<?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-3000572367403831585</id><updated>2011-12-12T09:27:54.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prudens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-5111732573910293657</id><published>2011-12-11T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:01:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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So I will not report on Christmas, or New Years, or Valentines except to say that they were great.  I  will give a quick update as to how we all are doing.  I am super pregnant, and have felt like I am ready to have this baby for a long time now.  That being said my due date is not until April 5.  Really hoping it does not take that long!  I have not done one thing to get ready for the baby.  No one has moved rooms, I haven't bought any bedding, haven't done any painting.  I just figure that I will have a lot more motivation for things like that after the baby comes.  Hopefully this is true!  I did want to post a picture, so here is a random picture of Abi.  This is a little number that she put on one day while the girls were playing dress up.  She was so pleased with herself.  I will hopefully be more on top of the blog, Grace's birthday is coming up and the baby will hopefully be here ASAP! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mR1ncUMdpfw/TXf8xOg_8eI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QnsU-4aCPu0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582208185789313506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mR1ncUMdpfw/TXf8xOg_8eI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QnsU-4aCPu0/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-5743117243844394963?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5743117243844394963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=5743117243844394963&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5743117243844394963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5743117243844394963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mR1ncUMdpfw/TXf8xOg_8eI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QnsU-4aCPu0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8691870969488009718</id><published>2010-12-16T15:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:27:05.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Square</title><content type='html'>For family home evening this week we decided to take adavantage of the nice warm weather and went to see the lights. It was so nice to have it not be freezing! I remember last year I had to go back to the car with Abi, because it was so cold and her little hands were freezing! Temple Square is such a great place, with a great spirit. Our girls love to go there and see the statue of Jesus and hear all the stories. They loved the manger, and of course seeing the temple! Abi is so into temples right now, I love it. Everywhere we go she says, "I see the temple!" Of course to her many beautiful buildings and churchs are temples too! My sister Heather and her cute family were able to meet us there for a little bit, it is so neat to see how kids love to learn about Jesus, I find it is not really even hard to teach children about Him. They want to know. Even Abi already knows who Jesus is and that he loves her. Hope all of you are enjoying the Christmas season! Next to do on my list, go to the Utes bowl game. That's Christmasy, right?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQqQ_I2bjCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/3KuHCaz6Nno/s1600/templesquare2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551408905069497378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQqQ_I2bjCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/3KuHCaz6Nno/s400/templesquare2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8691870969488009718?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8691870969488009718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8691870969488009718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8691870969488009718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8691870969488009718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/temple-square.html' title='Temple Square'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQqQ_I2bjCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/3KuHCaz6Nno/s72-c/templesquare2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2214430738223317308</id><published>2010-12-12T13:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:00:58.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQU0JjKoXpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NbsGmsPEKfU/s1600/festivaloftrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549899454467301010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQU0JjKoXpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NbsGmsPEKfU/s400/festivaloftrees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas seems to truly be in the air! I am almost done with my Christmas shopping, hooray, and the kids could not be more excited. Abi loves Santa and loves that she gets to see him all over the place, wherever we are. She doesn't quite understand the presents yet, but I 'm sure she will! Sarah and Grace have already made Santa cards and presents that are under the tree and they are anxiously awaiting for Jamie and me to take them to do their Christmas shopping, hopefully that will be soon so I can truly be done! We went to the festival of trees this year, the girls loved it! And as an added bonus we got to see my cute neice, Hadley, perform. Which the girls of course also loved. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQUy-eWKHWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/REmb4LU3Od4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549898164683283810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQUy-eWKHWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/REmb4LU3Od4/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then yesterday we had our ward Christmas breakfast.  It was Polar Express themed, the kids loved it!  They got to wear their p.j.'s and Santa even made a special appearance.  We had just been to a Utah gymnastics meet the night before, if you were wondering about the utah utes tattoo's!  We've also seen Santa at the mall, and now we just need to make sure we hit the lights at temple square, the best part about living in Salt Lake in December!  Hope you all are enjoying the season too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2214430738223317308?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2214430738223317308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2214430738223317308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2214430738223317308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2214430738223317308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-seems-to-truly-be-in-air-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQU0JjKoXpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NbsGmsPEKfU/s72-c/festivaloftrees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3431215566158325534</id><published>2010-12-08T20:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:31:15.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks!</title><content type='html'>We had such a good Thanksgiving.  My sister was in town from Washington so my other sister offered to take pictures of the whole family.  I then made her take a quick photo of us, thanks Heather!  She has such a nice camera and takes such good pictures.  I didn't really want to  do a lot of family pictures this year, since I am prego and all.  In this picture I don't really look pregnant, just like I've gained 30 pounds!  But that's ok.  Anyway, back to Thanksgiving.  We went up to my mom's and had a delicious dinner, I think the best dinner yet!  All the food was so yummy, and there were so many people!  My family has gotten so big.  Then we went to Jamie's parent's house.  There we had round two of delicious meals.  Jamie's brother is always such a good cook and loves to help prepare Thanksgiving dinner.  This holiday just seems to get better every year, we truly are so blessed!  I am so thankful for all of our family and friends, love you all!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQBMhW2IYvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/abyuwG2I9Z0/s1600/pruden3copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548518876872467186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQBMhW2IYvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/abyuwG2I9Z0/s400/pruden3copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3431215566158325534?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3431215566158325534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3431215566158325534&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3431215566158325534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3431215566158325534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/give-thanks.html' title='Give Thanks!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TQBMhW2IYvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/abyuwG2I9Z0/s72-c/pruden3copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4817445961425637239</id><published>2010-12-08T17:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:18:30.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 free shutterfly holiday cards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's a good chance you've already heard about this promotion on other blogs since it's a promotion &lt;i&gt; for &lt;/i&gt;bloggers --&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/store/index.jsp"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/a&gt; is offering &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href=" 20href="%22%3Ca%20href="%22http://blog.shutterfly.com/5358/holiday2010-blog-submission-form/%22%3Ehttp://blog.shutterfly.com/5358/holiday2010-blog-submission-form/%3C/a%3E%22%3E%20free%20Christmas%20cards%20to%20bloggers%3C/a%3E."&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite product offered on Shutterfly are the &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/photo-books"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt; books&lt;/a&gt;.  Their layouts and design make it easy to put a year of photos into a book that I know my kids will cherish for years to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0; text-align: center; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The easy part is putting in the promo code for my free cards, the difficult part will be deciding which card design to use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like the &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/flat-stationery-cards"&gt;flat&lt;/a&gt;, stationary cards&lt;/a&gt; that are printed on premium cardstock.  I like this design --- a spot for each child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538396288829458034" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p26OM0FQfxM/TNxWFL0FhnI/AAAAAAAAE7I/G-aBN7FoWBs/s800/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2407-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1281039723000112300.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;But I love this one, too.  Christmas is filled with giggles and laughter in our home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538394897646257314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p26OM0FQfxM/TNxU0NQKhKI/AAAAAAAAE7A/Fpsk8X0sYcI/s800/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2434-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128103901800091443.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I usually send out &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/flat-photo-cards"&gt;flat&lt;/a&gt; photo cards&lt;/a&gt; and this one just may be the one for our Christmas card this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538397826000297522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p26OM0FQfxM/TNxXeqOLHjI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/0iWwGnKBFkE/s800/PHOTOCARD-3-4200-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128209198300055373.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This post is sponsored by Shutterfly.com.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://blog.shutterfly.com/5358/holiday2010-blog-submission-form/"&gt;Bloggers&lt;/a&gt; get 50 free holiday cards&lt;/a&gt; from Shutterfly. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sign up for your free 50 Christmas cards!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4817445961425637239?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4817445961425637239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4817445961425637239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4817445961425637239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4817445961425637239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/50-free-shutterfly-holiday-cards.html' title='50 free shutterfly holiday cards!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p26OM0FQfxM/TNxWFL0FhnI/AAAAAAAAE7I/G-aBN7FoWBs/s72-c/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2407-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1281039723000112300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7674222362932885290</id><published>2010-11-12T14:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:03:15.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was another good Halloween for us, it seemed to last a really long time though!  But that's ok.  We had a fun activity at our ward where the girls got to play lots of games and decorate cookies.  Then we got to go to my mom and dad's wards party.  There the girls had so much fun.  This was Abi's first real experience with trick or treating, rather trunk or treating.  She couldn't believe that we just kept going from car to car and kept getting more candy!  This Holiday was perfect for Abi.  Then we went trick or treating, it was raining for part of the time, but the girls didn't seem to mind.  No matter how heavy Abi's bag got she was not going to let Jamie or me carry (or as she probably imagined steal) her bag.  Then on the actual day of Halloween we put on the costumes one last time, well except for Abi because I was tired of hand washing the costume!  Then we went up to my mom's and the kids helped her make popcorn balls.  I think I am now officially sick of candy, I have pretty much eaten all of the good candy out of my kids buckets so now they are left with the stuff I won't steal.  Can anyone explain to me why I wouldn't eat an entire candy bar but have no problem eating fun size after fun size after fun size!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TN22KVz6DFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/L-zCeyZJ2Js/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538783405505383506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TN22KVz6DFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/L-zCeyZJ2Js/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah wanted to be a witch, Abi got the hand me down from Sarah.  It is an elephant, she didn't really like having the hat on so this is how the costume looked in most of the pictures.  Grace wanted to be a tiger.  When I first started looking for costumes for Grace all I could find was tiger costumes for toddlers.  But finally I found one in her size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7674222362932885290?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7674222362932885290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7674222362932885290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7674222362932885290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7674222362932885290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TN22KVz6DFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/L-zCeyZJ2Js/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1851941080757730687</id><published>2010-09-12T13:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:31:52.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>Soccer has begun!  This is Sarah's first year playing soccer.  She has been so patient watching Grace and now it is finally her turn too!  She is so excited, even if her shirt fits like a nightgown.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0qDB-aqbI/AAAAAAAAAws/Lx4FOano1nI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516111350156929458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0qDB-aqbI/AAAAAAAAAws/Lx4FOano1nI/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0p-h-R4SI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tQ6mfQiC0gc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516111272846942498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0p-h-R4SI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tQ6mfQiC0gc/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace getting ready for her first game.  She is now playing with goalies this year, she is doing such a great job, we are so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0p4rQdLfI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HQ6zC4DCBe0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516111172259884530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0p4rQdLfI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HQ6zC4DCBe0/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is their biggest cheerleader!  She has been good to wait until after the games to go on the slides.  It is hard every week when we have to walk by the slides to get to the soccer games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1851941080757730687?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1851941080757730687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1851941080757730687&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1851941080757730687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1851941080757730687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0qDB-aqbI/AAAAAAAAAws/Lx4FOano1nI/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1635463509041345503</id><published>2010-09-12T13:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:26:48.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bees</title><content type='html'>So this summer we had a little bit of a bee problem.  First it was Abi, I thought to myself when it happened, of course it is Abi.  None of my kids have ever been stung by a bee, but of course poor Abi did!  It also happened right before bedtime, so I was worried to put her to bed in case she was allergic, like her dad.  So I went and got her some benadryl and watched her and she was fine.  Her eye did swell, but other than that she was fine.  I couldn't get a very good picture of her, but you might be able to see some swelling in her left eye.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0oZgJI9hI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3dPiFetO9wE/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516109537188836882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0oZgJI9hI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3dPiFetO9wE/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then my sweet Sarah, I don't know if she was doing something to get stung or not because she got 3 bee stings in one week.  It got so bad that she didn't want to go outside, she was too afraid of getting stung!  One was on her hand, the other two were by her eyes.  Needless to say we got some new bee traps/spray and had someone come spray!  I guess I also took this picture after sarah had a pb&amp;amp;j, I'm such a good mom not to even clean the face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0oHOu8Q8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/ohlLZhbXD6c/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516109223277904834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0oHOu8Q8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/ohlLZhbXD6c/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1635463509041345503?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1635463509041345503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1635463509041345503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1635463509041345503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1635463509041345503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/bees.html' title='Bees'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0oZgJI9hI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3dPiFetO9wE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2688004540175628678</id><published>2010-09-12T13:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:20:09.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>I have been awful at blogging, but now that I have 2 of my 3 in school somedays, maybe that will change?  That remains to be seen.  Here are some summer pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nYV4ojmI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vvVPfQxueI8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516108417743752802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nYV4ojmI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vvVPfQxueI8/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Firs of all, why do I ever put a shirt on her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nSeSNeXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/oIeatvtxpj0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516108316919298418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nSeSNeXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/oIeatvtxpj0/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace showing me her big watermelon smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nNJ7B83I/AAAAAAAAAv0/A2cCXawfRdQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516108225554019186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nNJ7B83I/AAAAAAAAAv0/A2cCXawfRdQ/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah doing what her big sister does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nEw71ktI/AAAAAAAAAvs/X32ACrbaeFA/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516108081407562450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nEw71ktI/AAAAAAAAAvs/X32ACrbaeFA/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They thought this was so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2688004540175628678?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2688004540175628678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2688004540175628678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2688004540175628678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2688004540175628678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TI0nYV4ojmI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vvVPfQxueI8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-647364312549641279</id><published>2010-07-30T12:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T14:28:26.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's 4th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel bad that Sarah is the middle child, because she is such a good and easy going little kid that sometimes I think she can be looked over.  Anyone who knows Sarah though will comment to me about how happy and easy going she is.  This is such a blessing in my life.  She is always optimistic and positive.  She has the sweetest heart.  So a couple of years ago, in draper they built a water park.  Cowabunga. We would sometimes drive by it and Sarah thought it looked wonderful.  She would ask me time after time when she could go there.  I would always respond with something like, sometime soon or I don't know.  My kids are pretty cautious when it comes to things like this so I didn't really think they would go on anything there.  Then Sarah asked at the end of last summer if we could go there for her birthday next year.  I thought sure, why not?  She probably won't even remember.  So when her birthday started to come close I asked her what she wanted to do and all she wanted was COWABUNGA!  I kept trying to plan a friend party for her, until I realized she didn't really care, she just wanted to go to cowabunga.  Even on sunday when they sang to her at church she asked me is this the day that we go to cowabunga?  So I was lame and forgot my camera when we went to cowabunga, but the girls did so good.  Grandama watched Abi and Grace and Sarah took their cousins Rachel and Emily to cowabunga.  They were a little hesitant at first, but then they loved it!  It was a good choice by Sarah.  Then, after much needed naps, we had dinner at a park and did presents and cake.  I asked Sarah what she wanted to eat at the park, like sandwiches or fried chicken, hamburgers.  She replied that she wanted peanut butter and jelly.  So Jamie picked up some KFC and I brought supplies to make Sarah and peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  This little girls cracks me up!                                                                                                                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMiIhwzuqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/m7NM2Aw0czY/s1600/P6260089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499777099846892194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMiIhwzuqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/m7NM2Aw0czY/s400/P6260089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Sarah and Rachel and Emily and Grace at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMiADO1WZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GNSNJw5Jzvo/s1600/P6260082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776954212374930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMiADO1WZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GNSNJw5Jzvo/s400/P6260082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Sarah after seeing her big surprise present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMh1wnCrTI/AAAAAAAAAvM/an8fmbM336c/s1600/P6260079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776777414946098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMh1wnCrTI/AAAAAAAAAvM/an8fmbM336c/s400/P6260079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sarah waiting for her big surprise present!  We had the bike behind the bathrooms at the park so Sarah had to put this on her head so we knew there wasn't any peaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhs2VY47I/AAAAAAAAAvE/Bu03OjUFjew/s1600/P6260070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776624332694450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhs2VY47I/AAAAAAAAAvE/Bu03OjUFjew/s400/P6260070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a group shot of us enjoying some cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhm-WeLEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/hbO81FNIZi0/s1600/P6260069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776523405503554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhm-WeLEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/hbO81FNIZi0/s400/P6260069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah with Rachel.  Sarah was so excited to have Rachel here for her party, it meant so much to her that she came down from Hyrum just to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhZls-HLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LX5_p_dkMsM/s1600/P6260063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776293450685618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhZls-HLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LX5_p_dkMsM/s400/P6260063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah wonderful homemade, or Harmon's made, cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhMkXHWTI/AAAAAAAAAus/67TKAEKpYVw/s1600/P6260059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499776069752281394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhMkXHWTI/AAAAAAAAAus/67TKAEKpYVw/s400/P6260059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful 4 year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another one of my favorite parts of Sarah turning 4 was that she kept saying that when she was 4 she wouldn't suck her thumb anymore.  So the night of her birthday I asked her if she was ready to stop, she said no I think I'll wait till I'm 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhF6CnvQI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ug_dfMbdDnw/s1600/P6260062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499775955312819458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMhF6CnvQI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ug_dfMbdDnw/s400/P6260062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last picture of Grace and Sarah playing at the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-647364312549641279?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/647364312549641279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=647364312549641279&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/647364312549641279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/647364312549641279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/sarahs-4th-birthday.html' title='Sarah&apos;s 4th birthday'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TFMiIhwzuqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/m7NM2Aw0czY/s72-c/P6260089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3349233490119401885</id><published>2010-06-24T09:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:48:40.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi's 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always feel so uninspired for the 2nd birthday.  There is always so much excitement for the first birthday that I want to have all the family over and do a big party.  For the 2nd one, I feel like my kids don't really need anything, they are too young to have a friend party, so on and so on.  So for Sarah's we decided to have the grandparents meet us at a park and have some dinner and open presents there.  It was perfect!  So Abi got the repeat of that.  This was truly perfect for Abi though because she absolutally loves the park.  Even if we are in the car and we just drive by a park she will start screaming, SLIDE! At me.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN9IrFgeEI/AAAAAAAAAuc/IKM8ozoQnus/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486366359025645634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN9IrFgeEI/AAAAAAAAAuc/IKM8ozoQnus/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a horrible baker, and not creative, and lazy, and well I have so many excuses as to why I don't make cute birthday cakes like so many moms out there, but here is Abi's wonderful store bought cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN9DIoAQwI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-2pQzNr_fbU/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486366263875748610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN9DIoAQwI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-2pQzNr_fbU/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie helping Abi blow her candles out, she mostly just wanted to grab them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN86gNpQ9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/1UZUsBg8UP0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486366115588817874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN86gNpQ9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/1UZUsBg8UP0/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my sweet little woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN8ydkyrLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/acoYKMtA7D4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486365977441643698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN8ydkyrLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/acoYKMtA7D4/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves drinking out of big cups.  