<?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-7757548623551233079</id><updated>2012-01-20T15:42:22.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wright Story Continues...in Utah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2763432456146055461</id><published>2011-12-17T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:57:07.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brynn's 1st day of REAL Preschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/7/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has come. There was a lot of anticipation for this day for not only Brynn, but Shane and I as well. She has been waiting for this day for a LONG time. I can't believe it is finally here. And this is just preschool. How's it going to be for kindergarten and even 1st grade! I don't even want to think about that. I'll just enjoy having her around except for 2 hours every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I do love how excited she is though, and I hope she learns a lot. I have been working on a blanket for her to replace her raggedy 'cold blankie', and so that she has a blanket made by me special for her. I didn't start sewing until before Austin was born, and made him a blanket. This blanket has been in the works for some time, and I finally got the motivation to finish it. It was finished at 11:30pm the night before I gave it to Brynn. I decided I wanted to make&amp;nbsp;a special occasion out of it, I didn't want her to not think of it as 'special'. That's right, I set up the whole situation to make myself feel better about spending hours on this blanket. Personally I don't love the patterns/colors. They are OK, but I knew Brynn would LOVE it, its just her style. Bright! And Pink!&lt;br /&gt;So she kept asking me to do something special for her on her first day of school. She really wanted me to make this pop can candy gift I have been making for friends and my activity day girls. She told me specifically to have it for her as a 'surprise' after she gets home from her first day of school. So instead, I kept mentioning she would get something even more special. She woke up and instantly asked if it was time to go to preschool. She only had 4 more hours. I gave her the blanket with the most wrapping I could muster at midnight, and with her eyes closed. I gave it to her before Shane left to work. The reaction wasn't amazing, but good enough. She likes it. I told her that we could pack away her cold blankie, but she instantly refused. But I haven't seen it with her much. She has been carrying this blanket all over the place though. That night I asked her what her favorite square was, she said "all of it". Perfect response, better than I had hoped for ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIIf2JhfPBA/TmkxNNyGXPI/AAAAAAAALLk/SjZ-gj6jiZw/s1600/Brynn%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpreschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIIf2JhfPBA/TmkxNNyGXPI/AAAAAAAALLk/SjZ-gj6jiZw/s400/Brynn%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpreschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1yPONfKKk/TmkxNTpOeyI/AAAAAAAALLs/VpOqqxh6rac/s1600/Brynn%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpreschool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1yPONfKKk/TmkxNTpOeyI/AAAAAAAALLs/VpOqqxh6rac/s400/Brynn%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpreschool1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I of course had to get some 'school' pictures. Austin wanted me to do his hair and get him all ready. Then when we were walking out the door he was saying loudly "preschool". I had to break the news and tell him only Brynn was going. He was sad, but only for a minute thankfully. Brynn picked out her own outfit, and the&amp;nbsp;hair style&amp;nbsp;she wanted me to do for her.&amp;nbsp;In my amateur&lt;br /&gt;pictures I didn't even think of getting a picture with her teacher, Mrs Hansen, until we were driving home. She made this cute craft thing that she made me close my eyes for (seems familiar....me making her close her eyes that same morning to see her blanket). It was a little poem about if she gets sad I would kiss her hand, and she keeps the kiss with her all day and it travels through her arm to her heart. It had a Hershey kiss in the palm. What was even more tender is that Brynn really honestly thought it was for me. Not her. That I would be going through separation anxiety. I really wonder if the teacher told them that. Or if Brynn knows me well enough to know that it truly is me who is having a harder time than her. Either way Brynn had a perfect first day and can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Me, I'm slowing digesting everything I can get done while she is away and Austin is asleep. I think the time has come for me to make Austin's baby book, only 2 1/2 years after the occasion ;) Organize all of our home movies. Put together all the pictures and movies for Brynn and Austin. That's right, it is a life time goal of mine to actually use all the many pictures and movies we take. And have it all organized. Its never ending, but so worth it in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2763432456146055461?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2763432456146055461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2763432456146055461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2763432456146055461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2763432456146055461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/09/brynns-1st-day-of-real-preschool-9711.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIIf2JhfPBA/TmkxNNyGXPI/AAAAAAAALLk/SjZ-gj6jiZw/s72-c/Brynn%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpreschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6881712755955123748</id><published>2011-12-16T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:55:21.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtngirW2bNA/Tmk2xVI08UI/AAAAAAAALL0/ox_2X4MQ4qo/s1600/DSCN3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtngirW2bNA/Tmk2xVI08UI/AAAAAAAALL0/ox_2X4MQ4qo/s400/DSCN3439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its official, my little bro got married. To Kalee. Vince and Kalee Haley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan Ut Temple, September 2nd, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't have a single picture of them. But I do have this gem. I really shouldn't have tried to ignore the picture annoyance and either a) taken more myself or b) made sure to get copies of family's pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But is was a good time, especially because we got a hotel and didn't have to cram into my parents house with 20 other people. No exaggeration. AND we went swimming 4 times within a 40 hour period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Soon I will have pictures of Vince and his bride, that's right...Kalee Haley. She must really love my brother ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-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/7757548623551233079-6881712755955123748?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6881712755955123748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6881712755955123748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6881712755955123748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6881712755955123748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding-its-official-my-little-bro-got.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtngirW2bNA/Tmk2xVI08UI/AAAAAAAALL0/ox_2X4MQ4qo/s72-c/DSCN3439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7942942129776476761</id><published>2011-07-08T15:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:16:25.