She loves doing anything and everything she sees her big sisters doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN8o0OIQcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/KvFGrSY5b_E/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486365811721912770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN8o0OIQcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/KvFGrSY5b_E/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again Abi working the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3349233490119401885?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3349233490119401885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3349233490119401885&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3349233490119401885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3349233490119401885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/abis-2.html' title='Abi&apos;s 2!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/TCN9IrFgeEI/AAAAAAAAAuc/IKM8ozoQnus/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1546310526689760680</id><published>2010-04-23T16:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:40:45.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be?  A new post from Brittany?</title><content type='html'>So I know it has oh so very long since I have posted anything, and that just made it that much harder to start! I feel like I should post about Christmas, and Valentines day and our trip to disneyland, and easter, and Grace's birthday. Oh it just makes me so tired thinking about it! So I probably won't blog about all of those things but I will start with Grace's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace's 6th Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9IdJROPaII/AAAAAAAAAtc/9p4E3NW64kA/s1600/DSC08401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463461343032993922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9IdJROPaII/AAAAAAAAAtc/9p4E3NW64kA/s400/DSC08401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a cake that we picked up from Harmons Bakery. It had fresh strawberries and real whipped cream inside with a diary based frosting. I thought it was pretty good. Jamie loved it. Everytime he had some of the left overs he would say, honestly this cake is just amazing! Amazing or not, Grace liked it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9Id8f7S3uI/AAAAAAAAAtk/DXWN54Y-emc/s1600/DSC08424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463462223153389282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9Id8f7S3uI/AAAAAAAAAtk/DXWN54Y-emc/s400/DSC08424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace has many friends, we are so lucky to have so many kids her age in our neighborhood. Grace also has many cousins her age so I had to tell her that we couldn't invite any school friends, just neighborhood kids and cousins. She was a little sad about this, but even with these restrictions I think we had about 20 kids. We had pizza and cake and ice cream, then we went to see The Princess and the Frog at the dollar theater. The kids were so good at the movie, I couldn't believe it! That was the easiest part of the party! Now getting to and from the theater was a little more difficult, but luckily my sister Heather and sister in law Jenni were nice enough to help shuttle the little ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9Ie1PxTaFI/AAAAAAAAAts/7Q8SNfdHO34/s1600/DSC08409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463463198069057618" style="WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9Ie1PxTaFI/AAAAAAAAAts/7Q8SNfdHO34/s400/DSC08409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is so great because the kids would honestly not give Grace any space while opening her gifts. Jamie and I struggle with this part of the party sometimes, because our kids have so much, sometimes it feels like they don't need anything else! But it is fun to see how much the kids enjoy giving at birthday parties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9IgJ2SeKMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Hbctn_ka0eM/s1600/DSC08435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463464651517733058" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9IgJ2SeKMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Hbctn_ka0eM/s400/DSC08435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of my beautiful 6 year old!  She is honestly growing into such a beautiful girl.  She has lost her little toddler look and now is looking so grown up!  I can't believe it.  So here are six things I love about Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  She is determined.  This can sometimes be hard, but ultimately this will be a blessing in Grace's life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  She is smart.  This is just a natural gift that she has been blessed with.  She is very curious and already asks me questions almost on a daily basis that I can't answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She love taking care of her sisters.  She truly takes on that big sister role well.  She loves getting things they can't reach or teaching them how to something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Grace has a tender, tender heart.  She feels all of her emotions very strong.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  She is a wonderful artist.  Not sure where she picked up this talent, neither Jamie or I are artistic.  Grace definitely has a natural eye for drawing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Grace is learning to conquer her fears.  Grace can be a very cautious person, I fear she got this from me.  But she is learning the joy and satisfaction of feeling fear, and doing it anyway!  I am so proud of her and all that she has accomplished at such a young age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1546310526689760680?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1546310526689760680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1546310526689760680&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1546310526689760680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1546310526689760680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/could-it-be-new-post-from-brittany.html' title='Could it be?  A new post from Brittany?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/S9IdJROPaII/AAAAAAAAAtc/9p4E3NW64kA/s72-c/DSC08401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2551591243387720147</id><published>2010-02-08T13:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:49:20.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the motivation?</title><content type='html'>Oh wow I have not felt motivated at all lately to post anything!  My life has been busy but boring.  I am so ready for spring/summer!  Abi has been doing great, no seizures since the ones in November.  I am hopeful that she won't have anymore.  Grace is loving Kindergarten and Sarah is loving everything, she is so easy going.  She loves school, dance, and even primary because these are things that big kids do and she is one!  I have been working a lot lately and that is my main excuse as to the no blogging.  Hopefully this work schedule wont last too long, but it is nice to have some extra money!  Also my camera broke christmas morning, luckily I got a few pictures before it broke.  So I will need to get a new one soon, so I'll have some pics to post.  Love all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2551591243387720147?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2551591243387720147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2551591243387720147&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2551591243387720147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2551591243387720147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-is-motivation.html' title='Where is the motivation?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8041212447367200836</id><published>2009-12-01T20:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:16:49.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet little Abi</title><content type='html'>Oh wow, it has been a long time since I have posted anything!  Sorry, so I have an update on Abi for all of you who don't know the whole story.  I have some pictures, but they are too sad for me to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mid October we took a trip to Las Vegas to go to the Utah vs. UNLV footbal game.  While we were there Abi got sick and ended up having a seizure the night before we were coming home.  She had a fever with this seizure but she was so non responsive after that it was really scary, so we called an ambulance.  They came and told us to take off her pajamas, she was just too hot.  Once we did that she started to cry and we were able to give her Tylenol.  She slept with me the rest of the night, needless to say, but kept spiking a fever so I kept dosing her.  We thought that was the end of it, and started our trip home.  I kept checking on Abi to make sure she didn't have a fever, and she was fine.  She fell asleep in the car and we were just outside of Mesquite.  I turned back to check on Abi and saw that she was having another seizure!  We hurried and pulled over, and at least after this one she was just angry, not so lethargic.  We decided we better take her to the hospital so we drove on to St. George and took her to the ER.  The Dr. there agreed that it was odd that she would have two febrile seizures so close together, so they ordered all sorts of tests.  All of which came back normal.  So they told us that she just had two febrile seizures which is pretty common in kids, and they usually outgrow this by the time they are 2-5 years old.  So I thought, alright I can handle this if it happens again.  It will probably be easier now that I have been through it before, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!  So then mid November, a few weeks ago, I was getting the kids ready for church.  Part of my Sunday morning routine is that after I shower, I put all three girls in the tub while I do my hair.  The girls are usually really happy in the tub and play very well there, so this is why this works.  So I was in the girls bathroom with them while they were in the tub.  Abi went to stand up in the tub and when she did this put her face in the water for a second.  She stood up and gasped, and was swolling some water.  I was just about to turn to her and say,"Oh Abi did you swollow some water?"  When I noticed she wasn't recovering from it.  Just then she started to fall back onto her bottom.  I reached for her and grabbed her out of the tub, she still was not breathing, or at least not very well.  I turned her over and hit her back to try and get her to breathe and get rid of the water.  Then I looked down at her and saw that she was having a seizure.  It was probably the scariest moment of my life.  I called 911 because I was so freaked out, but while I was on the phone with them Abi came out of the seizure.  She was a little lethargic but not too bad.  I told them I wouldn't need the ambulance, I would just take her into the ER, we live so close to Alta View Hospital.  So I called Jamie, who was at church, and he came home.  We took Abi to the ER.  They started running basically all the same tests that they had in St. George.  After her chest x-ray she was sleeping on my chest in her exam room and had another seizure.  This one was the worst one she has had.  I don't know if there were multiple seizures here or just one really long one.  It lasted about 30 min.  They had to order multiple anti-seizure medications from the pharmacy to pull her out of it.  Meanwhile, the Dr. is having the crash cart brought into the room and telling me that we need to transfer Abi to Primary Children's by ambulance.  The Dr. said that if she would stabalize she could go by sandy ambulance, if not then the pediatric flight team would have to take her by ambulance.  I of course was a wreck.  Abi did come out of the seizure and was just sleepy.  I rode with Abi in the ambulance to Primary's we stayed there until monday night.  They ran more tests, all of which came back normal.  Good news, right?  Then they told us that most kids who have seizures have normal results with these tests.  So I guess they were just making sure nothing more serious was going on.  So in the end, Abi may have another seizure, she may have many more, or she might not have any!  The Neurologist told us we could start her on daily anti-seizure medication now if we wanted.  These meds have a lot of side effects and once you start them you have to wait 2 years before you can start to taper off of them.  Jamie and I did not feel that it was time for this yet.  I am feeling very peaceful and calm about things, I am hoping that there will be no more seizures to come.  It was been a little over 2 weeks and no seizures.  One of the hardest things throughout all of this was not having my little Abi with me.  She was so loopy from the sedation and medication she had received.  It was not until Tuesday night that she was back to her normal self.  That was practically three days of not having her with me.  I am thankful everyday that I can see her and her crazy personality.  Any of you who know Abi know that she is VERY BUSY!  She is into everything.  She never stops moving.  Sometimes this can feel like a burden, but since we have been home from the hospital I am thankful for every moment I get to chase her around!  Thank you so much to all of you for your love and support.  When something like this happens in your life it is so nice to feel how much love there is for you and your family out there!  Sorry it has taken me so long to post about this, it is kind of hard to do even now.  But just know that we are all good and love you all very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8041212447367200836?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8041212447367200836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8041212447367200836&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8041212447367200836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8041212447367200836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sweet-little-abi.html' title='My sweet little Abi'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8948927250815648622</id><published>2009-11-07T10:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:06:54.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old or young?</title><content type='html'>So can you all remember when 30 seemed really old?  I kind of can.  Now that I'm 28, 30 doesn't seem very old.  So throughout my life I have always felt very young.  I am the youngest of 6 children, I was usually the youngest person in my dance/singing classes.  When I started college and people would ask me what year I graduated and I would say 2000, they would all say oh wow you are so young.  I think that one is just because 2000 sounds so much younger than just one year before when you could say 99.  Then I graduated from college in 4 years, which is technically normal but can be quite a record these days.  So then when I went into home health as a 22 year old RN all of my patients would ask me how long I had been a nurse.  I could tell they were worried I didn't have enough experience.  So anyway, to sum up I have often wondered when this feeling would change, I can't be the young one forever.  So I have noticed the past few years, that none of my patients have asked me how long I have been a nurse, then I had a funny experience last night.  We went to a pizza buffet for our friday night outing (yes that is as exciting as it gets around here!) Jamie had taken Grace and Sarah to get their food so I was sitting with Abi at our table.  I overhear this couple in the booth next to me, here is their conversation.  The boy, " She was, well mature looking."  The girl, "Mature looking?"  The boy, "Yes definitely mature looking."  The girl, " So she definitely looked 30."  The boy, " Oh yeah, she DEFINITELY looked 30."  I had to stop myself from laughing outloud.  What does that even mean?  30 isn't old.  I looked over at them and thought, I don't look that much older than these 20 year olds.  But then as I watched Abi shove some cheese, gold fish crackers, and ham cubes in her mouth all at the same time I realized something.  I do look older than these people!  I am this 30 year old person they are referring to!  It just kind of struck me as a funny moment, so I thought I would share.  I think I always thought I would somehow feel different when I got older.  Some of patients will tell me how hard it is sometimes when they see a reflection of themself walking with their walker in the window because they will look at it and think, that's not me.  I don't feel that old.  I guess we never really change who we are or how we feel, unfortunately just the way we look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8948927250815648622?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8948927250815648622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8948927250815648622&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8948927250815648622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8948927250815648622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-or-young.html' title='Old or young?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7128484945981777693</id><published>2009-10-06T19:53:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:14:59.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>So after 7 1/2 years of marriage it was finally time to get a real family photo!  I feel awful that it took us this long to do this!  It will definitely be a yearly thing from here on out.  Big thanks to our friend Cindee who took the pictures, she was great.  If you want to see more of her work check out her website. &lt;a href="http://www.cindeestarkie.com/"&gt;http://www.cindeestarkie.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Ssv46IWb7kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/2_06_f08uGA/s1600-h/IMG_8280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389675056636620354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Ssv46IWb7kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/2_06_f08uGA/s320/IMG_8280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Ssv4xfM8AjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/CQwqdELG7pw/s1600-h/IMG_8079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389674908151972402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Ssv4xfM8AjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/CQwqdELG7pw/s320/IMG_8079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Ssv4X9YsfMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/GowvbA1nhsM/s1600-h/IMG_8272+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389674469577751746" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Yep, that's right 2 days a week I have just one child!  It is wonderful.  I can't believe Grace is in kindergarten though, and it has been really strange to have her go to school everyday. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wQtDB7vI/AAAAAAAAArU/NMAjMvEP0YY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713880747732722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wQtDB7vI/AAAAAAAAArU/NMAjMvEP0YY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace with all of her friends from the ward that are in her class at school.  There are two missing that are in the morning class, I wish they could all be together, but it is the way it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wMl_mslI/AAAAAAAAArM/a4SdLCp3NWc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713810134839890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wMl_mslI/AAAAAAAAArM/a4SdLCp3NWc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace and Sarah enjoying some complimentary muffins and juice, shout out to the PTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wIrGNX0I/AAAAAAAAArE/i3DeUycOt44/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713742785240898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wIrGNX0I/AAAAAAAAArE/i3DeUycOt44/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace before school.  She picked out this dress all by herself, with her grandma and couldn't wait to wear it for her first day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-v9Zq7uPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/61bNfRf5BEA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713549128874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-v9Zq7uPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/61bNfRf5BEA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah on her first day of preschool.  Oh it is hard to get a good picture of this little sweet heart.  She is loving school.  Sarah starts talking from the moment she wakes up till the moment she goes to sleep.  She is quite social, she runs up to her teacher and gives her a big hug every time I take her to school.  She even did this the first time she met her.  She is loving doing the big kid things that Grace does, now she gets to go to school and dance class, just like big sister Grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-476060615136892482?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/476060615136892482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=476060615136892482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/476060615136892482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/476060615136892482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sq-wQtDB7vI/AAAAAAAAArU/NMAjMvEP0YY/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7618791297569909385</id><published>2009-08-26T13:27:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:49:19.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer update</title><content type='html'>So I have totally been slacking with the blogging, but we have been having so much fun, so I think that's a good excuse right? Here is what we've been up to. We went to the zoo, which was so much fun. My kids are at the perfect age for it, they loved it. Grace bloged about the zoo on her blog if you want to check it out at &lt;a href="http://sarahandgracesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sarahandgracesblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQZsast7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/rALge2HPHu8/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374360501430826930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQZsast7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/rALge2HPHu8/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picture of all three girls out front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQQisDLxI/AAAAAAAAAqs/LZ0pstVLcec/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374360344200425234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQQisDLxI/AAAAAAAAAqs/LZ0pstVLcec/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sarah modeling an awesome hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQLMANl3I/AAAAAAAAAqk/pzxL6xI820U/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374360252211631986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQLMANl3I/AAAAAAAAAqk/pzxL6xI820U/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace also modeling same awesome hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQFFV9MUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/aGFi7OMyFxM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374360147344568642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWQFFV9MUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/aGFi7OMyFxM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this elephant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWP-2WZ_6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/sdMWXHJ2z4c/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374360040240709538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWP-2WZ_6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/sdMWXHJ2z4c/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone needs their picture taken against one of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spent a day up at Bear Lake. Many people don't see Bear Lake as a day trip, but it wasn't too bad, especially since my mom offered to keep Grace and Sarah up there for a few days longer! Thanks mom. We stayed at this really nice house courtesy of my brother's work. Thanks Chad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWPwG8WjlI/AAAAAAAAAqM/O9T_xudXr4o/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374359786996797010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWPwG8WjlI/AAAAAAAAAqM/O9T_xudXr4o/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lot of the kids worked on this, they were pretty proud. Grace wore these goggles pretty much all the time, even when not in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWO4BZXZ4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/GVRIv6TPArc/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358823435200386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWO4BZXZ4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/GVRIv6TPArc/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet mom with Abi. I told my mom maybe I should get Abi cold more often, because this was as still as I have ever seen her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOyUbukPI/AAAAAAAAAp8/mfzGQxkK4NM/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358725466165490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOyUbukPI/AAAAAAAAAp8/mfzGQxkK4NM/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All 20 grandkids. Hard to get a good picture isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOpIYg8eI/AAAAAAAAAp0/rbS4yblnfRw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358567612641762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOpIYg8eI/AAAAAAAAAp0/rbS4yblnfRw/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet neice Morgan, I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOg16G4GI/AAAAAAAAAps/q7rgoPL83To/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358425214312546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOg16G4GI/AAAAAAAAAps/q7rgoPL83To/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also love this one. Sometimes Morgan has trouble being soft, but she has gotten so much better, and just look at how happy Abi is in her arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOabxfQVI/AAAAAAAAApk/wcIqjdOSXD4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358315119624530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOabxfQVI/AAAAAAAAApk/wcIqjdOSXD4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi was a wild woman, as usual. She was all over the place in the water. No fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOWcsjjjI/AAAAAAAAApc/_PggPt3k5OU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358246647893554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOWcsjjjI/AAAAAAAAApc/_PggPt3k5OU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Griffen and Abi. Griffen is doing a little bit of his head tilt. I love how he tilts his head in all of his pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWORUPBk6I/AAAAAAAAApU/2-CyyJYxNYo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358158477202338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWORUPBk6I/AAAAAAAAApU/2-CyyJYxNYo/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace getting ready for the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Lagoon. My pictures are out of order, but I am too lazy to change them so sorry. Grace improves every year and goes on more and more rides, she is very cautious but I am proud of her. Jamie and Gavin and Scott did the big bungi plunge. My sister Heidi has good footage of this if you want to see it at &lt;a href="http://rushingreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rushingreview.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374358023718266642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWOJeN_ZxI/AAAAAAAAApM/IC17ZREh6no/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is Gavin after the drop. This photo doesn't really do it justice, but just look at the hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357771102428002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWN6xJrm2I/AAAAAAAAApE/MFIwxaLHnb8/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the boys are getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357466040774770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWNpAtUMHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/oloulqmpLTo/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grace and Sarah on the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357358253602578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWNivK2dxI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Uii8xTmcw5c/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls with their cousin Rylee on Puff. This was Grace's first year going on puff, yes very cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357255277346754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWNcvjZf8I/AAAAAAAAAos/pdYnhfdADfQ/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grace and I after rattlesnake rapids. I managed to stay mostly dry, I used protecting the camera as my excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357167453440626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWNXoYjCnI/AAAAAAAAAok/fTf8rc1NUWA/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sarah and grandma pruden got the worst of it I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374357067479083282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SpWNRz8zaRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/vxA6zDADxFI/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grace and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;And Grace started soccer. Jamie is coaching and Grace loves that. She has already improved so much since Spring which is so fun to see. 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For the 24th we went up and spent a day in Logan and then spent another day at the cabin.  Here are some pictures of us at the Logan parade.  We went to a water park that is by our cabin and I am wondering if we made the right parenting decision.  Maybe some of you can help me out.  There was this water slide that was not huge by any means, but Grace being as cautious as she is wouldn't go down it.  She wanted to, but chickened out.  So Jamie and I made her go down it.  I could hear her screaming behind me.  Did we scar her or help her learn that she can't just say she's scared all the time?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4qum3H0I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1Io0q6AzTOY/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366593843937877826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4qum3H0I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1Io0q6AzTOY/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister in law Denae and I awaiting the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4hrRfoaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/b_vfE1mzrCY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366593688424128930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4hrRfoaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/b_vfE1mzrCY/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and Grace, these two are best friends.  They love every second they have together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4bshwbTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XU5JzA8NLPc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366593585681558834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4bshwbTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XU5JzA8NLPc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah and Abi.  Abi of course is all over the place, trying to get out while Noah is playing happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4Vi57HZI/AAAAAAAAAn0/2p2PM8X_P3M/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366593480019352978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4Vi57HZI/AAAAAAAAAn0/2p2PM8X_P3M/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah and Rachel.  Love Sarah's socks in this one.  She always wants me to pull them ALL THE WAY UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4G78SLwI/AAAAAAAAAns/51HQKbku0ZU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4AY8UUAI/AAAAAAAAAnk/fvq-ye4HEWU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366593116567785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4AY8UUAI/AAAAAAAAAnk/fvq-ye4HEWU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the girls at the water park, this is pre traumatic experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All in all it was a fun little get a way.  Our cabin needs A LOT of work so right now going there kind of just feels like camping but it has been so fun to have somewhere to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3396352903413824762?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3396352903413824762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3396352903413824762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3396352903413824762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3396352903413824762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-24th.html' title='Happy 24th'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Snn4qum3H0I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1Io0q6AzTOY/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1687203974480401260</id><published>2009-07-11T14:48:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:45:55.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Sarah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah's 3rd birthday was a fun one.  It was fun to have a couple of days just focused on her.  Sometimes the middle child just doesn't get enough of that.  We started her birthday off with a breakfast of her choosing which was french toast.  This was prepared by Jamie, he makes a mean french toast.  Then that night we got a sitter for Abi and took Grace and Sarah to Mcdonald's for dinner, Sarah's choice, and then went to see Up.  This was really the first time we have gone out with just the older girls, it was so fun. Then Sarah's party was the next day.  We did a pinata, and had hot dogs.  It was really cute to see how excited she was to have all of her friends over.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-yY8Dc3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/3ikadcMY6fQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311898398454642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-yY8Dc3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/3ikadcMY6fQ/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sarah helping with the breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-pxUxnwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6zrF-MvkHyw/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311750325772034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-pxUxnwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6zrF-MvkHyw/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-iYld9HI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7kJvh_Elt-w/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311623425815666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-iYld9HI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7kJvh_Elt-w/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah blowing out her candles the night of her actual birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-VZ06s2I/AAAAAAAAAnE/BYQUDpPjU50/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311400420750178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-VZ06s2I/AAAAAAAAAnE/BYQUDpPjU50/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Sarah opening her present from Grace, and looking at the special card Grace had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-IZMIMMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/F9XQ_9az7RE/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311176911368386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-IZMIMMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/F9XQ_9az7RE/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sarah opening her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9_oO229I/AAAAAAAAAm0/od8XXb-m_9Q/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357311026330524626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9_oO229I/AAAAAAAAAm0/od8XXb-m_9Q/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing out candles on cake number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj94wxPpHI/AAAAAAAAAms/duuxeDBw0bI/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357310908363154546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj94wxPpHI/AAAAAAAAAms/duuxeDBw0bI/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't think to clean her face before all the cake pictures, but I think this is cute nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9qUTNz0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VLWiBZiNS1A/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357310660202843970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9qUTNz0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VLWiBZiNS1A/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again the messy face, but still so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9ldo4IpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/nrwFj0yQJ_0/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357310576810271378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj9ldo4IpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/nrwFj0yQJ_0/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Abi enjoying some cake.  Once this was started Abi was not going to let it stop, she thew a fit when we took the cake away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1687203974480401260?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1687203974480401260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1687203974480401260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1687203974480401260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1687203974480401260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy birthday Sarah!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Slj-yY8Dc3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/3ikadcMY6fQ/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4673709926112806908</id><published>2009-06-26T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:12:17.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace's blog</title><content type='html'>So Grace got a camera for Christmas and when we were putting some of her pictures on the computer she asked me if she could have a blog! So I set one up for her. At first she wanted to call it Grace's blog, but that was taken. So her second choice was &lt;a href="http://sarahandgracesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sarahandgracesblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; you'll have to check it out. many exciting things to come I am sure. I just wrote whatever she told me to.  also I am not sure why part of her blog is in Spanish.  I will have to have my spanish speaking husband see if he can fix that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4673709926112806908?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4673709926112806908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4673709926112806908&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4673709926112806908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4673709926112806908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/graces-blog.html' title='Grace&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1126595110736517293</id><published>2009-06-17T15:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:37:54.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Abers Cadabers!</title><content type='html'>June 8 was Abi's birthday.  It was like any good birthday, the party lasted about a week.  I know everyone says this, but I really can't believe she is 1!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhpiVyZsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/rgk2jhXuVBA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413398699894466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhpiVyZsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/rgk2jhXuVBA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sjlhmd3An6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/5-FJi76oy1M/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413345957453730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Sjlhmd3An6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/5-FJi76oy1M/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi did not shy away from the cake, and she actually liked being sung to.  My other two just cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhiWfd-sI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qutAAr5i4mw/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413275260189378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhiWfd-sI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qutAAr5i4mw/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhdX3mFsI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-77dkGicyBs/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413189730473666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhdX3mFsI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-77dkGicyBs/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah also did not shy away from the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhY8BI0SI/AAAAAAAAAls/VctxgIHfuWk/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413113534828834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhY8BI0SI/AAAAAAAAAls/VctxgIHfuWk/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace posing with the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1126595110736517293?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1126595110736517293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1126595110736517293&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1126595110736517293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1126595110736517293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-abers-cadabers.html' title='Happy birthday Abers Cadabers!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjlhpiVyZsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/rgk2jhXuVBA/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4810986084878081805</id><published>2009-06-14T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:11:51.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>Grace started soccer this spring and one of her very best friends Megan was on her team.  She played at the park right by our house so that was great.  She scored 3 goals during the 8 games and I managed to miss all of them!  Hopefully there will be more to come.  It so fun to have my kids starting this new phase of life.  Grace is involved in so many different things and now Sarah will be old enough to start some things of her own.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjUgzSmQzII/AAAAAAAAAlk/UdWS_cemLTM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347216198110071938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjUgzSmQzII/AAAAAAAAAlk/UdWS_cemLTM/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4810986084878081805?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4810986084878081805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4810986084878081805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4810986084878081805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4810986084878081805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SjUgzSmQzII/AAAAAAAAAlk/UdWS_cemLTM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4219310605866560910</id><published>2009-05-22T17:30:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:44:16.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>preschool graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace was able to go to preschool at a house just across the street this year.  She absolutally loved it.  This is a picture of her with her teacher Carol.  Carol does such a good job of not only teaching the children, but letting them know they are loved.  And grace truly does love Carol.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc3LkmcatI/AAAAAAAAAlc/y1orFyadij4/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338796555214023378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc3LkmcatI/AAAAAAAAAlc/y1orFyadij4/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Grace with her friends Holland, Jake, Megan, and Laurel.  Grace is so lucky to have many many children her age that live in her neighborhood.  These are a few of them who were able to go to preschool with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc3GoVIDoI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5ANi59WYACg/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338796470315781762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc3GoVIDoI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5ANi59WYACg/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was really excited for Sarah to come to her graduation, Sarah was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc27aaHcyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/cXXEQvx3UM8/s1600-h/IMG_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338796277600056098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc27aaHcyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/cXXEQvx3UM8/s320/IMG_0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace singing their good bye song at the end of the program.   I wont lie, this was a little bit of a tear jerker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2vYFhnSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/unTR3m83tqI/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338796070818389282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2vYFhnSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/unTR3m83tqI/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Abi trying to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2oPtJLOI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HudBTkHWBXs/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338795948309556450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2oPtJLOI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HudBTkHWBXs/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace doing her part in the program, being a snowflake dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2bkQ7FjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TipjpCBUhkg/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338795730490037810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2bkQ7FjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TipjpCBUhkg/s320/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace giving her speaking part.  She talked about the bakers hats they made, that they learned how to make cookies and doughnuts, and that they had a Thanksgiving feast and even made all the food themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2FsLzMXI/AAAAAAAAAks/AlSBLiIlSjM/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338795354658910578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc2FsLzMXI/AAAAAAAAAks/AlSBLiIlSjM/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace has truly loved going to preschool.  I can't believe she will be in Kindergarten next year.  She is getting so big!  I must admit I had a few tears thinking about this, but I know Grace will love Kindergarten and will do great.  I am so happy that she has so many friends that will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4219310605866560910?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4219310605866560910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4219310605866560910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4219310605866560910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4219310605866560910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/preschool-graduation.html' title='preschool graduation'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/Shc3LkmcatI/AAAAAAAAAlc/y1orFyadij4/s72-c/IMG_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-605932713504404090</id><published>2009-05-12T21:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:54:59.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well 7 years ago Jamie and I got married.  A lot has happened in those years.  I graduated from college.  We bought a house.  We have had 3 beautiful girls.  We have served in many different capacities for our church.  And most importantly we have grown a lot, but grown together.  When think back to those early days of our marriage I think, we were just kids!  That's because we were.  I can't believe how different things can be in just a few years.  My mom was nice enough to watch our kids so we could have an evening out.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpCwh8KkQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/p3GUhgBSc_o/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150110085648642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpCwh8KkQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/p3GUhgBSc_o/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the pretty flowers from Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpCrIQfG2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/BBGUFcpobmo/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150017292213090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpCrIQfG2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/BBGUFcpobmo/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are before the evening out.  We went to Al Forno's, a wonderful Italian restaurant downtown, then walked around Gateway, got some dessert and then toped the evening off with a trip to Walmart.  People who have been married a few years and have multiple children will understand the last part of our evening out.  We had stuff we needed and it is so much easier going places without the kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-605932713504404090?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/605932713504404090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=605932713504404090&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/605932713504404090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/605932713504404090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-years.html' title='7 years'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpCwh8KkQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/p3GUhgBSc_o/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6858645825153627091</id><published>2009-05-12T21:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:46:12.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is way late, so I won't write a ton.  Our Easter was fun, the nicest part was having Jamie home almost all day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB-oJFkdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WJ1CgjoNztk/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149252757000658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB-oJFkdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WJ1CgjoNztk/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah, her eyes are actually open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB35eO7rI/AAAAAAAAAkM/uPIFkUA-FXM/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149137150013106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB35eO7rI/AAAAAAAAAkM/uPIFkUA-FXM/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jamie and Abi, how sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB0DFL_gI/AAAAAAAAAkE/yFOt_-So04Q/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149071009840642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB0DFL_gI/AAAAAAAAAkE/yFOt_-So04Q/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie posing it up before the big hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpBv83zBcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/S82umB3hnOA/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149000623588802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpBv83zBcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/S82umB3hnOA/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really tried my best to get a picture before church and this was the best one.  Sad, I know but getting Sarah to keep her eyes open is harder than it would seem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpBpDZSjCI/AAAAAAAAAj0/0rf2dsokb_Q/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6858645825153627091?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6858645825153627091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6858645825153627091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6858645825153627091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6858645825153627091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SgpB-oJFkdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WJ1CgjoNztk/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4946106021993559089</id><published>2009-04-09T09:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:40:46.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>So I am a little late on some good TV.  I have now seen probably just about every That 70's show episode courtesy of a channel on comcast called the N.  They have marathons of this show pretty much every night.  I love this show, and never watched it when it was on.  And a few weeks ago Jamie and I went to the video store and of course there was nothing there to rent so we decided to rent Lost.  We have totally been hooked.  We watch 2-3 episodes a night.  So far it is really good.  But here is my latest complaint about TV.  I recorded In The Motherhood.  Have any of you watched this?  I thought it looked funny, I missed the first week but recorded the second.  From what I could tell this show is about a mom with a full time nanny and another mom with two spoiled rich kids.  Is this motherhood?  I absolutally love being a mom but was completely disgusted by this show.  Why are such good shows canceled(pushing daisies) and such crap on?  I shouldn't really care so much but since having children Jamie and I do watch more tv because after they go to bed we are stuck at home.  Now sure I know I could be doing something productive, like reading, cleaning, learning something new.  But come on people.  You know me better than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4946106021993559089?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4946106021993559089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4946106021993559089&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4946106021993559089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4946106021993559089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2121636782868097927</id><published>2009-04-03T11:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:30:15.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>Can it be?  My little 5 year old already losing her first tooth?  This past monday, while enjoying a delicious dinner at the chuck a rama Grace said to me that she thought one of her teeth were loose.  I thought uh probably not but said let me check.  Sure enough it was!  Yesterday it came out.  Grace has been SO excited all week that a fairy was going to visit her.  Sure enough the tooth fairy came last night.  Grace said that she will pay her tithing with the money and put the rest in her piggy bank for Disneyland.  She tells us all the time how she is the only kid in her whole pre k class who has not been there.  She is so deprived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the missing tooth! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGzu_LnZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OhVWKAujx0w/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320517864385125778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGzu_LnZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OhVWKAujx0w/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGteik53I/AAAAAAAAAjk/R9TPj08pyzA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320517756890965874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGteik53I/AAAAAAAAAjk/R9TPj08pyzA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another pick showing off the teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGoYV2qgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/sIP3D6Dd8Ck/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320517669327645186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGoYV2qgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/sIP3D6Dd8Ck/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2121636782868097927?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2121636782868097927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2121636782868097927&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2121636782868097927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2121636782868097927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/tooth-fairy.html' title='The Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdZGzu_LnZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/OhVWKAujx0w/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3005031762527930293</id><published>2009-03-30T11:28:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:48:44.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grace!</title><content type='html'>For Grace's birthday we took her and 13 of her closest friends to The Mayan restaurant.  It actually was better than it sounds!  I am finally posting the pictures!  These pictures are in no particular order, so sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Grace opening her presents, surrounded by her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDNkKbtLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Lvj3ug1ZU2M/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319036166481884338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDNkKbtLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Lvj3ug1ZU2M/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Abi just lounging in the high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDIuwZVbI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3vsJyObjBxg/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319036083426121138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDIuwZVbI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3vsJyObjBxg/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace enjoying the show with her friends.  And no, Grace is not turning one.  Jamie did not notice that these hats were for a first birthday until we opened them at the restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDD-Zao5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/IjGBE9F9828/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319036001725358994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDD-Zao5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/IjGBE9F9828/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace would not pose with the diver but did finally pose with the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEC9Y3LPoI/AAAAAAAAAi8/DImK0mOfPYk/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035888570416770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEC9Y3LPoI/AAAAAAAAAi8/DImK0mOfPYk/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace requested a care bear cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEC1jfv1VI/AAAAAAAAAi0/YMtjcWQ0P60/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035753985987922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEC1jfv1VI/AAAAAAAAAi0/YMtjcWQ0P60/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us trying to convince Grace to pose with the diver for a picture.  I wish I would have gotten this on video, but I was trying to get a picture so I wasn't holding the video camera.  Her face stayed just like this for about five minutes while Jamie and I tried to talk her into it.  She said nothing just a little shake of the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECwG1KkhI/AAAAAAAAAis/oEMUmgBO2VE/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035660391846418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECwG1KkhI/AAAAAAAAAis/oEMUmgBO2VE/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abi enjoying some chips, isn't she adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEClIj7kCI/AAAAAAAAAik/GzFIVxVttv4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035471877869602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEClIj7kCI/AAAAAAAAAik/GzFIVxVttv4/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys sat on one side of the table and all the girls on the other.  That is until Grace noticed where her cousin Cameron was sitting.  She then requested to go sit by him.  Cameron is very sweet and nice to everyone so he is used to being people's favorite.  Grace has since commented several times how happy she was that Cameron came to her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECdyp92jI/AAAAAAAAAic/hhAZr25SdnM/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035345738521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECdyp92jI/AAAAAAAAAic/hhAZr25SdnM/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECKaZ_qCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nIQV3N1gicU/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035012811565090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdECKaZ_qCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nIQV3N1gicU/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah giving me her wonderful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEB_-bLcvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_f6i9Ip55jc/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319034833501647602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEB_-bLcvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_f6i9Ip55jc/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the kids watching the show.  At one point one of the divers came right up to the gate and scared most of them half to death.  It was pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEB6O400jI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8i1ce0wrFJM/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319034734841745970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEB6O400jI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8i1ce0wrFJM/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and her wonderful cousin Emily.  Emily drove from Logan for Grace's party.  Grace loves her cousin Emily so much.  It was also very windy, as you can tell from the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEBuA-evxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_pvmTVG-I9Y/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319034524948938514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEBuA-evxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_pvmTVG-I9Y/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry that was a lot of pictures, but it really was fun and Grace had a wonderful time.  