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MS Ride 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Harmon's Best Dam Bike Ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;6/25/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;One ride I've wanted to do for some time was the Multiple Sclerosis ride in Logan, UT. Now that I have my bike I can. My dad has MS, and some time in the future I want to form a team. But I wanted to do the ride first to see what it was like. It was AMAZING! I am so impressed by how organized, fun, and educating that ride is. There are over 3,000 riders all wanting to have a good time and good food while supporting MS. And I don't think anyone was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. I convinced Shane to come along, so he volunteered during the day and had a good time meeting people. We all camped the night before in the fairgrounds, where the ride headquarters are. I think I slept a little until 4 am, but after trucks kept making really loud backing-up warnings I didn't sleep at all. I was nervous about the no sleep part, but the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt; and fun took hold of me the whole day. The weather was great, a little hot but while riding cool enough. There were 9 stops in all, so lots of fun and food. I joined my bro-in-law's team that he has been with for a few years. I met the girls in the pictures below the morning of, except Krista, which I met the night before. Marylee and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sheralynn&lt;/span&gt; have ridden with Krista in the past. We left at 7:30 am while it was a bit chilly still. It was a beautiful course throughout the Logan area and Idaho, and it was nice and quiet with little to no cars the whole time. We were all planning on doing 75 miles, but by the 40 mile stop we were all feeling really good and making good time. At mile 42 you decide if you want to do the full 100 mile century. None of us had ever done a century, but we all felt good about finishing our first together. So we went on to finish the 100 miles! We finished at 4:30, so 9 hours later. Our riding time was good, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; to me, with about 6.5 hours. Yep, that equals 2.5 hours at all the stops. I told you the stops are fun with music and food, socializing, temporary &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tatoos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunglass&lt;/span&gt; cleaning, etc. By the end I really wanted to be done, and I called Shane to be ready with the camera at the finish line. Apparently I came in too fast, and I couldn't see him anywhere. He got a picture of my back. So I went back to our tent area with the other girls and Shane and Brandon met us there for some pictures. Completing 100 miles was hard at times, but for the most part it was great. I just kept thinking of my Dad, which I do frequently while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;. Realizing I never know if my health will ever be taken away, or if I myself will ever get MS. I try to take advantage of this functioning body and enjoy what it can accomplish and do on a regular basis. It felt amazing to have so many people support this ride, both financially and physically. It was awesome and inspiring to see on people's backs the red numbers that say "riding with MS". I just cannot get over how amazing that ride was. I am so appreciative for all those people, donating their time and money to a cause that effects me and my family personally. Its touching and emotional, and challenging, educational, and overall fun! I am in LOVE with these organized rides! This year the Harmon's Best Dam Bike Ride has raised nearly 1.5 million for MS research. Pretty awesome. And we got really cute shirts that I don't wear just for excersicing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I can't wait for my next MS ride, and look forward to joining that crowd again. I will be investing in better biking shorts for my next century, since the hardest part was sitting down on my bike after the 75 mile lunch. I couldn't sit down completely for a couple miles, it hurt so bad. But then it was good enough. After the ride we had dinner and packed up our things. Shane and I needed to get back to our kids, but Brandon and his family had a great time at the swimming park. The ride is actually a 2 day event, the next day I think you can ride up to 60 miles or so. Sometime in the future I think I'll try doing both days. Hopefully there will be lots of rides in the future for me, and even for Shane when I convince him of buying a bike too ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKfAw_Y9kpg/TheGRg2k6sI/AAAAAAAALKg/5tmn6yNOCEc/s1600/MS%2Bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKfAw_Y9kpg/TheGRg2k6sI/AAAAAAAALKg/5tmn6yNOCEc/s400/MS%2Bride.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627939260595650386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbE2rCU7IA/Thp08H1HP1I/AAAAAAAALKs/bgNeFSBR_Nw/s400/2011-06-25_17.48.04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I had to get a picture of the finish line for my family (on my phone). A few weeks before the ride I was riding with Tricia in American Fork. We were crossing rail road tracks that were angled about 30 degrees to the road instead of perpendicular to it. I noticed she was turning to cross them head on, but didn't think anything of it. Then I went to cross the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; set and learned quickly why she did that. My tire somehow (I still don't know how) swiped into the track and was stuck. Since the track is so narrow, and my tire is so narrow, the tire wouldn't come out. So the bike took a sharp right, and my body flew off the opposite direction. I landed on my ankle, up to my hip, shoulder, and then banged my head on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asphalt&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing I wasn't going very fast. I felt pain, but not too bad. And I am so glad Tricia was with me, since I cried for a few seconds ;) After turning my bent gear head/handle back we kept going. The next day before I went riding again I realized I should check my helmet, but I didn't expect anything since I didn't hit too hard. Surprisingly it was cracked in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt;, right where my head hit the road. Wow, that was an eye opener. Now I truly appreciate my helmet. So much so, I felt a little uneasy doing the MS ride with a new helmet that I wasn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acclimated&lt;/span&gt; to, it wasn't part of me yet, a foreign object. But I got over it quickly, and now she (its pink and white) is my best friend while riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7942942129776476761?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7942942129776476761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7942942129776476761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7942942129776476761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7942942129776476761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/ms-ride-2011-harmons-best-dam-bike-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKfAw_Y9kpg/TheGRg2k6sI/AAAAAAAALKg/5tmn6yNOCEc/s72-c/MS%2Bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2569000467283613173</id><published>2011-07-08T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:37:49.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHpSVdV4Cg8/TheGOcttqII/AAAAAAAALKY/IdXlU1uG7u0/s1600/Austin%2Bmessy%2Bface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHpSVdV4Cg8/TheGOcttqII/AAAAAAAALKY/IdXlU1uG7u0/s400/Austin%2Bmessy%2Bface.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We love lots of popsicles, bars, and ice cream cones in the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2569000467283613173?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2569000467283613173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2569000467283613173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2569000467283613173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2569000467283613173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-love-lots-of-popsicles-bars-and-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHpSVdV4Cg8/TheGOcttqII/AAAAAAAALKY/IdXlU1uG7u0/s72-c/Austin%2Bmessy%2Bface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6479463325260553566</id><published>2011-07-08T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:36:37.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-N-dahRcAs/TheFE10iTXI/AAAAAAAALKQ/LpTrkNKwT5Q/s1600/DSCN2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-N-dahRcAs/TheFE10iTXI/AAAAAAAALKQ/LpTrkNKwT5Q/s400/DSCN2514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(our family picture: Austin in the background, me taking the picture, and Shane &amp;amp; Brynn. oh, and chloe ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Shane turns 34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;June 1st, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We actually celebrated the night before his big day with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; with friends. I made the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teriyaki&lt;/span&gt; chicken that we all love. Brynn REALLY wanted to make a cake that she saw in a magazine. I had to convince in different ways why we couldn't do that. The only one that worked is when I told her that daddy wouldn't want a swimming pool cake, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what she wants. And for his birthday he gets what he wants. Then I told &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; to confirm my excuse. Someday I might actually make cakes, but for now I do not. But I did make cookies bars, which are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane's&lt;/span&gt; favorite. That with rocky road ice cream, his favorite, he really did get what he wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Awhile ago Brynn was introduced to the bead things you make patterns with and then melt them together. She fell in love with them at her cousins. So we got some for our house, and who do you think loved them even more than Brynn.....Shane. I'm not sure how he feels about me sharing this, but it is appropriate. The same friends we had over for his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Peterson's&lt;/span&gt;, are the same friends we had over awhile ago and while we were talking Shane was putting together a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt; pattern of those things. So for a long time Brynn has been planning on getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; a set for his birthday. Brynn has already learned the skill of getting someone close to you a gift that you want and can use as well. She picked out the glow in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; ones that she has wanted for some time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conveniently&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad it wasn't a surprise. Because the morning after we bought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane's&lt;/span&gt; gift Brynn had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; guess what we got him. She replied "no, we got you some glow in the dark beads". The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; and humor was ruined, but at the same time not, Brynn is so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The beads have been all over the house, so I am hiding them until Austin gets bigger, or I am in an extra nice mood. Shane couldn't have a gift holiday without getting some tech item, so he ordered himself some 'parts' to make some type of robot/computer thing to convert his grandpa's 8mm slides into a good quality movie. I can just feel the 'tech high' he'll be getting building that thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6479463325260553566?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6479463325260553566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6479463325260553566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6479463325260553566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6479463325260553566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-family-picture-austin-in-background.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-N-dahRcAs/TheFE10iTXI/AAAAAAAALKQ/LpTrkNKwT5Q/s72-c/DSCN2514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2473382452654670541</id><published>2011-07-08T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:22:21.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Tgp3-I2eMU/TheE9wROJgI/AAAAAAAALKI/2kuXQ4nbqHo/s1600/preschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Tgp3-I2eMU/TheE9wROJgI/AAAAAAAALKI/2kuXQ4nbqHo/s400/preschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Neighborhood Preschool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;May 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The last day of our neighborhood preschool was at our house. We had lots of fun this day, to celebrate. We had otter pops, even though I think some of the kids moms don't let them eat this kind of thing. I'm not sure if a couple of them had ever had an otter pop. Whoops. But it was fun, and the last day. We made graduation caps that did not stay on their heads. But it was a fun idea. And we collected things from outside and glued them onto their numbers. I think their favorite thing every time at my house was finding the numbers/letters of the day that I would hide throughout the house. It was fun while it lasted, but I am excited to have Brynn in a paid preschool next year. She can't wait. She asks frequently when the summer will be over, especially since I told her she could get sketchers when preschool starts. The commercials on kids channels get Brynn every single time. Even the baby bullet. I can't even repeat all the funny times Brynn has mentioned the baby bullet. when she sees my friends who are pregnant, when she plans her future and when she has a baby. She wants that thing. The power of marketing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2473382452654670541?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2473382452654670541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2473382452654670541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2473382452654670541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2473382452654670541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/neighborhood-preschool-may-24-th-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Tgp3-I2eMU/TheE9wROJgI/AAAAAAAALKI/2kuXQ4nbqHo/s72-c/preschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7900167119145655762</id><published>2011-07-08T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:14:52.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xeo24mCPdxQ/TheE5-h4FVI/AAAAAAAALKA/ZBR_sh5FLGM/s1600/gymnastics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xeo24mCPdxQ/TheE5-h4FVI/AAAAAAAALKA/ZBR_sh5FLGM/s400/gymnastics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Gymnastics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;5/23/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Brynn has been taking gymnastics over the past school year. To close the year they had a showcase of sorts of some of the things they do in class. Sadly the camera batteries ran out at the beginning. And the few pictures I have speak for themselves: bad. But I did get lots of video coverage to show in her movie when she is old and famous (similar to Justin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bieber's&lt;/span&gt;). Yes, someday all our video coverage/annoyance will be appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Brynn did the beam, ran and jumped and did some tricks on the floor. I know no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;technical&lt;/span&gt; terms. She loved the part at the end where they each took a turn on the 'medal stand' and was given and award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;I was ready to be done with this class because Brynn was so much older than the girls and it was getting lame and annoying. But she was ready to advance, so I tried it for one more month. It was so much better and I really liked it. Brynn has been wanting to do dance for a long time. I had her do gymnastics to try to even out some of the '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girliness&lt;/span&gt;'. But, to Brynn's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; its time to move on. I think dance will start in the fall, we'll see for sure. But I am sad she is out of gymnastics. For some reason I was attached. She enjoyed it, but didn't seem to care when I told her over and over she wouldn't be going to any more gymnastics classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Also, the 23rd was our anniversary, 9 years. No pictures of us, and no big celebration. We were so busy with life I can't even remember if we went out on a date. But we did get ice cream at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; after Brynn's gymnastics show ;) Next year we'll have to celebrate BIG: I'm turning 30, Shane 35, and our 10 year anniversary! I'm thinking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;week long&lt;/span&gt; vacation without the kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7900167119145655762?