Big thanks to Jamie's parents and David and Denae for coming and helping!  We needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3005031762527930293?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3005031762527930293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3005031762527930293&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3005031762527930293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3005031762527930293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-grace.html' title='Happy Birthday Grace!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SdEDNkKbtLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Lvj3ug1ZU2M/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6340213366475248838</id><published>2009-03-05T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:31:09.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The potty training that never ends</title><content type='html'>So I have been potty training Sarah on and off now forever it seems.  It is just not happening.  Part of it I know is my fault.  I have just not had a lot of time for it.  So I am wondering, does it count as potty training if all I'm doing is putting her in underwear?  I try and sit  her on the potty every now and then but really I am just accepting the fact that there will be a lot of accidents.  Can this work?  Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6340213366475248838?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6340213366475248838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6340213366475248838&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6340213366475248838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6340213366475248838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training-that-never-ends.html' title='The potty training that never ends'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2720769941480582241</id><published>2009-02-14T11:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:27:33.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>So on Thursday I came home from work and helped Grace make these.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMym4OplI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yX5aFKWfouw/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302721149821429330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMym4OplI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yX5aFKWfouw/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I went and got Abi out of her bed and found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMu4-ydmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/FSmGQR4jSgw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302721085961303650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMu4-ydmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/FSmGQR4jSgw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMp0Zr7UI/AAAAAAAAAhc/b-2jdIIhn0A/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMksm4OAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Uol_uJsjtbA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2720769941480582241?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2720769941480582241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2720769941480582241&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2720769941480582241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2720769941480582241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcMym4OplI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yX5aFKWfouw/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8456355731658435593</id><published>2009-02-14T11:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:24:38.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this year for the super bowl we made winger's sticky fingers, meat balls, jalapeno popper dip, pigs in a blanket, twice baked potatoes.  Well the list goes on and on.  We didn't really have a ton of people over so it was kind of odd that we had so much food, but that's just how the pruden's roll.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcL7H4ra5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/e5ExgxIDae8/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302720196609010578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcL7H4ra5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/e5ExgxIDae8/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is  a quick picture of some of the spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcL0bNo5qI/AAAAAAAAAhE/GxMRJhrQRYI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcLvOdYsvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wcAX7k7zT5U/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302719992215155442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcLvOdYsvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wcAX7k7zT5U/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my little sweet heart who made the pigs in a blanket all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8456355731658435593?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8456355731658435593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8456355731658435593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8456355731658435593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8456355731658435593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-bowl.html' title='Super bowl'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcL7H4ra5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/e5ExgxIDae8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-736807047999803270</id><published>2009-02-14T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:20:37.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcLUmLADSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VJiIyAB4ssA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302719534724025634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcLUmLADSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VJiIyAB4ssA/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jamie and some of the young men from our ward.  What more can I really say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-736807047999803270?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/736807047999803270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=736807047999803270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/736807047999803270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/736807047999803270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SZcLUmLADSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VJiIyAB4ssA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2740918690257247662</id><published>2009-01-23T11:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:55:39.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>So I do enjoy this time of year.  A time for reflection, to think about what I can do better.  The only prob lem is I never take the time to do this!  Whenever I get a minute to myself I usually try and sleep.  So I am trying to take a minute and think of 5 things to focus on for this year.&lt;br /&gt;1.  The never ending goal of getting in shape.  I started going to the gym this week and already feel better about myself.  I hope I can continue this.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Be better with my money.  I kind of like to just spend whatever money I have.  With the economy in the state that it's in, it has made me think that I should really try and be better at not doing this.&lt;br /&gt;3.  What's that saying "Don't sweat the small stuff?"  This is one of my goals for 2009.  Sometimes I tend to get a little worked up over things that don't really matter.  I think my children usually get the worst of this.  I am going to try to remember that there are only a few things worth getting worked up at.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Read my scriptures and write in a journal.  I don't know what has happened to me, I have been horrible at reading my scriptures and have not written in a journal since I got married.  YIKES!  This must change.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Think more of others.  I have a tendency to get very wrapped up in my own life.  Sometimes though I will have a thought of something I should do for someone, and then usually just don't get around to it.  So I am going to try and have more of these thoughts for what I can do for others, and when I have them, DO THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I obviously have more things to work on than just these five, but this is where I will start.  Do you have any resolutions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2740918690257247662?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2740918690257247662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2740918690257247662&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2740918690257247662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2740918690257247662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-816045460758061916</id><published>2009-01-12T10:13:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:22:23.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me some SUGAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were lucky enough to go see the Utes dominate Alabama in the Sugar bowl.  It was the first time Jamie and I had ever been to New Orleans and it really was such a fun trip.  We spent a lot of time in the french quarter, ate amazing food, visited a plantation, walked along the river walk, enjoyed famous beignets, watched many street performers, and saw great local art work.  Not to mention the great football game we watched!  I was not very good at taking pictures, but here are a few.  We took Abi but left Grace and Sarah with my mom for part of the time and with their cousins for the rest.  Big thanks to David and Denae for taking care of 5 kids under the age of 5!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6ztfsAtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6UoQnGwm2Oc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290457216081199826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6ztfsAtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6UoQnGwm2Oc/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where Abi spent most of her trip.  In the stroller.  She did so well, I really couldn't have asked for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6rcV9GrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Nl14nqaIQxU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290457074038020786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6rcV9GrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Nl14nqaIQxU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are outside the plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6jfUSI_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/XlsVRRgRBD8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290456937397363698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6jfUSI_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/XlsVRRgRBD8/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Abi enjoyed the game.  They gave out these pom poms and Abi was very appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6fMvobMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/w9I4OWyN54k/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290456863692319938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6fMvobMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/w9I4OWyN54k/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are with Jamie's parents.  See Abi is still enjoying the pom pom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6XVL-_8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/WXVG7yi19Vw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290456728519770050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6XVL-_8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/WXVG7yi19Vw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here Jamie and I are at the pep rally.  It was really fun, and packed full of utah fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-816045460758061916?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/816045460758061916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=816045460758061916&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/816045460758061916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/816045460758061916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-me-some-sugar.html' title='Give me some SUGAR!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt6ztfsAtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6UoQnGwm2Oc/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2292412423463328284</id><published>2009-01-12T09:54:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:13:01.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a very good Christmas this year. Every year brings new things with these little ones. Last year was the really the first year Grace got the whole Santa idea. That was so much fun. This year she really got the purpose for giving. Each year we have our kids pick out their own presents for Jamie and I, their grandparents, and their siblings and cousins. This is more for my sake than anything, but here is what the girls picked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandma Stewart- cookie cutters. this was cute because the girls love to make cookies with grandma stewart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandpa Stewart- a new drink mug. Ever since I can remember my dad has carried around diet soda in a big mug. When Grace saw one of these at the store she knew her grandpa would like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandma Pruden- a shiny purple more traditional mug. Grace and Sarah know that their grandma pruden shares their love of the color purple and knew she would love this gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandpa Pruden- a superman foot mat for his car. Awhile ago at some festivle grandpa had his bald head painted with the superman logo. Grace remembering this knew this was the perfect gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jamie- Sarah got Jamie a blanket. This is Sarah's most important possesion, so naturally she wanted to give Jamie the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grace got Jamie a tie for his "bishopricing" as she says. She knows how important it is for her dad to spend time at the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brittany- Sarah got me some pink shoes, and Grace got me a new coat. I think what I take from this is that even my children are noticing that I desperately need some new clothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grace got Sarah a barbie to take in the bathtub because Sarah has been jealous of Grace's for quite some time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sarah got Grace some little tiger toys because she knows how much Grace likes to have animal toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry that was a bit long. But that truly was the best part of my Christmas. Seeing my girls be so excited to GIVE their presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are a few pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2kSNLNKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/prpeqbpQD4k/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290452553011246242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2kSNLNKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/prpeqbpQD4k/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Sarah and I during some present opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2SNigmRI/AAAAAAAAAes/Nz_CzEeaE80/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290452242520906002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2SNigmRI/AAAAAAAAAes/Nz_CzEeaE80/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this picture of Jamie and Abi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2HgEf7VI/AAAAAAAAAek/rmLp21VwqkA/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290452058516745554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2HgEf7VI/AAAAAAAAAek/rmLp21VwqkA/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is how Abi enjoyed her Christmas, by eating things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt1-lgabEI/AAAAAAAAAec/PN__2NRWMFk/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290451905357179970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt1-lgabEI/AAAAAAAAAec/PN__2NRWMFk/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve in their Christmas pj's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2292412423463328284?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2292412423463328284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2292412423463328284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2292412423463328284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2292412423463328284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas recap'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SWt2kSNLNKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/prpeqbpQD4k/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6660346028403901011</id><published>2008-12-17T21:00:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:17:41.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stewart Family Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year when I was growing up I couldn't wait to go to my Grandma Norma's house and tell Santa what I wanted.  Now we have this party at my Mom's and let's just say the family has grown!  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNkZJhnII/AAAAAAAAAeU/HG-0F4kbxkQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280978063178439810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNkZJhnII/AAAAAAAAAeU/HG-0F4kbxkQ/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace lovin Santa.  Santa came and Grace was standing right next to him and made sure she was the first one to sit on his lap.  I barely got close enough to take any pictures!  Grace asked Santa for a Tinker Bell doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNWuhoBnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yrimhMnYT04/s1600-h/3xmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977828398499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNWuhoBnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yrimhMnYT04/s320/3xmas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah at least walked up to Santa.  Grace was, of course, all about helping her.  Sarah asked for a Diego toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNHEU40nI/AAAAAAAAAeE/YemyKZ5M3_A/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977559372747378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNHEU40nI/AAAAAAAAAeE/YemyKZ5M3_A/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi, well just being Abi.  Who really know what Abi wants for Christmas!  Hopefully Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnM-6yZdjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aH_3Ai2naek/s1600-h/5xmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977419373213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnM-6yZdjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aH_3Ai2naek/s320/5xmas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A family picture.  Can you believe it?  We never have any of these.  Some of you are probably even wondering what Jamie and I look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnM1coqkRI/AAAAAAAAAd0/83K2YURnmgM/s1600-h/4xmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977256660504850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnM1coqkRI/AAAAAAAAAd0/83K2YURnmgM/s320/4xmas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the face I get from Sarah.  At least in this one her eyes are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnMvrsAF5I/AAAAAAAAAds/00IThyCG1Tw/s1600-h/8xmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977157621815186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnMvrsAF5I/AAAAAAAAAds/00IThyCG1Tw/s320/8xmas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnMo7SosDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/hU0EgPU_swE/s1600-h/1xmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280977041551306802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnMo7SosDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/hU0EgPU_swE/s320/1xmas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when Grace declared that Sarah is getting too big for her to really do this anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks mom for a great party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6660346028403901011?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6660346028403901011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6660346028403901011&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6660346028403901011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6660346028403901011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/stewart-family-christmas-party.html' title='Stewart Family Christmas Party'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnNkZJhnII/AAAAAAAAAeU/HG-0F4kbxkQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1883575182041045423</id><published>2008-12-17T20:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:00:36.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall Santa</title><content type='html'>The last few years we have gone to the mall to see Santa with my siblings and their kids.  We ate at the food court and then saw Santa.  He had a little bit of a lazy eye, but other than that he was great!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnKl9MhqHI/AAAAAAAAAdc/5NTZA_4_z78/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280974791499688050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnKl9MhqHI/AAAAAAAAAdc/5NTZA_4_z78/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnKcXNhqkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qGQr9fqaNUQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280974626684512834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnKcXNhqkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qGQr9fqaNUQ/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No picture of Sarah with Santa because she would not go near him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1883575182041045423?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1883575182041045423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1883575182041045423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1883575182041045423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1883575182041045423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/mall-santa.html' title='Mall Santa'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUnKl9MhqHI/AAAAAAAAAdc/5NTZA_4_z78/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1269277007314326071</id><published>2008-12-11T10:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:58:15.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0VJaM3mm5Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0VJaM3mm5Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I forgot a number 6 on my tag, so here it is.  I absolutally love this Budweiser commercials that I hear on the radio.  I drive a lot for my work and whenever I hear one, even if I have heard it before I just crack up even though I am in the car all by myself.  I am not smart enough to put this up on my blog so just click on the link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1269277007314326071?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1269277007314326071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1269277007314326071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1269277007314326071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1269277007314326071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/number-6.html' title='Number 6'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1440769600051701555</id><published>2008-12-10T15:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:47:29.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>So I was tagged awhile ago to do this tag and never got around to it, sorry Jenny!  And now my sister has tagged me to do it so I guess I really should.  I am just really not that interesting but here it goes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Link to the person who tagged you (&lt;a href="http://rushingreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rushingreview.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;*Post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;*Write six random things/unspectacular quirks about yourself&lt;br /&gt;* Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them&lt;br /&gt;* Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog&lt;br /&gt;* Let the tagger know when your entry is posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am copying my sister Heidi on this first one.  I am also a picker.  I love to pick scabs and pop pimples.  Things of that nature.  Jamie is always very nice and when he has something good to pop he lets me do it!  Is that too much info?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I will sing and dance in my car like there is no tomorrow.  I love it.  My girls now do the same.  It is hilarious.  They love bands like Weezer, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, and Jewel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I don't like medication.  Weird huh cause I'm a nurse.  I don't like to take any medication unless absolutally necessary.  I just don't like the way it makes me feel and I feel like my body will somehow be stronger from fighting disease all on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am very easy to fool because I will believe anything.  I always figure why would someone be lying to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  It drives me crazy when lights are left on in the house.  Thanks Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to tag anyone in particular, but if any of you reading this would like to post the same on yours I would love to read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1440769600051701555?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1440769600051701555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1440769600051701555&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1440769600051701555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1440769600051701555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-665257191670001395</id><published>2008-12-10T15:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:34:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi 6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUBDQgrcpMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3r1Rl47gGdU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278292714207356098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUBDQgrcpMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3r1Rl47gGdU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our sweet little Abi is now 6 months old!  I can hardly believe it, and I still have so much baby weight to lose.  Is it still considered baby weight when the kid is 6 months old?  Hopefully!  Anyway, here is how big she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16.2 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;head was 16 1/2 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was 50% on pretty much everything.  Which is weird because Grace and Sarah have always had really big heads, so I have just been waiting for Abi's to be really big.  But so far not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-665257191670001395?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/665257191670001395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=665257191670001395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/665257191670001395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/665257191670001395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/abi-6-months.html' title='Abi 6 months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SUBDQgrcpMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3r1Rl47gGdU/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3099929213623095602</id><published>2008-12-08T14:03:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:19:31.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So this last weekend Jamie and I had a little get a way to Logan for Noah's blessing.  Noah is Jamie's brother's little boy.  It was such a nice blessinbg and we had such a nice time!  Here are some pics.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2N4-gAOwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gM8ZBIDAIy8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277530348337511170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2N4-gAOwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gM8ZBIDAIy8/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Abi with Noah.  Abi is about 4 months older than Noah, but they are not far apart in size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2NPU2PlfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oDscam9ZTok/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277529632781866482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2NPU2PlfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oDscam9ZTok/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the boys who participated in the blessing.  No, my husband is not inactive.  Just not a fan of staying dressed up for long, or at all for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2NASmB4EI/AAAAAAAAAc0/uwck1Atqq8Y/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277529374478950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2NASmB4EI/AAAAAAAAAc0/uwck1Atqq8Y/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah and Rachel at a festival we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MzMqabJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OWpBN3idTVs/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277529149548424338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MzMqabJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OWpBN3idTVs/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace on an old fashioned swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2Ms_xvQwI/AAAAAAAAAck/-1r4SJnCn0I/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277529043010274050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2Ms_xvQwI/AAAAAAAAAck/-1r4SJnCn0I/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi enjoying the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MmfpO6sI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7XO0wdxp78w/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528931305450178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MmfpO6sI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7XO0wdxp78w/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and Sarah in this cute old farm house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MhcTbb9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/-lsPZdAe2Lg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528844509343698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MhcTbb9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/-lsPZdAe2Lg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace and Emily enjoying the farm house as well.  When we were leaving they both announced that they wanted to be pioneers.  