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7900167119145655762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7900167119145655762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7900167119145655762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7900167119145655762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/gymnastics-52311-brynn-has-been-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xeo24mCPdxQ/TheE5-h4FVI/AAAAAAAALKA/ZBR_sh5FLGM/s72-c/gymnastics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7488944731823180616</id><published>2011-07-08T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:03:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ya9SBNZJpV8/TheE0bhkk4I/AAAAAAAALJ4/2xe5RQBNLZA/s1600/puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ya9SBNZJpV8/TheE0bhkk4I/AAAAAAAALJ4/2xe5RQBNLZA/s400/puzzle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Backpack puzzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;5/19/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn has a good friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; that is the sweetest boy. He tells me how good my cooking is and how nice my stuff looks. Random politeness and such a gentleman prove to go a long way, long enough to have him over as much as he wants. I love to watch him and his sisters Ella and Kate. On this day they put this big puzzle together and we so excited. They were good to Austin and let him help a lot too. The library has backpacks that have different activities with books in them, of course the kids get one every time. And they both feel so good walking around with backpacks on. Later someone came over and said they saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; and Brynn over the fence. Our fence is tall, so I looked out and they were on top of our garbage cans eating lunch and waving to people as they passed. It was pretty cute, too bad no picture for that. Later the garbage can fell, and I didn't even have to deal with any crying or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7488944731823180616?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7488944731823180616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7488944731823180616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7488944731823180616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7488944731823180616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/07/backpack-puzzle-51911-brynn-has-good.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ya9SBNZJpV8/TheE0bhkk4I/AAAAAAAALJ4/2xe5RQBNLZA/s72-c/puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7818347475172326416</id><published>2011-06-22T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:56:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The Most Magical Place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;May 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We made a special trip to Disneyland in May. We had been debating, and then for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; reasons decided this was the best time to go. The week we went was supposed to be slow. We thought we would be walking on the rides. For the most part the wait was around 20 minutes, except for Toy story and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fantasy land&lt;/span&gt;. So according to the locals, that was a slow and great week. Because of this, and the heat, we will NEVER go during the summer. Although we barely missed the opening of several rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Overall the trip was almost, maybe even, perfect. We left Saturday night and stayed with Liz in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. Got up around 7 and left to avoid the crazy traffic leaves &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas on Sundays. The drive was smooth and fast. We found a hotel off of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;priceline&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I did, using &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;betterbidding&lt;/span&gt;.com. Shane was really bugged at first, because although the hotel was a 3 or 4 star, I forget, it was far away. But in the end this was an advantage. We were so far away our hotel had its own shuttle, rather than the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Anaheim&lt;/span&gt; shuttle I have heard so many bad things about. The shuttle was reliable and nice. The hotel was really nice, which made it comfortable and relaxing. In fact the bed was so comfortable, I may be calling them soon to see which kind it was because I loved it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We checked into the hotel after taking a trip to Target for food. We decided to make this trip as cheap as possible, which meant eating breakfast in the hotel, and taking lots of food into Disneyland. We ate out at night, but never in the park. It just turned out that way. We saved a lot of money this way. The first night we got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt; food at the hotel. The next night Shane and I got taco bell on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; way to pick of the kids from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nittas&lt;/span&gt;. And the third night we ate in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Downtown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; at the burrito place that the Hopkins introduced us to last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;After going swimming on Sunday afternoon we thought we could go get some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;souvenirs&lt;/span&gt; in downtown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;. In the way there we had the genius idea of finding one of those discount stores outside of the park that sells the exact same stuff. About 1 1/2 hours later, we realized there were none. We expected there to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; a couple, after seeing how many there are around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disneyworld&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;. But, it was a complete waste of time. We ended up going to downtown Disney. Brynn saved her money and I told her she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; get one thing that we would help pay for. She bought a little dress up kit with Minnie Mouse. That was the best toy for her, and Austin. They LOVED it and spent a lot of time playing with it at the hotel, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nittas&lt;/span&gt;, drive home, and at home. All the many pieces are all over all the time, and soon I want to throw them out, but it was cute and very worth the money. I think I will do that every trip to Disney now, buy one thing the night before so they don't bug you the entire time for toys throughout the park. We also got the autograph book, which all the characters sign when you get your picture with them. We did that last year and it is really fun for the kids to look at over and over at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;On the way out of downtown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; we walked through the lobby of the Grand Californian hotel. That place is amazing. I don't think we realized just how awesome it was when we stayed there with friends. Staying there makes it that much more magical. So thanks again to our good friends that made that possible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Monday we got up, packed all the food and headed out with the first shuttle. Its nice in a way to have the park open at 10 and close at 8 during our visit, its easier to get there on time. And easier to get to bed at a decent hour, instead of wanting to stay as long as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;So we actually made it before it opened. Here are pictures of the kids in the hotel with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Minnie&lt;/span&gt; mouse toys. Brynn slept with us and on the floor, and Austin was in the closet. The pack and play wouldn't fit in our usual spot, the bathroom, or the closet. So every night we pulled the sliding doors off the closet and put Austin's crib in the space. That way he couldn't see us around the corner for the most part and he wasn't wanting to party like he does if anyone is around him. It worked out well, and it helped that he was exhausted by the end of the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Since we got there on time we headed to a ride we had never been on, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; submarine one. On the way we saw Buzz. Austin did not like it one bit and was crying. Brynn was nervous, but did great. Ever since we last came, December of 2009, we have been talking to her about the characters. She was pretty much deathly afraid of the characters with their heads covered up. She loved the princesses and ones without fake heads, but would cry and shake around the others. We explained they were only people dressed up, and they are pretend. When we were around different ones like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chuckecheese&lt;/span&gt; at home, we would practice with her getting close. She has come a long, long way and did great. After Buzz she wasn't nervous anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I remember Austin was shake so hard and get really scared and then start crying. With Buzz he cried, and with a couple others. He was still scared a bit, but much better than before. Shane took a picture of us looking out the submarine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVNNTeBkK_U/TgK-2TF59LI/AAAAAAAALHk/p_-LZ1CxuQA/s1600/disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVNNTeBkK_U/TgK-2TF59LI/AAAAAAAALHk/p_-LZ1CxuQA/s400/disneyland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Austin was too small to ride the bugs life bumper cars, so we watched from the side. At first he was glad, but then he really wanted to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ba-onNgyY0U/TgK-2v0Gd7I/AAAAAAAALHs/GbXr5BJqVTk/s1600/disneyland1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ba-onNgyY0U/TgK-2v0Gd7I/AAAAAAAALHs/GbXr5BJqVTk/s400/disneyland1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG07zL6PYOU/TgK-3On_rUI/AAAAAAAALH0/4e2XR00jlD8/s1600/disneyland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG07zL6PYOU/TgK-3On_rUI/AAAAAAAALH0/4e2XR00jlD8/s400/disneyland2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Austin didn't like chip &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;n'dale&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pluto&lt;/span&gt;. But Brynn did. Pluto threw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Brynn's&lt;/span&gt; book to chip off of his nose. They did quite the show for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SA77qgdppWY/TgK-3bRJjCI/AAAAAAAALH8/EN1o42OPCY4/s1600/disneyland3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SA77qgdppWY/TgK-3bRJjCI/AAAAAAAALH8/EN1o42OPCY4/s400/disneyland3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We met Ariel. I thought you could only see her in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. I'm glad we didn't have to spend $100 to get her picture.&lt;/div&gt;The weather was great. during the day it got a little hot while we walked all around, and at night it got just a little chilly. it felt great though. The first day Shane took Brynn on her first 'big' ride: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soarin&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;. She really liked it. Although she was tall enough, we didn't have her go on any of the other 'big' rides that we couldn't sit as a family on. She was terrified and had no desire. Luckily the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta&lt;/span&gt; and his family babysat the kids for us so Shane and I could have a 'date' and go on all the big rides. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; and his friend met us at the parking lot around 3 or 4 and took them to his house for the night. It was so nice and fun. the kids had a fun time with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nittas&lt;/span&gt;, and we appreciated it so much. It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; made the trip complete to be able to go on all the big rides without having to swap the kids each time. We even scored really good spots for the World of Color show. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; left our tickets in the car, so we risked it and went anyways. We told an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attendant&lt;/span&gt; we had the blue tickets and we got awesome spots. The next day I looked at the tickets and realized they were actually yellow I think, so we got really great seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPnK8LF4jgw/TgK-378fQ3I/AAAAAAAALIE/QlcEtszBmUY/s1600/disneyland4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPnK8LF4jgw/TgK-378fQ3I/AAAAAAAALIE/QlcEtszBmUY/s400/disneyland4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the morning of the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day we split up, Shane got tickets to world of color and I went to wait in line for Tangled (I think). But on the way I noticed a small crowd forming. I joined them and waited to see what was going on. Almost instantly and older employee took me to a spot that he recommended for better viewing. It was so nice of him and it really was a perfect spot. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; band came out in a few minutes, along with Mickey and other characters and I was right up front. The crowd grew really fast, so I was lucky to see it. This band made me want to cry honestly. It was the definition of the 'magic of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;'. The music, dancing, nice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conductor&lt;/span&gt;. All in the morning of entering the park. I like the rides and other things &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; has to offer, but its these shows, music, and nice employees that make me LOVE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;. The Hopkins got us hooked when we joined them in 2009. I would go back over and over it is so fun and magical, for us and the kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While I was waiting with Brynn to see pixie hollow and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; took Austin on rides. They came over while we were still waiting and Austin had fallen asleep with his bubble wand in his mouth. So cute. That was another thing I loved, the bubbles for Austin. I have never seen a kid love bubbles more. So I brought them on our trip, and thought of bringing them in the park for him. It turned out great, because Austin would sit and blow his bubbles all day and in line. It made him happier and more patient in the lines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another funny thing that day, at lunch Austin kept trying to feed the ducks that were walking around us. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;followed&lt;/span&gt; them around and talked to them. He would leave little fish crackers and step back for them to eat. He made little trails of the crackers to follow him. And he would make little piles of the crackers. No exaggeration, he did this for about 40 minutes maybe, and this may have made him as happy as anything in Disneyland. He loved it! I am so glad I got some on video, it was so funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our family together on Jungle cruise. This was Brynn's favorite ride last year, and this year it didn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlISppc9kk4/TgK-4LnFelI/AAAAAAAALIM/HNFUCnZectM/s1600/disneyland5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlISppc9kk4/TgK-4LnFelI/AAAAAAAALIM/HNFUCnZectM/s400/disneyland5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We never went back to the hotel during the day. Austin would fall asleep whenever. One day we planned it and went to see Aladdin, and he fell asleep there. The kids did awesome, better than I expected. Or maybe that is just my memory now, 2 months later ;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Od2XUhV6BC4/TgK-4rRLXQI/AAAAAAAALIU/y-e8L_KiPdo/s1600/disneyland6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Od2XUhV6BC4/TgK-4rRLXQI/AAAAAAAALIU/y-e8L_KiPdo/s400/disneyland6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pictures with me are while waiting for the crush show. You can see one of the Austin's