However, I don't think it would be as fun as they are invisioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MbhnOl6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uPEah3_iVcw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528742855350178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MbhnOl6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uPEah3_iVcw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the reason this weekend was so great!  Big thanks to grandma who came and basically watched our children the whole weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MWSim9DI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mMKz1t5nf9Y/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528652910097458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MWSim9DI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mMKz1t5nf9Y/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah and her cookie, which she later ate by just licking the frosting and chocolate chips, YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MQUruw1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_0Hb45gzXG8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528550406013778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MQUruw1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_0Hb45gzXG8/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace showing off her cookie as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MKVSPKiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xhBoWu71Pd0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528447488305698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2MKVSPKiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xhBoWu71Pd0/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace being Santa's little helper by helping to sand the toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3099929213623095602?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3099929213623095602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3099929213623095602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3099929213623095602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3099929213623095602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/noahs-blessing.html' title='Noah&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2N4-gAOwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gM8ZBIDAIy8/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-5484699847361871126</id><published>2008-12-08T13:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:18:50.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Men</title><content type='html'>Grace had her Christmas dance recital.  They were gingerbreadmen.  She loved it.  We surprised her with flowers, which made her night. If any of you know Grace very well, you know she loves flowers.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2A223zZTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ar-uvyTDktQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277516018278950194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2A223zZTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ar-uvyTDktQ/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2AsEKtOGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/6mATuROOAA8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277515832869337186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2AsEKtOGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/6mATuROOAA8/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2Ahxu03VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/pa3AZNm94pg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277515656121867602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2Ahxu03VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/pa3AZNm94pg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-5484699847361871126?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5484699847361871126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=5484699847361871126&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5484699847361871126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5484699847361871126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/gingerbread-men.html' title='Gingerbread Men'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/ST2A223zZTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ar-uvyTDktQ/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-9138002034776164184</id><published>2008-12-02T09:07:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:23:50.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving.  Jamie has declared this his favorite holiday.  He said what could be better than getting up playing football eating a big lunch with one family, then eating a big dinner with another. Pie, and games later that night!  It was a very fun day, and while sometimes it can be hard to go from place to place I am so grateful to have both of our families close! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVd6H6MGyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GSLSRJ-0gDI/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225791671311138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVd6H6MGyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GSLSRJ-0gDI/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of my parents and all of the grandchildren that were there.  And no, Heather and I did not dress Morgan and Grace like that to begin with, by this point they had already gotten into the dress ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdzr3vgAI/AAAAAAAAAas/q2VRW9rpX0E/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225681065639938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdzr3vgAI/AAAAAAAAAas/q2VRW9rpX0E/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace and Sarah with their cousins Emily and Rachel.  These girls are such good friends.  Emily and Grace are 3 weeks apart and Rachel and Sarah just 3 months.  They have so much fun together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVduEaDPkI/AAAAAAAAAak/sLC9kXJPwkQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225584572776002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVduEaDPkI/AAAAAAAAAak/sLC9kXJPwkQ/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the spread at the Pruden household.  There may have only been 6 adults attending this dinner, but yes there are 2 turkeys.  One was a smoked turkey and I must say it was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdmSV5XuI/AAAAAAAAAac/6l5FPa3o8_g/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225450874494690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdmSV5XuI/AAAAAAAAAac/6l5FPa3o8_g/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jamie helping with the final preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdgiFe_TI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gDoLyHFKPZk/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225352021409074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdgiFe_TI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gDoLyHFKPZk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the smile I get from Sarah lately.  Hard to get a picture with the eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdax-DqNI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6ORKLvmep4k/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225253206010066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVdax-DqNI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6ORKLvmep4k/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi showing how much she enjoyed her sweet potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-9138002034776164184?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9138002034776164184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=9138002034776164184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/9138002034776164184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/9138002034776164184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/STVd6H6MGyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GSLSRJ-0gDI/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7005043636726229013</id><published>2008-11-27T09:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:49:05.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassing</title><content type='html'>So I am already getting that "Oh mom!"  With the rolling of the eyes look from Grace, my 4 year old.  Yesterday in the car she was looking a little sad in the back seat so I turned the music up and started dancing to the music and said come on Gracie dance with me!  I'm sure I looked really cool, not lame.  But yet she gave me this look, but she couldn't keep with it for long.  She broke out into a laugh and then was just looking at me like I was crazy.  That look I can handle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7005043636726229013?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7005043636726229013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7005043636726229013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7005043636726229013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7005043636726229013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/embarrassing.html' title='Embarrassing'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1643377608140639865</id><published>2008-11-18T09:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:50:31.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>No I am not pregnant or anything like that.  I just wanted to give you all an update on how my first sacrament meeting alone went.  No I am also not getting divorced.  My husband has a new calling in our ward, he is in the bishopric.  Which means he sits up on the stand.  I have 3 children under the age of 4.  I was hoping that my children would be perfect and that would be my blessing for allowing my husband to serve.  They were not.  They were not bad, but not perfect like I was hoping.  However, I was blessed with patience.  Which is something that I lack so much!  I was very thankful for that.  I was also blessed with so many people at our church offering to help.  It is nice to feel loved.  I truly do, and I know that my children do too.  Thank you to everyone for your friendship and help through this time while I figure out what to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1643377608140639865?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1643377608140639865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1643377608140639865&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1643377608140639865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1643377608140639865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3834586246912002859</id><published>2008-11-10T12:56:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:10:07.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in November</title><content type='html'>Where do you camping in November?  Well we went to St. George.  It was surprisingly warm enough.  I have been bugging Jamie to go camping all summer.  He goes all the time with the Young Men in our church for his calling there, but we never get to go!  Since Abi was born in June, it has just not happened.  So anyway, we finally made it.  We went to Snow Canyon in St. George.  We will definitely have to go back, it was so beautiful.  Don't you just love Utah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Grace posing pre-hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiT1hUAwVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lSAwhU7IRdw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267122311894450514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiT1hUAwVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lSAwhU7IRdw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the reason we could not get a picture of these girls all together, way too distracted by the pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTQy81OpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UNuM029a9PA/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267121680973904530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTQy81OpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UNuM029a9PA/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture I am talking about, way too much distratction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTKx2qkCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/GaDn8YMBxtM/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267121577600389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTKx2qkCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/GaDn8YMBxtM/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Emily and Grace, they are truly such good friends, it is so neat to watch them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTAF-Z1pI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hp_GSi-IIBY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267121394022995602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiTAF-Z1pI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hp_GSi-IIBY/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Sarah and Rachel.  The hike was a little rocky, but they did surprisingly well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiS4ZcbVSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WsCkWYtO41A/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267121261810242850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiS4ZcbVSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WsCkWYtO41A/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is just a sweet picture of my sweet Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSvgupmVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/n2FwIWvD5UQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267121109146900818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSvgupmVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/n2FwIWvD5UQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another cousin picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSk12xrnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LJcHTD8y9fQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267120925839568498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSk12xrnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LJcHTD8y9fQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jamie and Abi ready for the hike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSaKJegDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uziw_nZX46E/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267120742308151346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiSaKJegDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uziw_nZX46E/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3834586246912002859?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3834586246912002859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3834586246912002859&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3834586246912002859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3834586246912002859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/camping-in-november.html' title='Camping in November'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SRiT1hUAwVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lSAwhU7IRdw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-9169009026980755403</id><published>2008-11-01T10:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:39:56.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>The girls started off their Halloween by making popcorn balls with their grandma. They loved it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEdeD1lWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/D9ccekZAYsI/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727706309498210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEdeD1lWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/D9ccekZAYsI/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is all 3 girls before going trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEVnYd7jI/AAAAAAAAAY8/mtar9B0mMtc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727571372994098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEVnYd7jI/AAAAAAAAAY8/mtar9B0mMtc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Abi on Halloween. She had a last minute costume change. She was a dog, but she hated that costume because it covered her face really weird, so luckily I had this lion one laying around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEGP7k0nI/AAAAAAAAAY0/O-pLCBW19uY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727307379757682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEGP7k0nI/AAAAAAAAAY0/O-pLCBW19uY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best part of Sarah's costume, and I'm afraid this picture doesn't do it justice. We didn't even notice the padding in this costume until she tried it on. It was so hilarious to watch her walk around in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEAjzXBZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/02FwJt-UCA0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727209634792850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEAjzXBZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/02FwJt-UCA0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah. She loves elephants, so it was only appropriate that she was one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyD8NJGcDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/cfHNS-b-vgQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727134832488498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyD8NJGcDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/cfHNS-b-vgQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace. I loved this costume. Grace had requested to be a pink flower. Which amazingly enough I could not find one anywhere! So I did find this one and she thought that it would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyDyGS4f5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/H0QsslMp7nc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263726961195777938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyDyGS4f5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/H0QsslMp7nc/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all it was a very fun Halloween. It is so rewarding to have children. This was the first year that Grace and Sarah both really enjoyed trick or treating. It was so fun to watch Sarah follow her big sister around, like she so often does, and talk about all the fun they were having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-9169009026980755403?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9169009026980755403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=9169009026980755403&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/9169009026980755403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/9169009026980755403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQyEdeD1lWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/D9ccekZAYsI/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3970601968275319517</id><published>2008-10-31T11:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:40:50.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Halloween fun</title><content type='html'>This is a picture of something that we see at our house a lot.  Sarah in Abi's face talking baby talk, and surprisingly enough Abi loving every minute of it.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtClXmgFZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/5oaE7eVVPm8/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373799270651282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtClXmgFZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/5oaE7eVVPm8/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Grace and Sarah modeling their costumes, the best part of Sarah's costume is the padded butt.  I will get a picture of that tonight and post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtCHTRUyyI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nHgtosI9qm4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373282712013602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtCHTRUyyI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nHgtosI9qm4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace's cute pre-school class.  Grace did not hesitate to just pose right herself right down in front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtB76or7VI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tBDhbUH_n7g/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373087120551250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtB76or7VI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tBDhbUH_n7g/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3970601968275319517?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3970601968275319517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3970601968275319517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3970601968275319517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3970601968275319517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-halloween-fun.html' title='Pre-Halloween fun'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtClXmgFZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/5oaE7eVVPm8/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8904111833743222092</id><published>2008-10-31T11:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:34:48.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi 4 month</title><content type='html'>This is not a picture of Abi at 4 months, but it is a cute picture of my cute mom with my chubby Abi.  I have been meaning to post what Abi's stats were at her 4 month.&lt;br /&gt;               Height: 25&lt;br /&gt;               Weight: 14.8&lt;br /&gt;               Head:  40 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtBQWWMJtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NQoEYyCIVME/s1600-h/353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372338644920018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtBQWWMJtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NQoEYyCIVME/s320/353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8904111833743222092?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8904111833743222092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8904111833743222092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8904111833743222092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8904111833743222092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/abi-4-month.html' title='Abi 4 month'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SQtBQWWMJtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NQoEYyCIVME/s72-c/353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8336761799336116990</id><published>2008-10-28T13:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:28:15.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>So I think what I really meant in my facebook profile when I said that I was interested in friendship was that I was interested in connecting with people I was already friends with.  Anyone else feel the same way?  I have now received several friend invitations from men in Guadalajara, Israel, and right here in Salt Lake City.  Am I paranoid or is that weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8336761799336116990?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8336761799336116990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8336761799336116990&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8336761799336116990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8336761799336116990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3879984339779209777</id><published>2008-10-12T13:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:20:22.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Santa lives at the North Pole. However there isn't a pool there it is just called the "North Pool."  This is what I heard Grace tell Sarah in the car today on our way to church.  It snowed last night so Grace thinks it will be Chirstmas any day now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3879984339779209777?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3879984339779209777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3879984339779209777&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3879984339779209777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3879984339779209777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-956566061989145233</id><published>2008-10-03T09:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:32:34.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Show and Tell</title><content type='html'>Each week at Grace's school they study a letter.  This week it was the letter N.  So at the end of the week they take a show and tell that starts with that letter.  So I asked Grace what she wanted to take for show and tell this week.  She sat for a minute and then said, "I know mom, I'll take you because you're a nurse!"  I thought this was so cute.  So yesterday I got to go to school with Grace.  I dressed in my scrubs and got to tell the kids about being a nurse.  Grace was so excited and I was so happy to go with her.  I thin it is these moments that you remember forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-956566061989145233?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/956566061989145233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=956566061989145233&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/956566061989145233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/956566061989145233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-and-tell.html' title='Show and Tell'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1990377211659219265</id><published>2008-09-23T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:38:21.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tar Baby</title><content type='html'>So I completely forgot to blog about one of the funniest/sadest parts of our trip.  The first morning we were there Jamie decided to take Grace and Sarah to see the pool while I finished getting ready.  Just about two minutes after they left I could hear Sarah crying outside the door, so I opened it to find Jamie carrying her by her arms and she was covered in some mysterious substance.  Tar, yes they were re surfacing the parking lot and when they went to go see the pool Jamie said ok, everyone make sure to stay on the sidewalk.  This to a two year old of course means step into the street.  Which she did, and since she is two she is not very coordinated so of course she fell face first into this newly finished parking lot.  I so wished I had my camera but it was in the car.  We hurry and stuck her in the tub and had to scrub her down.  It came off luckily, but the poor thing had these red splotches all over her face for a few days.  This picture was taken in the car after we got her cleaned up.  If you look closely you can see the red spots.  Poor thing!  It is such a sad story, but it really was quite funny looking back.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNm0txJigbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/apod2UAFClE/s1600-h/362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249425539057484210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNm0txJigbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/apod2UAFClE/s320/362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1990377211659219265?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1990377211659219265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1990377211659219265&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1990377211659219265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1990377211659219265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/tar-baby.html' title='Tar Baby'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNm0txJigbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/apod2UAFClE/s72-c/362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8424310479066338652</id><published>2008-09-22T11:44:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:04:33.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Springs</title><content type='html'>We just got back from Colorado Springs, it was so much fun.  Here are some of the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is all of us at the Utah vs. Air Force game.  It was so neat to go to a game there, I left feeling very patriotic, how can you not?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdYkvmZZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sCSb-MNO--Q/s1600-h/449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248907304973526418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdYkvmZZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sCSb-MNO--Q/s320/449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abi enjoying her trip to the zoo.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdOhpnyRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WK0m-p7nE1I/s1600-h/446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248907132344453394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdOhpnyRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WK0m-p7nE1I/s320/446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace feeding a bird.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdDXBYyKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/P3Gfr8VbHL0/s1600-h/438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248906940512782498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdDXBYyKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/P3Gfr8VbHL0/s320/438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah feeding the Giraffe.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfc3ijA11I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Orkk2kipLV0/s1600-h/423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248906737448179538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfc3ijA11I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Orkk2kipLV0/s320/423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace being swollowed by a fish!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcptm0p4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/w7LccjsD5fU/s1600-h/414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248906499898779522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcptm0p4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/w7LccjsD5fU/s320/414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch out fellow shoppers, Sarah means business!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcbhzye2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/g79E3M7D6SM/s1600-h/403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248906256213769058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcbhzye2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/g79E3M7D6SM/s320/403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah driving the fire engine.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcNOFdXLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Vhdx9N-hOFs/s1600-h/399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248906010401004722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfcNOFdXLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Vhdx9N-hOFs/s320/399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All three girls outside the Aquarium.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfb9C2uQOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CpLI02jdFBs/s1600-h/393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248905732508500194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfb9C2uQOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CpLI02jdFBs/s320/393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace outside of the Aquarium.