grumpy faces that he has often. He glares and sticks out his lips together. I have had more people comment about his cute grumpy face, than his smiling face. He pulls those looks in a way I have never seen a kid do, and he does it often. He even now tells me 'GRUMPY', in a stern mad voice when he tells me he is in a bad mood. Hilarious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brynn got to ask Crush a question, but I forget now what it was. We LOVE that show, and the kids did too. Austin always calls turtles crush now, after saying its a turtle. We tried to see things that we missed last time, including the sourdough bread tour. The bread was good and it was nice to get out of the heat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AfOXgt8HlM/TgK-4yI-xbI/AAAAAAAALIc/XBNuKgOviAo/s1600/disneyland7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AfOXgt8HlM/TgK-4yI-xbI/AAAAAAAALIc/XBNuKgOviAo/s400/disneyland7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;One of our favorite rides was the toy story arcade ride. Last time I didn't think it was that amazing, and I still don't. Its fun and entertaining, but people are obsessed, and the line is always so long. BUT, the first time we went on it, Austin was with me. I didn't even try to put his glasses on because I thought he wouldn't let me. He hates anything on his head, and in the past refuses to put those type of glasses on. He was in my lap to begin with, then within a short time squirmed his way to sitting next to me. I started playing, and the next thing time I look at Austin he is pulling the little cord to shoot over and over. I laughed because he knew exactly what to do and was really into it, even without the 3D glasses. I thought it was so cute and fun to do that with him, I told Shane after we have to do it again so that he can ride with Austin. We did it again the next day and Shane put his glasses on. Austin enjoyed them I think, and loved the game again. I thought it was one of the cutest sights seeing them together with their glasses on. That is one memory I will keep from this trip. Brynn loved Mr. Potato head. We kept the line back because she loved him so much. I love him too, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpyF2VRq53M/TgK-5dnuwXI/AAAAAAAALIk/9ZJt17rOaJA/s1600/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpyF2VRq53M/TgK-5dnuwXI/AAAAAAAALIk/9ZJt17rOaJA/s400/Collages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The last day Heather, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt;, and Kim met up with us after a late lunch/early dinner. They have passes, so we saw them the first day as well. We went on Pirates of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; together, because I wanted to go one last time. I love the atmosphere of that ride. The kids get a little scared, but do great. Brynn really wanted to see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rapunzel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Flynn&lt;/span&gt; Rider. Kim was so extremely nice and took her to wait in line for over an hour, maybe 1 1/2 hours! She got her cotton candy on the way. She is so awesome! Shane went with Heather and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; on a couple rides, while I took Austin on a few of the rides we missed in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fantasy land&lt;/span&gt;, like the little train. I met Kim and Brynn at the end of the line and went in with them. While we were waiting Flynn came out and I got a picture of just him. I must say he is the most handsome character I've seen at Disneyland. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta's&lt;/span&gt; had to go, so we went on the last few rides. Such as Dumbo, which the kids loved. They were being fun in the line too, even with it being long. I am impressed they did so well in all the lines, it was fun and made it much more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4P5UU4Bdejk/TgK-53811nI/AAAAAAAALIs/xntC5gY-MqM/s1600/disneyland8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4P5UU4Bdejk/TgK-53811nI/AAAAAAAALIs/xntC5gY-MqM/s400/disneyland8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The teacups of course. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Autopia&lt;/span&gt;. Brynn rode with me and Austin with Shane. That ride kids always love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y75GmUlMvVk/TgK-6JVMwjI/AAAAAAAALI0/ayNNJk_eCcI/s1600/disneyland9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y75GmUlMvVk/TgK-6JVMwjI/AAAAAAAALI0/ayNNJk_eCcI/s400/disneyland9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final night we took the kids to World of Color. We didn't want to waste time saving good spots, so we went on more rides instead. We wanted to ride the train back, the one thing I really wanted to do because I knew the kids would like it. But we waited until the last minute, and we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ended&lt;/span&gt; up running back to Disney California for the show. Good thing we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt; 2 strollers, for more reasons that this. We got the very last spots for the show, and put the kids on our shoulders for them to see. I still can't get over how amazing that show is, some of the stuff I don't understand how they even did. The kids were too tired to fully enjoy it, but they liked it. I'm glad I was able to see it the night before with Shane and I with our great spots. Because this time I wanted the kids to see it all, plus I couldn't see great anyways. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even with going for 3 days, we missed a few things. I wished it could have been so slow we could walk on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; rides and go over an over. For the most part we went on all the rides once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This trip was so fun and worth the time and money. It was perfect with only 2 kids, one to ride with each Shane and I. They were old enough to do really good, with only a few draw backs. I will always remember this trip and how fun it was. I hope the kids remember the feeling of pure joy and fun. When can we go again ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsoofgY-wNE/TgK-6jh_ioI/AAAAAAAALI8/LcM88jsSsDU/s1600/disneyland10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsoofgY-wNE/TgK-6jh_ioI/AAAAAAAALI8/LcM88jsSsDU/s400/disneyland10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;On the bus ride home both kids fell asleep. I can't explain in words, except maybe pure happiness and contentment to hold Austin in my arms and see Brynn completely wiped out from so much fun and laughter. This is also a moment I will remember. I am so happy we are able to take them and appreciate the fact that it is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; we can. I hope the future brings us lots of fun trips, because honestly those are my favorite moments, even with all the work to get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7818347475172326416?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7818347475172326416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7818347475172326416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7818347475172326416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7818347475172326416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/06/disneyland-most-magical-place-may-7-th.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVNNTeBkK_U/TgK-2TF59LI/AAAAAAAALHk/p_-LZ1CxuQA/s72-c/disneyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1256282872684864377</id><published>2011-06-22T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:38:50.