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfbpVG-dVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/c_34m7ozPDI/s1600-h/390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248905393811125586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfbpVG-dVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/c_34m7ozPDI/s320/390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had lunch with one of Jamie's YM who is now on a mission in Colorado Springs.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfbUHHQmtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RBn-os6S0-o/s1600-h/385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248905029276965586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfbUHHQmtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RBn-os6S0-o/s320/385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Grace and Sarah at the Garden of the Gods.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfavDhrlyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/kP1S8m2rflg/s1600-h/370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248904392658884386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfavDhrlyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/kP1S8m2rflg/s320/370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So good to have some family togetherness. Our kids are getting so big I can hardly believe it.  I don't realize that it's weird for my to have 3 kids and the oldest be only 4, but apparantely that is kind of weird outside of Utah.  We got some looks from people like oh my goodness what are those people doing. Kind of funny the difference from state to state.  Here we are pretty much the norm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8424310479066338652?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8424310479066338652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8424310479066338652&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8424310479066338652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8424310479066338652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/colorado-springs.html' title='Colorado Springs'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfdYkvmZZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sCSb-MNO--Q/s72-c/449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1115717558552169294</id><published>2008-09-14T15:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:30:09.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Beverages</title><content type='html'>For my birthday Jamie took me to a G. Love &amp;amp; Special Sauce concert at Red Butte. It was so fun, I didn't take any pictures because I'm cool like that but I just wanted to give a little shout out to my girlfriends from high school and let you all know that I was thinking of all of you during this one. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUH4zPdpbug"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUH4zPdpbug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1115717558552169294?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1115717558552169294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1115717558552169294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1115717558552169294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1115717558552169294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/cold-beverages.html' title='Cold Beverages'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3957478348112265785</id><published>2008-09-03T13:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:58:34.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Grace had her first day of pre-school.  She was so excited, and I was so excited for her!  She has lots of friends in the neighborhood who are in her class so she was excited about that.  It is also just across the street, so that is nice for me!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SL7rYycMqpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AysKvqM8qkU/s1600-h/school+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241885827395267218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SL7rYycMqpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AysKvqM8qkU/s320/school+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace of course posed herself for this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SL7rTWjjL8I/AAAAAAAAAUs/nMZ93ja4o1M/s1600-h/pre-school+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241885734010564546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SL7rTWjjL8I/AAAAAAAAAUs/nMZ93ja4o1M/s320/pre-school+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to yell to Grace to stop running into the school at least long enough to get this picture.  Some kids cry and hold onto their mom, not Grace.  She was so excited!  She has seemed so big to me lately and this just makes her seem that much older!   I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3957478348112265785?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3957478348112265785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3957478348112265785&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3957478348112265785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3957478348112265785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of school!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SL7rYycMqpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AysKvqM8qkU/s72-c/school+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1929589922231067417</id><published>2008-08-28T13:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:19:01.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>We got a new computer so I am in the process of loading software to get my pictures on the  computer, so I have not been blogging lately.  But I wanted to just do a quick post of what Grace said to Sarah this morning.  They were playing with ponies and Grace for some reason felt that it was important to tell Sarah that Jesus was born on this world just like them, and then she said you know that we are born as Nephi of ord.  They are learning that song in primary and it just cracked me up that she said ord instead of old.  You gotta love those little ones, constant entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1929589922231067417?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1929589922231067417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1929589922231067417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1929589922231067417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1929589922231067417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2966932041221455051</id><published>2008-08-08T09:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:48:45.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi 2 month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJxpVSbx9xI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wcyuVn3YvHE/s1600-h/abi+2+mo..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232172681544202002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJxpVSbx9xI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wcyuVn3YvHE/s320/abi+2+mo..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh our sweet little baby Abi, I can't believe she is two months old already!  Abi is honestly such a good baby.  She is so patient and loving.  She has now started cooing and smiling which just melts my heart, of course.  Here are her stats from the Dr.'s visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight  11 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height 23 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head 38 1/2 cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2966932041221455051?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2966932041221455051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2966932041221455051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2966932041221455051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2966932041221455051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/abi-2-month.html' title='Abi 2 month'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJxpVSbx9xI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wcyuVn3YvHE/s72-c/abi+2+mo..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8534060224466560167</id><published>2008-08-06T10:57:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:06:29.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday we had Abi's blessing.  It was really good, we did something really simple at our house after which made it that much more enjoyable for us!  Thanks to everyone who helped!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZgGzcRkI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NcytH450r4U/s1600-h/dad+and+abi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231451587772958274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZgGzcRkI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NcytH450r4U/s320/dad+and+abi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie with baby Abi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZS-SnP8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/25e0CD1GFko/s1600-h/abi"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231451362149482434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZS-SnP8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/25e0CD1GFko/s320/abi%27s+blessing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie and I with Abi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZNnulGuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/G9gSM5lYHr0/s1600-h/IMG_1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnY8r3LgKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/trgOmtLMk1U/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450979245457570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnY8r3LgKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/trgOmtLMk1U/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Abi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnYtRSeoAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Uj7gzntr3q8/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450714414161922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnYtRSeoAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Uj7gzntr3q8/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Sarah with their cousin Mia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnYdOtz1EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/QG0wWoJzM2I/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450438845584450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnYdOtz1EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/QG0wWoJzM2I/s320/IMG_1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this picture of Abi smiling up at her Grandpa Pruden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8534060224466560167?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8534060224466560167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8534060224466560167&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8534060224466560167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8534060224466560167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/abis-blessing.html' title='Abi&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJnZgGzcRkI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NcytH450r4U/s72-c/dad+and+abi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3519394888679525948</id><published>2008-07-31T15:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:31:22.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisements</title><content type='html'>Any of you with children out there, do your children pay special attention to commercials?  Grace hardly ever watches commercials because she mostly watched kid shows from our On Demand feature with Comcast.  However, I have recorded some movies from TV that she will watch.  Today alone she told me that she wanted to buy Jamie Rogain for his birthday, she thinks she needs Ambien because she has a hard time sleeping at night, and she wants to buy some sort of berry water the next time we go to the grocery store.  Also the last time we went to Costco she started telling me all about Oxi Clean and how it can get any stain out of clothes, carpet or even your car!  I felt a little like I was listening to an infomercial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3519394888679525948?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3519394888679525948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3519394888679525948&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3519394888679525948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3519394888679525948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/advertisements.html' title='Advertisements'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4697071387650664374</id><published>2008-07-31T15:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:27:49.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Culture</title><content type='html'>So I have started going to the gym this week.  I am proud of myself because I have been everyday so far.  I just have to comment on Gym Culture.  It is so entertaining to me.  Where do these people exist outside of the gym?  I never see them anywhere else.  I didn't know where my ear phones where to my ipod on Monday, but turns out I didn't really need them because the people there entertained me plenty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4697071387650664374?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4697071387650664374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4697071387650664374&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4697071387650664374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4697071387650664374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/gym-culture.html' title='Gym Culture'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7306599237606716649</id><published>2008-07-31T15:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:25:48.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st REAL haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ongoing problem of Grace's hair.  Grace is now 4 1/2 and yes we are still trying to get her some hair!  I have left it long in the back lately so I could put it up in pony tails and pig tails.  However, Grace has decided that hurts her head so she pulls them out and her was just looking crazy all of the time.  So I talked her into a hair cut.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItWjry97I/AAAAAAAAAO4/toLZeNOPW5c/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229291982889875378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItWjry97I/AAAAAAAAAO4/toLZeNOPW5c/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItQGd_ouI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MrZE5_Wu5wo/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229291871968142050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItQGd_ouI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MrZE5_Wu5wo/s320/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItFnNjLVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zecnDuXlokA/s1600-h/IMG_1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229291691778977106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItFnNjLVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zecnDuXlokA/s320/IMG_1844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not a lot of hair in the front, but hey maybe someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7306599237606716649?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7306599237606716649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7306599237606716649&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7306599237606716649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7306599237606716649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/1st-real-haircut.html' title='1st REAL haircut'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJItWjry97I/AAAAAAAAAO4/toLZeNOPW5c/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4295715010492965433</id><published>2008-07-31T15:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:21:34.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing what you're not supposed to</title><content type='html'>Grace never did this, but I think it is very common.  Sarah attempted to put mascara on.  I just love the look on her face when she came out into the kitchen.  It's amazing how kids know when they have done something they shouldn't.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIsm53txjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_LBmfl0PNvM/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229291164211725874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIsm53txjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_LBmfl0PNvM/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4295715010492965433?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4295715010492965433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4295715010492965433&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4295715010492965433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4295715010492965433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/doing-what-youre-not-supposed-to.html' title='Doing what you&apos;re not supposed to'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIsm53txjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_LBmfl0PNvM/s72-c/IMG_1837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1202430507717278189</id><published>2008-07-31T15:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:18:00.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIr9iC3OQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/PzwpKbxyGC4/s1600-h/IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229290453441394946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIr9iC3OQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/PzwpKbxyGC4/s320/IMG_1824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIr3iJqm5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/agBmVrCktIo/s1600-h/IMG_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229290350390713234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIr3iJqm5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/agBmVrCktIo/s320/IMG_1825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIrxiLp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dL_r-FNYpAI/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229290247319839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIrxiLp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dL_r-FNYpAI/s320/IMG_1834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1202430507717278189?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1202430507717278189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1202430507717278189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1202430507717278189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1202430507717278189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-24th.html' title='Happy 24th'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SJIr9iC3OQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/PzwpKbxyGC4/s72-c/IMG_1824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1800674969532152483</id><published>2008-07-18T13:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:20:45.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pig Tails</title><content type='html'>Well today was a big day for my little Sarah.  It is her first day having pig tails.  I haven't tried them yet, because she still doesn't really have hair on top or up front, but hey either does Grace so I thought that we should try and I think they look adorable!  She looks so grown up, I can't believe it!  Grace of course then had to get in on the action too, so they both have pig tails today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDspvS8PAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6hM3GSNMeJA/s1600-h/IMG_1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224435769564478466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDspvS8PAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6hM3GSNMeJA/s320/IMG_1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDsI3Q7EGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1dGitJMW9OQ/s1600-h/IMG_1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224435204767813730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDsI3Q7EGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1dGitJMW9OQ/s320/IMG_1807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDr_a6hlXI/AAAAAAAAANw/a3TYxPLQcpk/s1600-h/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224435042538853746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDr_a6hlXI/AAAAAAAAANw/a3TYxPLQcpk/s320/IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1800674969532152483?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1800674969532152483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1800674969532152483&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1800674969532152483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1800674969532152483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/pig-tails.html' title='Pig Tails'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SIDspvS8PAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6hM3GSNMeJA/s72-c/IMG_1799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8371617064457159879</id><published>2008-07-07T22:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:30:48.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a good 4th of July, the weekend before Grace got to be in a parade in Hyrum, UT riding her bike, she loved it.  She told us not to walk by her because she could do it herself.  On the 4th we went to my parents for swimming and some BBQ.  Then we went to our house and some of Jamie's family came over for a fantastic street side showing of fireworks.  &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLr8D3ls9I/AAAAAAAAANo/cgId7NQTdag/s1600-h/sarah+4th+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220494335138968530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLr8D3ls9I/AAAAAAAAANo/cgId7NQTdag/s320/sarah+4th+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grandma helping Sarah with the sparkler.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220494086228619698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLrtkmvMbI/AAAAAAAAANg/KzZKHzKJtqc/s320/IMG_1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Grace holding some sort of firework, I know it looks like it is going to push her off her feet, but she was ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLrdei3iYI/AAAAAAAAANY/hwNqXUYgXqs/s1600-h/IMG_1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220493809723869570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLrdei3iYI/AAAAAAAAANY/hwNqXUYgXqs/s320/IMG_1782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put this one up because whenever I try and get a picture of Sarah this is what I get, because she has to come right up to me and say CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLrQ4IlDEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uuC1G4Q7ZpE/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220493593254628418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLrQ4IlDEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uuC1G4Q7ZpE/s320/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Abi on the 4th, she slept through all the fireworks so this is the only picture I got.  But just look at those cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLq_HNUHVI/AAAAAAAAANI/PUVocbnSNnk/s1600-h/grace+4th+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220493288063376722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLq_HNUHVI/AAAAAAAAANI/PUVocbnSNnk/s320/grace+4th+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace in the parade, she looks so big I can hardly believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8371617064457159879?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8371617064457159879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8371617064457159879&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8371617064457159879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8371617064457159879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SHLr8D3ls9I/AAAAAAAAANo/cgId7NQTdag/s72-c/sarah+4th+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3461561634876248603</id><published>2008-06-27T11:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:18:41.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Sarah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrinVJt_I/AAAAAAAAANA/6iJ5adVg2NE/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216623617051834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrinVJt_I/AAAAAAAAANA/6iJ5adVg2NE/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started off Sarah's birthday celebration by going to the park with her grandparents and her uncle Blake.  Sarah loves slides so we thought this activity appropriate for her, and I love KFC so any excuse to eat that works for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrXCnZAEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/UdaAcZ_9Uvk/s1600-h/IMG_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216623418217660482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrXCnZAEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/UdaAcZ_9Uvk/s320/IMG_1756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we went back to our house and Grace "helped" Sarah open her presents.  Grace got her this stuffed animal which Sarah loved and a book about Dogs because Sarah loves dogs, well at least the idea of dogs.  Sometimes she's not so sure once they are close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrEJh7peI/AAAAAAAAAMw/PAoT35cnItw/s1600-h/IMG_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216623093656298978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrEJh7peI/AAAAAAAAAMw/PAoT35cnItw/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then of course we needed to top off the evening with cake and ice cream.  Elmo is always a favorite, I wish I could say I made this cake, but it just isn't true.  Here are a few things about Sarah for those of you who don't know her very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Sarah loves Grace and will follow her around and do whatever Grace is doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  She loves to laugh and have people laugh with her, or at her she doesn't really care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  She loves bananas.  I can't keep them in the house!  If it were up to her she would probably have 5 a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  She has great manners.  She always says thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  She says funny things like "Wo baby" and "No way"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  She loves to go to bed.  Sometimes she will even ask for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  She loves to draw/color.  Especially in pink and purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  She loves to sing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  She is a great big sister.  Whenever Abi is crying Sarah comes to tell me that the baby needs help.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  She knows what she wants.  She already will tell me what shoes she does or doesn't want to wear, same with the clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Sarah, We Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3461561634876248603?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3461561634876248603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3461561634876248603&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3461561634876248603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3461561634876248603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-2nd-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Sarah!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGUrinVJt_I/AAAAAAAAANA/6iJ5adVg2NE/s72-c/IMG_1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1760084922955132165</id><published>2008-06-24T15:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:17:18.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFjNk7j_pI/AAAAAAAAAMo/55Sw6fcYP7Q/s1600-h/2+week.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215558928374693522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFjNk7j_pI/AAAAAAAAAMo/55Sw6fcYP7Q/s320/2+week.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi had her two week appt. yesterday.  Here are her stats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight  9lbs 3 oz.  75%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height  20 3/4 inches  75%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head  36.2 cm  50%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1760084922955132165?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1760084922955132165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1760084922955132165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1760084922955132165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1760084922955132165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-week.html' title='Two Week'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFjNk7j_pI/AAAAAAAAAMo/55Sw6fcYP7Q/s72-c/2+week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6173790150967420038</id><published>2008-06-24T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:01:02.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>Well last weekend Grace had her year end dance recital.  She was very excited.  She did very well.  Her dance was titled I'm cute, and all of her class I must say did look very cute.  They did a tap dance.  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFgRIsNSfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6IO9l8KUB20/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215555690978691570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFgRIsNSfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6IO9l8KUB20/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6173790150967420038?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6173790150967420038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6173790150967420038&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6173790150967420038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6173790150967420038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/dance-recital.html' title='Dance Recital'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SGFgRIsNSfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6IO9l8KUB20/s72-c/IMG_1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-5381008718080984675</id><published>2008-06-18T10:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:08:57.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacuum</title><content type='html'>So I bought a new vacuum two years ago.  The first year it worked great, then the last year it worked alright.  Now it is completely dead.  Does anyone have a certain vacuum that they really like?  I thought about getting a Dyson, but my mother-in-law has one and says she hasn't thought it has been all that great.  So if any of you out there have any recommendations my carpet would greatly appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-5381008718080984675?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5381008718080984675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=5381008718080984675&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5381008718080984675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5381008718080984675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/vacuum.html' title='Vacuum'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3376573334311468773</id><published>2008-06-13T14:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:31:59.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace has definitely been showing Abi the love.  Today Grace made Abi some pictures and some valentines. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYXz_0fDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2GvCip1uk9U/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211465622427565106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYXz_0fDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2GvCip1uk9U/s320/IMG_1710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see Abi is very appreciative of the valentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYQF9x5gI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nc1jAMq0vNI/s1600-h/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211465489811891714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYQF9x5gI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nc1jAMq0vNI/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Grace asked me if Abi started with B and I told her that it started with A and was actually very easy to spell and told her how.  This morning she came out with this valentine for Abi with her name on it.  I thought it was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYG2zmNwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/p9C4E0MJL-o/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLX8uWldqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kMDjuGrAgw4/s1600-h/graceinbubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211465157055968930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLX8uWldqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kMDjuGrAgw4/s320/graceinbubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace has been enjoying a lot of one on one time with her grandparents.  This is a picture of her having her bubble bath at Grandma Stewarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3376573334311468773?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3376573334311468773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3376573334311468773&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3376573334311468773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3376573334311468773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/lots-of-love.html' title='Lots of Love'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLYXz_0fDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2GvCip1uk9U/s72-c/IMG_1710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-526785992074920649</id><published>2008-06-13T13:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:34:08.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abi update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have had some requests for my blogging. Here are some pictures of Abi, sorry they aren't great. But you can see her face a little better. Also I forgot to say how big Abi was. She was 8 lbs 4 oz. and 19 1/2 inches long. None of my children have been very long when born, not really sure why. Abi was 7 lbs 10 oz. when leaving the hospital but due to my creamy milk she was already back to 8 lbs 1 oz. yesterday. We had to take her to the Dr. to see about her jaundice. The Dr. said it appeared she was eating well and wasn't concerned! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLLnG89mZI/AAAAAAAAALw/5ptQvJfCxPU/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211451591562729874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLLnG89mZI/AAAAAAAAALw/5ptQvJfCxPU/s320/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abi is a little cross eyed in this one, but this is a picture of her in her swing, this is Grace's little hand in the picture. Wherever Abi is, Grace is not far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLLXTCz29I/AAAAAAAAALo/m3HNWLRfr0o/s1600-h/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211451319930575826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLLXTCz29I/AAAAAAAAALo/m3HNWLRfr0o/s320/IMG_1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Abi the other night before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-526785992074920649?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/526785992074920649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=526785992074920649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/526785992074920649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/526785992074920649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/abi-update.html' title='Abi update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SFLLnG89mZI/AAAAAAAAALw/5ptQvJfCxPU/s72-c/IMG_1704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2064175412889772475</id><published>2008-06-10T16:55:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:12:08.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail Emma Pruden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It finally happened! I shouldn't make it sound worse than it was, it's not like I was overdue yet or anything but hey I was ready. Very early, around 3 am, Sunday morning I started having contractions. We got to the hospital at about 8:10, and Abigail was born at 9:51. It was by far my best labor, which I am very grateful for! Here are some pictures, more to come!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8ImAt-2FI/AAAAAAAAALY/m8wJWcuY3zU/s1600-h/IMG_1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392743011866706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8ImAt-2FI/AAAAAAAAALY/m8wJWcuY3zU/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me while in labor, obviously in between contractions. Thus the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8If2UU5FI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B6_unO7eC4M/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392637140690002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8If2UU5FI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B6_unO7eC4M/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me with Abigail just a little after she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8IUOCLjbI/AAAAAAAAALI/mLn-1myVQQE/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392437348601266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8IUOCLjbI/AAAAAAAAALI/mLn-1myVQQE/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the whole family, with two very proud sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8H-L5gWiI/AAAAAAAAALA/JY5fJTZWeHo/s1600-h/IMG_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392058818222626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8H-L5gWiI/AAAAAAAAALA/JY5fJTZWeHo/s320/IMG_1672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grandpa Stewart with the new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8H223HIqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZfkaIWWU1D8/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391932911952546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8H223HIqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZfkaIWWU1D8/s320/IMG_1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grandma Stewart with Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8HwCdqlrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/K0wh8wzMn38/s1600-h/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391815767365298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8HwCdqlrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/K0wh8wzMn38/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Grandpa Pruden with Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8HnTHS8DI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5996HpRLRNI/s1600-h/IMG_1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391665618120754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8HnTHS8DI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5996HpRLRNI/s320/IMG_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Grandma Pruden with Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210394269216991330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8J-2Ro6GI/AAAAAAAAALg/jjsuNuXrn1g/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are the very proud big sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391179397976930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8HK_zYU2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iPBTScdZAN4/s320/IMG_1692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8Ha0IYVBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n_eC1hT0viM/s1600-h/IMG_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is baby Abi, as Grace calls her, on her way home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2064175412889772475?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2064175412889772475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2064175412889772475&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2064175412889772475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2064175412889772475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/abigail-emma-pruden.html' title='Abigail Emma Pruden'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SE8ImAt-2FI/AAAAAAAAALY/m8wJWcuY3zU/s72-c/IMG_1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-496846718139668632</id><published>2008-06-06T12:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:15:47.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for poor blogging</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to quickly say sorry for not updated my blog in forever, I think I kept thinking or hoping rather that I would have this baby and then just blog about that!  But no, I am still pregnant!  I used to think this baby might come early, like Sarah did, but now I am thinking I will probably just be pregnant forever.  Other mothers, or women who are pregnant can you relate?  I remember feeling this way when I was pregnant with Grace who was born a day before her due date.  Everyone I saw would say, "Wow you're still pregnant!" and I would smile but really be thinking yep Einstein!  Thanks for pointing it out.  When it goes for this long it for some reason gets harder for me to imagine that it will ever end!  I am also at a hard stage, where I don't really think I am ready to have the baby here, but I am really done being pregnant!  Anyway,  here are a few updates of what we have been doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-496846718139668632?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/496846718139668632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=496846718139668632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/496846718139668632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/496846718139668632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-for-poor-blogging.html' title='Sorry for poor blogging'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7009273661668075079</id><published>2008-06-06T12:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:10:12.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Grace is playing T-ball with her good friends Jasmine and Duncan.  She has had so much fun so far.  She has a pink mitt, pink ball, and pink bat.  Jamie is helping with the coaching.  I think he is enjoying this experience of having one of our kids involved in sports.  He is quickly becoming very outnumbered at our house.  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl8jHtlimI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/StAy-mGGWck/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208831386838207074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl8jHtlimI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/StAy-mGGWck/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not really sure what this is that Grace is holding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or why it is in the picture except that she loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how sparkly it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl8bBu_sYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VMPHveu0hII/s1600-h/IMG_1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208831247794549122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl8bBu_sYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VMPHveu0hII/s320/IMG_1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Grace at bat.  She would not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even think about swinging at that ball until&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bry, her coach, got her pink bat from her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7009273661668075079?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7009273661668075079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7009273661668075079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7009273661668075079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7009273661668075079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/t-ball.html' title='T-Ball'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl8jHtlimI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/StAy-mGGWck/s72-c/IMG_1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6253024713827554468</id><published>2008-06-06T12:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:03:03.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of schoolyear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl7ezjo52I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b_eUWXth8Jo/s1600-h/IMG_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208830213196670818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl7ezjo52I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b_eUWXth8Jo/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace had her end of the year program at school, they had worked for so long on all of their songs.  They did a great job.  Grace was sad to leave this school but is excited to go to the pre-school that is across the street next year, a lot of kids from the neighborhood go there, so I think she'll really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6253024713827554468?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6253024713827554468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6253024713827554468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6253024713827554468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6253024713827554468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-schoolyear.html' title='End of schoolyear'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl7ezjo52I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b_eUWXth8Jo/s72-c/IMG_1645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-237910123744409825</id><published>2008-06-06T11:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:00:24.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE at its best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl60GGej4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IJedyQiMa3Q/s1600-h/IMG_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208829479440256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl60GGej4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IJedyQiMa3Q/s320/IMG_1642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For our Family Home Evening activity awhile ago we introduced Grace to Smores, again.  That's what's fun about kids, from year to year they don't really remember so they have lots of new experiences all the time!  This was a lot of fun, even though if I remember correctly this was one of those days that it was around 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-237910123744409825?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/237910123744409825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=237910123744409825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/237910123744409825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/237910123744409825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/fhe-at-its-best.html' title='FHE at its best!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SEl60GGej4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IJedyQiMa3Q/s72-c/IMG_1642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1777560040932859130</id><published>2008-05-14T11:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:38:45.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Yard Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So most of you know that we just basically re landscaped our yard, so here are some pictures.  We are still in the process of it, but here is sometihng to give you an idea!  Here are the befores.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsiP3z1CtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CTEPx4dF5cE/s1600-h/IMG_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200287850804087506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsiP3z1CtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CTEPx4dF5cE/s320/IMG_1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of the mess in between the 1st and 2nd level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsiGHz1CsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZwbZZM1lWTk/s1600-h/IMG_1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200287683300362946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsiGHz1CsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZwbZZM1lWTk/s320/IMG_1545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture from our deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsh03z1CrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/K3Z8_EDGym8/s1600-h/IMG_1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200287386947619506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsh03z1CrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/K3Z8_EDGym8/s320/IMG_1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture from the top of our yard, this will be a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fire pit up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshrnz1CqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1wS8L11sWy8/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200287228033829538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshrnz1CqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1wS8L11sWy8/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture showing the new and improved second level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is much bigger now that we got rid of the third level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to have a basketball court on it, with some grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshenz1CpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MdVtbmZPY0o/s1600-h/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200287004695530130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshenz1CpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MdVtbmZPY0o/s320/IMG_1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is showing the view from the first level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshWnz1CoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9aqqnD3AXgk/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200286867256576642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCshWnz1CoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9aqqnD3AXgk/s320/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the new view from the deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there is currently a lot of dirt in our yard, which is great for when the girls want to go outside and play!  (That was sarcastic, I don't know if that comes through when typing!)  So we are trying hard to get some sprinklers put in soon so that we can sod!  I will post the final pics whenever they are ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1777560040932859130?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1777560040932859130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1777560040932859130&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1777560040932859130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1777560040932859130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-yard-update.html' title='Back Yard Update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCsiP3z1CtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CTEPx4dF5cE/s72-c/IMG_1548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-6976432254734457080</id><published>2008-05-08T11:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:43:05.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They grow up so fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCskjXz1CuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RG2A9EFyqgA/s1600-h/grace"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200290384834792162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCskjXz1CuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RG2A9EFyqgA/s320/grace%27s+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Grace wanted to ride her bike and we haven't really taken it out yet since she got it. Jamie had to go to YM's so I put Sarah in the stroller and off we went. I couldn't help Grace very much because I had Sarah, and I was soon surprised at the hills that our street had. Grace soon learned how to use her brakes and was going down hills saying "Wow this is so much fun!" I don't think I am over protective, but the truth is maybe I am more than I am willing to admit. I had to stop myself from saying things like, Not so fast, or Remember to use the brakes! Jamie and I really try to encourage Grace to be more adventurous because she has a tendency to be very cautious. She even had one fall that scraped up her leg and her stomach a little bit, and after she recovered she just got back on the bike with out me even having to talk her into it! Although she did request that in addition to the knee pads and helmet that we should have bought her a pad to go around her tummy. Anyway, sorry for such a long post. It was just one of those moments where I could not believe how big my little girl is getting! I am sure many of you can relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-6976432254734457080?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6976432254734457080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=6976432254734457080&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6976432254734457080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/6976432254734457080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/they-grow-up-so-fast.html' title='They grow up so fast'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCskjXz1CuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RG2A9EFyqgA/s72-c/grace%27s+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1094741112010068477</id><published>2008-04-28T13:18:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:01:18.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George</title><content type='html'>We were able to go to St. George and it was so fun!  Here are some pictures to show what all we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5p6TNMSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Ad_1-XNz5uc/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194402612405678370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5p6TNMSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Ad_1-XNz5uc/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace with her cousins Emily and Rachel just hanging out waiting to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5kaTNMRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZAQaCFk-hLU/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194402517916397842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5kaTNMRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZAQaCFk-hLU/s320/princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to show off the Princess on her booty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5XqTNMQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Br5g1JZneCU/s1600-h/IMG_1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4_aTNMPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AT61TzSrB9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194401882261238002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4_aTNMPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AT61TzSrB9Y/s320/IMG_1582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jamie and me.  Yes, I am super prego. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4rqTNMOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BR4nobFlHVI/s1600-h/IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194401542958821602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4rqTNMOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BR4nobFlHVI/s320/IMG_1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace absolutally loved all of the swimming and other water activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4ZaTNMNI/AAAAAAAAAII/0VDy5rAO2JA/s1600-h/IMG_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194401229426208978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4ZaTNMNI/AAAAAAAAAII/0VDy5rAO2JA/s320/IMG_1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was not so sure about this water squirting her, but she did love the swimming as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4HqTNMMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aKjJoYScYjc/s1600-h/IMG_1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194400924483530946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY4HqTNMMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aKjJoYScYjc/s320/IMG_1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 5 adults consumed this.  Sad, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY37qTNMLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z0r3hO4yROA/s1600-h/IMG_1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194400718325100722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY37qTNMLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z0r3hO4yROA/s320/IMG_1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Emily climbed through this, it is hard to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this picture what it is but it is this rock formation that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to be pretty skinny to fit through, which for our &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family meant that Grace and Emily were the only ones who &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could fit!  Sarah tried to go up but luckily we talked her into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY3oaTNMKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hMEi8Ql0i_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194400387612618914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY3oaTNMKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hMEi8Ql0i_Y/s320/IMG_1594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stoped at Zion's and went for a walk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This trip was so fun, it was fun to go somewhere laid back and just relax!  Sorry I haven't updated the blog in so long, hope all is well with all of you!  Also let me know of any good family vacation ideas you have that we can do this Summer with the little one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1094741112010068477?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1094741112010068477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1094741112010068477&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1094741112010068477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1094741112010068477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/st-george.html' title='St. George'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SBY5p6TNMSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Ad_1-XNz5uc/s72-c/IMG_1552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2598623966068918960</id><published>2008-04-10T14:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:30:17.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let you all know that I am way too excited for the return of The Office tonight.  Anyone else looking forward to it, or possibly another show?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2598623966068918960?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2598623966068918960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2598623966068918960&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2598623966068918960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2598623966068918960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8494838545650548421</id><published>2008-04-09T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:19:10.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lib.ua.edu/libraries/hoole/happenings/images/lee_firstedition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lib.ua.edu/libraries/hoole/happenings/images/lee_firstedition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was tagged with a book tag by my friend Chelsea, here are the rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Grab the nearest book (at least 123 pages)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Turn to page 123&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Find the 5th sentence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Post this sentence on your blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Tag five people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The nearest book was To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee.  I chose this book to read this month for the book club that I go to.  I am kind of ashamed to admit that I have never read it.  In high school I read a lot, but not really anything that worthwhile.  So I am trying to make up for it now.  So here's the fifth sentence from page 123.  "Slowly, painfully, the ten dollars was collected."  Well I wish that had been a better sentence, there are so many good ones in here, but what do you do.  Anyway, I will now tag my Heather Seal, Jenny Powell, Emily Clifford, Heather Watson, Callie Brewer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8494838545650548421?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8494838545650548421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8494838545650548421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8494838545650548421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8494838545650548421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-tag.html' title='The Book Tag'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7615326219619134687</id><published>2008-04-03T11:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:31:36.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_UULGEVZqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/23EymGxQUn4/s1600-h/IMG_1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185072726826903202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_UULGEVZqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/23EymGxQUn4/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least we had this to wake up to today!  Hooray!  My girls have been waiting for so long to do bubbles.  Sarah unfortunately mostly just eats them, but they are having fun.  I know it will not be nice weather from here on out, but hey at least it is not snowing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7615326219619134687?