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tKpisNj-M/ThY6uzRqW2I/AAAAAAAALJo/TlQzS4wbElQ/s1600/231064_1802773306515_1155305519_31621494_2547400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tKpisNj-M/ThY6uzRqW2I/AAAAAAAALJo/TlQzS4wbElQ/s400/231064_1802773306515_1155305519_31621494_2547400_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goldilocks Ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;It just so happens that Darci, Kristen, Tricia, and I had an AMAZING time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; all of our first organized bike ride. We had all wanted to do the Little Red ride in Logan, but it sold out so fast only Tricia was able to get a spot. She found this ride and we all signed up. We opted for the 40 mile track since none of us had gone that far, and to be honest we were a bit nervous. The whole day turned out to be one of the greatest days of the year for me. It was so fun! They organized it really well with lots of good food the whole time. We all talked the whole time laughing and riding. I have never done a non-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt; sport event like this, and I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fallen&lt;/span&gt; in LOVE. Everyone is there to have a good time and have good food, while riding on a bike. Seriously, its a big party. And after just completing my 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; ride (the MS ride that I will blog about soon), I seriously wonder how I have been missing out on this awesome world of good time while on bikes. I have thoroughly enjoyed my bike since I bought it. I really like the rides, and these events are a blast! I can not write enough or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;express&lt;/span&gt; how fun they are. And I LOVE that I was able to do it with these ladies. They are so fun, and we always have a good time. Darci and Kristen I know from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; and Tricia was Kristen's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; in college. I feel lucky to have these girls as my friends, and love that we can ride together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Within the first mile I got a flat tire. A nail right into my tire. After all the miles I have ridden, this is when I get my first flat. In my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ignorance&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't have anything. No tube, no tools, no CO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cartridge&lt;/span&gt;. I even had the last one at home....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Luckily Darci and Kristen had everything, and lucky Kristen and I just went to a bike repair class to teach us how to change a tire. We got through most of it, but the end we couldn't figure it out. We were waiting a long time, then a runner came by and finished it for us. Very kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; the first stop to see candy and cookies to snack on. I was expecting 'sport' snacks. There was fruit and sports drinks, but lots of treats too. At this first stop I realized the extent of what a 'ride' was as opposed to a 'race'. I also loved that there was sun screen, and tampons. I laughed when I saw that, and made me love this all woman ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;It's almost sad to say, but the 40 miles took us a LONG time, maybe 5 hours, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! We took our time at all the stops. Then at the end our families met us, except mine ;) Shane had lots to do before we left right after I got home for Disneyland. I told him not to come. But when we were all eating together at the end, having a good time, I missed Shane and the kids. Next time I know better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;I got home at 3, showered and packed the last few things. While &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; around I saw this big envelope with my name on it. I figured it was for the next day, Mothers day. And since Shane stinks at keeping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt;, I tried to help him by not looking at it. I guess I was supposed to look at it. I had just mentioned how I love to send people treats/sweets in the mail for occasions because I always wish someone would for me. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; when to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;winco&lt;/span&gt; and got my favorite Alpine mints there, put them in a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;container&lt;/span&gt; with a 'label' he made that said "eat one or two when you need a break from your husband and kids". Then his put it in a big envelope and put it in the mail pile to seem as if it was sent to me. It was thoughtful, and funny. later I asked him why he didn't spend the money to actually send it in the mail, I figured he didn't want to spend that money (yes, he is frugal that way). He explained it was too late to send in the mail, or else he would have. It was really thoughtful, but I hope some day he will feel as though we are at a level financially for him to spend money to order me something from fairytale brownies or edible arrangements ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;In the end the day was just about perfect. Fun times and friends, and the start of a trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;I don't really like the picture of me above, but I am proud to be in that group. Thanks ladies for a great day I will always remember. I hope we have lots of rides together in the future. Including a ride on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; that we have planned: park at Flour girls and dough boys, go on a ride out to Utah lake, come back and eat at flour girls. Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1256282872684864377?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1256282872684864377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1256282872684864377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1256282872684864377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1256282872684864377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/06/goldilocks-ride-may-7-th-2011-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4tKpisNj-M/ThY6uzRqW2I/AAAAAAAALJo/TlQzS4wbElQ/s72-c/231064_1802773306515_1155305519_31621494_2547400_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2487553260301497870</id><published>2011-06-22T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:56:48.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCFtjb0lpnU/TgKzblQDExI/AAAAAAAALHI/Z3mVFytO3xM/s1600/DSCN2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCFtjb0lpnU/TgKzblQDExI/AAAAAAAALHI/Z3mVFytO3xM/s400/DSCN2238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvdcqI7bNjM/TgKzcDzLKGI/AAAAAAAALHQ/62sqgNOt0jE/s1600/DSCN2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvdcqI7bNjM/TgKzcDzLKGI/AAAAAAAALHQ/62sqgNOt0jE/s400/DSCN2242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tulip Festival 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The weather this year was horrible in the spring. The tulip festival was extended by a week I think, because the blooming came so late. We were only able to see the amazing flowers 1 time this year due to rain and busy schedules. The day was perfect though, sunny and no rain. We met our field trip group and had a picnic. I didn't feel like taking pictures, so this is what we got while walking out of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The tulip festival is my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2487553260301497870?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2487553260301497870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2487553260301497870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2487553260301497870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2487553260301497870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/06/tulip-festival-2011-weather-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCFtjb0lpnU/TgKzblQDExI/AAAAAAAALHI/Z3mVFytO3xM/s72-c/DSCN2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5309323909139229411</id><published>2011-05-22T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:53:43.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rDLvqNns38/TdlPRljUi0I/AAAAAAAALF4/qBPOqVcR6Mk/s1600/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rDLvqNns38/TdlPRljUi0I/AAAAAAAALF4/qBPOqVcR6Mk/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Cougar came to visit so we all met at Brandon's house for the afternoon. The kids had a great time, and we had the best hamburgers ever! Onion soup mix mixed into the patties made magic on the grill. I am still remembering the satisfaction. Plus I was super hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5309323909139229411?