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7615326219619134687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7615326219619134687&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7615326219619134687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7615326219619134687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_UULGEVZqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/23EymGxQUn4/s72-c/IMG_1542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7682951306169854840</id><published>2008-03-31T10:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:55:48.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_EWDmEVZpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ix1hPxxDAmw/s1600-h/grace+and+sarah+in+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183948897094297234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_EWDmEVZpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ix1hPxxDAmw/s320/grace+and+sarah+in+the+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Springtime where are you? I am wishing it was Spring so badly. This is what we woke up to this morning, meaning of course that my girls had to go play in the snow. Which is fine, except then my floor is all dirty and we have to make hot chocolate after every snow adventure. Why can't it just be warm enought to go play at the park? I guess it will be here soon enough, but I am done waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7682951306169854840?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7682951306169854840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7682951306169854840&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7682951306169854840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7682951306169854840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/springtime.html' title='Springtime'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R_EWDmEVZpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ix1hPxxDAmw/s72-c/grace+and+sarah+in+the+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1267861597064026355</id><published>2008-03-26T10:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:45:52.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace is 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCslHnz1CvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0HsP-5W_8us/s1600-h/grace+b-day+1+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200291007605050098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCslHnz1CvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0HsP-5W_8us/s320/grace+b-day+1+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so sorry I have no pictures! I was trying to fix something on my camera the other day and somehow erased my memory card. Yes, I feel horrible. I am going to try and get a few pictures of Grace though with her presents and things to make up for it. Anyway for Grace's birthday we had a princess and knight party. It was so cute, she had all of her friends over dressed as princesses or knights. The pictures I'm sure would have been really cute, again sorry. For her birthday Grace got her first bike. It is all princess as well. Grace loved it. I also wanted to post some of the answers Grace said to this birthday survey she did for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite game: Giraffes with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite food: Mac n cheese and strawberries, but not together.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite book: 12 Dancing Princesses&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: pink, purple, blue, yellow&lt;br /&gt;Favorite animal: Pony's and horses.&lt;br /&gt;Her collection: She has an Ariel cup that she puts her collection of human "treasures."&lt;br /&gt;What she likes to do: Dance with Sarah&lt;br /&gt;What she dislikes: The color black&lt;br /&gt;What she likes to do outside: Pick flowers, swing.&lt;br /&gt;What I want to do when I grow up: Too scared to grow up&lt;br /&gt;The most special thing about Grace: She is a very good big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace came up with these answers by herself. I tried to get her to say something else for what she wants to be when she grows up, but poor thing is terrified to grow up. I worry that she may get ulcers! Anyway I sure do love my little Grace! Happy birthday sweet heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1267861597064026355?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1267861597064026355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1267861597064026355&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1267861597064026355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1267861597064026355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/grace-is-4.html' title='Grace is 4!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SCslHnz1CvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0HsP-5W_8us/s72-c/grace+b-day+1+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8325647953396075080</id><published>2008-03-12T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:31:42.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Reader</title><content type='html'>So my friend Emily told me about google reader.  Fellow bloggers you may be interested.  If you have a gmail account then you can go to google reader.  You can add all of the blogs you like to check and it tells you automatically which ones are updated, which ones are not.  Now many of you may already know about this, but I am not that great with technology but have loved using this feature so I thought I would share.  You don't have to use gmail if you don't want you can just get an account to use the reader part of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8325647953396075080?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8325647953396075080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8325647953396075080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8325647953396075080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8325647953396075080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/google-reader.html' title='Google Reader'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8775563290683399798</id><published>2008-03-09T13:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:15:19.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9Q1jHWIvYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Eg-Hv_64n_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175820749139131778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9Q1jHWIvYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Eg-Hv_64n_Y/s320/IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace after she got her face painted like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9Q1LXWIvXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Bo2v8bMRPYY/s1600-h/IMG_1491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175820341117238642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9Q1LXWIvXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Bo2v8bMRPYY/s320/IMG_1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah waiting for the magic show to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grace and Sarah have a cousin who is Grace's age who has diabetes, and there was an egg hunt sponsored for diabetes at the college of pharmacy at the U so we were invited to go! It was so fun. We had the easter egg hunt, which Grace was very picky about which eggs she would put in her bag. Then the kids got balloons, face painting, and a magic show. After they served lunch. It was really fun. Thanks Jolie for the invite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8775563290683399798?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8775563290683399798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8775563290683399798&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8775563290683399798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8775563290683399798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/egg-hunt.html' title='Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9Q1jHWIvYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Eg-Hv_64n_Y/s72-c/IMG_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-8054501049896951639</id><published>2008-03-07T11:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:29:36.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matchbox Twenty Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9GIP3WIvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N0cZHAO741M/s1600-h/matchbox+concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175067252961623394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9GIP3WIvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N0cZHAO741M/s320/matchbox+concert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Heather was kind enough to go with me to the Matchbox Twenty concert last night.  It was a fun girls night out.  We went to dinner before and got there just in time to hear Alanis Morrissett and then I of course had to go to the bathroom which I did after that, and then we were just in time for Matchbox when I was done!  We were a little surprised that no one was hitting on us, me being pregnant and all but it really was a lot of fun.  Thanks for a fun evening Heather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-8054501049896951639?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8054501049896951639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=8054501049896951639&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8054501049896951639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/8054501049896951639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/matchbox-twenty-concert.html' title='Matchbox Twenty Concert'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R9GIP3WIvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N0cZHAO741M/s72-c/matchbox+concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-7000437678748757840</id><published>2008-02-22T10:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:46:47.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R78Iql5jWUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wrE_g25swrQ/s1600-h/sarah+in+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169860425065650498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R78Iql5jWUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wrE_g25swrQ/s320/sarah+in+the+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I feel like the worst mother in the world, but I am trying to move on. Last night I forgot about my sweet little Sarah! I didn't leave her at a store or anything, but we all went to Costco and then pulled into the garage. I got out and had my arms full of mostly garbage and some other stuff so I went inside and up to the kitchen to put it away. On my way down I saw Grace coming up the stairs and told her to get pajamas on. I went out to the garage and Jamie said he had the rest of the groceries. So I shut the garage door and went and switched the laundry and took it upstairs to fold. I thought I heard someone in Sarah's room on the monitor downstairs in the office so I thought it was Sarah looking for pajamas. I sat there doing laundry while Jamie went to the bathroom and Grace was getting pajamas. It wasn't until Grace came into our family room and asked, "Where's Sarah?" Jamie and I looked at each other and then ran down to the garage. I had just assumed he got her out when we got Grace out and he assumed that when I came back downstairs I was coming to get her! Poor thing was hysterical strapped into her carseat in a dark garage! I felt horrible. When I was pregnant with Grace I had all sorts of dreams that I was leaving her at stores and always forgetting her. I was pleased that was not the case when I became a mother, but it finally happened. I forgot one of my children. So don't judge me too harshly because I feel awful. The nice thing is though that kids are so quick to forgive! In no time she was laughing and playing with me, even though I still had so much guilt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-7000437678748757840?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7000437678748757840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=7000437678748757840&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7000437678748757840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/7000437678748757840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-happened.html' title='It Happened'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R78Iql5jWUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wrE_g25swrQ/s72-c/sarah+in+the+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-260171663116075103</id><published>2008-02-19T12:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:04:19.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Speaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7sndF5jWTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xqmuz-w859M/s1600-h/IMG_1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168768378091034930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7sndF5jWTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xqmuz-w859M/s320/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at school Grace is one of the Star Speakers which means she made a poster of a lot of her favorite things.  This included Utah Gymnastics, Lots of Princess stuff, pictures of her family, and a picture of her in her crocodile rock costume from her dance performance last year.  I am not sure what pose she is doing here, but Grace always poses when taking a picture.  Grace also chose to have her hair done in her LONG braids.  I love this little girl, and hope that someday soon she will have some nice braids!  It was fun making this poster with her, I only wish that I could hear her talk about it at school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-260171663116075103?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/260171663116075103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=260171663116075103&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/260171663116075103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/260171663116075103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/star-speaker.html' title='Star Speaker'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7sndF5jWTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xqmuz-w859M/s72-c/IMG_1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-5736928258319281023</id><published>2008-02-12T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:56:18.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged to tell you about my husband.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7IvzF5jWSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmNmE4Ra8xY/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166244277350783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7IvzF5jWSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmNmE4Ra8xY/s320/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I have been doing this blog for awhile now and never experienced the Tag thing, and now it has happened twice!  So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is his name? James Gordon Pruden, better known as Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been married? On May 11 it will be 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;How long did you date? 10 1/2 months.&lt;br /&gt;How old is he? 28&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more? He does, although with the pregnancy we get closer and closer!&lt;br /&gt;Who said I love you first? He did.&lt;br /&gt;Who is smarter? Definitely Jamie, he can remember everything he learns.  I learn something and unless I use the knowledge frequently I forget it very quickly!&lt;br /&gt;Whose temper is worse? His.&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laundry? Me.&lt;br /&gt;Who does the dishes? Me.&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bills? Me.&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner? Well niether of us really, but I guess I would translate that to both of us. &lt;br /&gt;Who drives when you are together? Usually Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;Who is more stubborn? That one is hard, we are both really stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;Whose parents do you see the most? Definitely Jamie's, he works with his mom.&lt;br /&gt;Who proposed? Jamie, he was in a big christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;Who has more friends? We have a lot of friends together but Jamie is definitely more outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;Who has more siblings? I do.&lt;br /&gt;Who wears the pants in the family? Jamie, mainly because if he didn't no one would.  I am not much of a take charge kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Tag.... Heather Seal, &lt;a href="http://sealbark.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sealbark.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, Jolie Stewart, &lt;a href="http://pugdoghouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pugdoghouse.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, Heidi Rushing, &lt;a href="http://rushingreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rushingreview.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, Jenni Stewart, &lt;a href="http://stewhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://stewhearts.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-5736928258319281023?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5736928258319281023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=5736928258319281023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5736928258319281023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5736928258319281023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-to-tell-you-about-my-husband.html' title='Tagged to tell you about my husband.....'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7IvzF5jWSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmNmE4Ra8xY/s72-c/IMG_1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-5137052971475881106</id><published>2008-02-11T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T10:02:37.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little helper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7B-el5jWRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AK-fJPvgi8I/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165767836628637970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7B-el5jWRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AK-fJPvgi8I/s320/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this weekend was kind of a busy one for me, I had a teacher appreciation activity on saturday at my house for the primary teachers and then on sunday I had to speak, then give sharing time and then we had a trek family reunion at our house that night! Plus I had a meeting to go to. But anyway, enough complaining. This is a picture of Grace helping me clean the house. On the way home from school she kept telling Jenny, who was driving the carpool, that she needed to get her home so she could help me with Sarah and help me clean! Now I had already cleaned the mirror, but I heard water running and came in to see what was going on and found Grace washing the window with a rag that had hand soap all over it. I just said Thank you! She then repeated this help on Sunday for me. I do love that she likes to help! It will be nice though when she is old enough for it to really help, of course by then se probably won't want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-5137052971475881106?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5137052971475881106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=5137052971475881106&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5137052971475881106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/5137052971475881106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-little-helper.html' title='My little helper!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R7B-el5jWRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AK-fJPvgi8I/s72-c/IMG_1471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-2477612374659234153</id><published>2008-02-06T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:12:37.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Has Been Tagged for the love/hate meme By her cousin Morgan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grace Loves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Juice&lt;br /&gt;Her little sister&lt;br /&gt;Her pink heart blankie&lt;br /&gt;Her baby doll&lt;br /&gt;Skirts/dresses&lt;br /&gt;Sparkles on her clothes&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;Playing dress up&lt;br /&gt;Playing pretend&lt;br /&gt;Going to the park&lt;br /&gt;Her Grandma's and Grandpa's&lt;br /&gt;Drawing pictures&lt;br /&gt;Learning&lt;br /&gt;Going to the library&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grace Hates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice&lt;br /&gt;Pants&lt;br /&gt;When people laugh at her&lt;br /&gt;The fact that her hair is not longer&lt;br /&gt;That Christmas is so far away&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn't understand something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace tags her friends &lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;a href="http://powellparade.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://powellparade.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;a href="http://redheadwatsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://redheadwatsons.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ashby &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Avery&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;a href="http://theworthfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theworthfamily.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-2477612374659234153?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2477612374659234153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=2477612374659234153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2477612374659234153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/2477612374659234153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/grace-has-been-tagged.html' title='Grace Has Been Tagged for the love/hate meme By her cousin Morgan'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-1901008952851049613</id><published>2008-02-01T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:41:10.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Color are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000000;background-color:#fff;padding:0;width:398px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader.jpg" width="398" height="39" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:398px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="color:#2181da;text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;What's Your True Color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:#000;"&gt;Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding:0 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom:1px solid #ccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;resultid=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/color/images/blue_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     You're &lt;b&gt;blue&lt;/b&gt; — the most soothing shade of the spectrum. The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty. Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances.  Luckily, making close friends isn't that hard, since people are naturally attracted to you — they're soothed by your calming presence. Cool and collected, you rarely overreact. Instead, you think things through before coming to a decision. That level-headed, thoughtful approach to life is patently blue — and patently you!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:376px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;resultid=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:#2181da;text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;resultid=E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDE5MDU2NzY1MTAmcD*1OTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-1901008952851049613?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1901008952851049613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=1901008952851049613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1901008952851049613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/1901008952851049613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-color-are-you.html' title='What Color are you?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-3312900903312179294</id><published>2008-01-28T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:11:09.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gordon B. Hinckley</title><content type='html'>I saw this video of Pres. Hinckley and thought it was really good.  I have been so happy to have him as a prophet while I have grown up.  I have learned many things from him, as I am sure many of you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-3312900903312179294?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3312900903312179294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=3312900903312179294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3312900903312179294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/3312900903312179294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/gordon-b-hinckley.html' title='Gordon B. Hinckley'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4787973516920068072</id><published>2008-01-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:31:50.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R5tfVrrdrGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2nfUZJUTqFg/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159822624189951074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R5tfVrrdrGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2nfUZJUTqFg/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" width="335" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I have been thinking a lot lately about how fast time goes by!  Maybe it's because I am pregnant with my third child and can just hardly believe it!  I can't believe that Grace is as big as she is.  Maybe that's also because she acts like she's older than I am, who knows.  So I had all of these old pictures on an old computer that wasn't hooked up anymore and Jamie hooked it up for me yesterday so I could get the pictures off.  This is a picture of Grace when she is 19 months old which is how old Sarah is.  I thought this was funny because she climbed in this box with all of her stuffed animals and got in there all by herself, and was quite pleased.  She is also wearing a necklace in this picture.  Grace wore a necklace, or in most cases many necklaces every day for about 6 months.  Even to church she would show up with these mardi gras beads!  Now she is in Primary and stating all of these opinions.  She seems so big, and I know she will only seem bigger when the baby comes.  So anyway, like my sister Heather has been saying on her blog I just need to cherish every moment because they are gone so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4787973516920068072?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4787973516920068072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4787973516920068072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4787973516920068072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4787973516920068072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/R5tfVrrdrGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2nfUZJUTqFg/s72-c/IMG_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-4957473314692005581</id><published>2008-01-19T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:46:38.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another top five</title><content type='html'>Well it's been awhile since I have done a top five. This blog entry will include two top fives. I have been thinking lately about things I love about being a mother, and things that I have to admit I do miss from the days of pre-motherhood! Here are the lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Top 5 things I love about being a mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seeing the world throught the eyes of a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loving someone more than I ever thought imaginable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watching my children sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hearing the giggle that comes from the belly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How fun kids are to squeeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Top 5 things I miss from the pre-motherhood days&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Showering with out children coming in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to the bathroom with out children coming in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Running errands with out children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being able to stay out late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being able to sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So at the end of this I want to say I truly do love being a mom, but I think we all have those moments were we can't believe how we took those things for granted. Do you have anything to add to the list?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-4957473314692005581?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4957473314692005581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=4957473314692005581&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4957473314692005581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/4957473314692005581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-top-five.html' title='Another top five'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3000572367403831585.post-340457755666968623</id><published>2008-01-15T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:08:04.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Girl!</title><content type='html'>Well Jamie and I had our ultrasound today and we are indeed having our third little girl! Jamie said as we were going in that he thought it was a girl. I really didn't know, even though I felt like Sarah and Grace were both girls. We are so happy to have another girl, although it does make me wonder if we will ever get a boy! When we came home Grace went into Sarah's room and said "Sarah we are going to have a little baby girl, a little sister Hooray!" So I think the girls will be happy with another girl. So if any of you have good ideas for a girls name don't be afraid to share. We had a hard enough time thinking of a name for Sarah! We had to bring her home from the hospital still with no name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3000572367403831585-340457755666968623?l=theprudenfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/340457755666968623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3000572367403831585&amp;postID=340457755666968623&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/340457755666968623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3000572367403831585/posts/default/340457755666968623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprudenfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s A Girl!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11359432733085159576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ij3PcRF8oXg/SNfZNidXBoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0T0w4KJfcw/S220/448.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