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5309323909139229411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5309323909139229411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5309323909139229411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5309323909139229411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/05/cougar-came-to-visit-so-we-all-met-at.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rDLvqNns38/TdlPRljUi0I/AAAAAAAALF4/qBPOqVcR6Mk/s72-c/DSCN2167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-195409202388371987</id><published>2011-05-22T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:50:55.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My parents came to visit for Easter weekend. Since I am writing about the occasion 3 months later, I have forgotten all the details sadly. But from the pictures I can tell we colored eggs again, this time Austin really enjoying the dye and showing his green hand to prove it.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtLzW8l6jk/TdlPHrMoC4I/AAAAAAAALFo/dgyVH-OTpKc/s1600/easter%2Bweekend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtLzW8l6jk/TdlPHrMoC4I/AAAAAAAALFo/dgyVH-OTpKc/s400/easter%2Bweekend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I didn't take many pictures I guess, but we had a hunt with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta&lt;/span&gt; kids and Liz. The older kids were supposed to stick to the back, but came to the front and took a bunch of Brynn, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emi&lt;/span&gt;, and Austin's eggs. Austin knew exactly what to do. He got so many he kept tipping over his basket and slowly picked up each and every one, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; times. But we couldn't stop staring at him while enjoying his hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The kids got more stuff from the Easter bunny in their baskets. Since the '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;easter&lt;/span&gt; bunny' gets sick of all the 'presents' from all the many holidays during the past few months, she kept it simple. And yet, the basket was filled. Any other '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;easter&lt;/span&gt; bunnies', 'leprechauns', 'cupids', '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;santas&lt;/span&gt;' feel as though their kids get too many 'gifts'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Look at how grateful Brynn looks. And how sweet the kids look pushing each other away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qh7cmyBlo8/TdlPILNaA-I/AAAAAAAALFw/IejSLDgRl6U/s1600/easter%2Bweekend1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qh7cmyBlo8/TdlPILNaA-I/AAAAAAAALFw/IejSLDgRl6U/s400/easter%2Bweekend1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Easter dinner turned out delicious, I made it ;) Liz came with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta&lt;/span&gt; kids, along with Grandma B and uncle Steve. It was a full house with a lot of food. Ham is sounding good right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-195409202388371987?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/195409202388371987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=195409202388371987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/195409202388371987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/195409202388371987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-weekend-my-parents-came-to-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtLzW8l6jk/TdlPHrMoC4I/AAAAAAAALFo/dgyVH-OTpKc/s72-c/easter%2Bweekend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5434801665253512075</id><published>2011-04-30T22:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:36:05.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mQOLb7hrLo/TbztRAMb4MI/AAAAAAAALFc/BpTikxl3ZsE/s1600/field%2Btrip%2Begg%2Bhunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mQOLb7hrLo/TbztRAMb4MI/AAAAAAAALFc/BpTikxl3ZsE/s400/field%2Btrip%2Begg%2Bhunt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Field Trip Egg Hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;4/21/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We had an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; party for our field trip group at our church. I was able to find the kids baskets after searching and searching right before it started. Luckily the weather was great and we were able to put all the eggs outside. The little kids went first. They were all looking out the windows excited for the eggs. I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; by how Austin knew exactly what to do. It was incredibly cute and I wish I would have brought my video camera. He was so excited he kept getting too many eggs, so I had to keep taking them back out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;All the kids loved the little toys someone brought more than the candy. But they like that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;It was so fun to see all the excited kids running for eggs. We had lunch and played a couple games. It started raining when we were leaving, perfect timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5434801665253512075?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5434801665253512075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5434801665253512075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5434801665253512075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5434801665253512075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/field-trip-egg-hunt-42111-we-had-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mQOLb7hrLo/TbztRAMb4MI/AAAAAAAALFc/BpTikxl3ZsE/s72-c/field%2Btrip%2Begg%2Bhunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6946516829351611742</id><published>2011-04-30T22:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:30:59.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myk42w6BE8A/TbztMxrLDfI/AAAAAAAALFU/gDJtfQke1yY/s1600/dying%2Beggs%2B1st%2Btime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myk42w6BE8A/TbztMxrLDfI/AAAAAAAALFU/gDJtfQke1yY/s400/dying%2Beggs%2B1st%2Btime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Dying Eggs the 1st Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;4/18/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Ever since Brynn died eggs for the first time last year, she has asked about doing it again several times since. Her dreams finally came true one random evening. I didn't feel like changing their clothes, so I just took off their clothes that I didn't want ruined: hence the naked boy and girl in panties. Austin had a good time, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; with the pants after the dye dried. Both kids painted for a long time, and I got to help the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;The kids played/cracked their eggs for days. We finally threw them out after they were stinking. Luckily the kids didn't get too upset when they were thrown out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6946516829351611742?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6946516829351611742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6946516829351611742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6946516829351611742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6946516829351611742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/dying-eggs-1st-time-41811-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myk42w6BE8A/TbztMxrLDfI/AAAAAAAALFU/gDJtfQke1yY/s72-c/dying%2Beggs%2B1st%2Btime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6805550186346939197</id><published>2011-04-30T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:26:38.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWnGRMOUhGs/TbztJG0YpbI/AAAAAAAALFM/-EnieIbxFnU/s1600/BYU%2BBallroom%2BDancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWnGRMOUhGs/TbztJG0YpbI/AAAAAAAALFM/-EnieIbxFnU/s400/BYU%2BBallroom%2BDancers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Ballroom Dance Concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;4/9/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn and I were excited for this event. We were late and missed 3 of the dances, which I was really bugged about. But tried to enjoy the rest of it. This is the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year Brynn and I have attended this event and we love it, especially me. All of the dances are amazing with great music. Brynn loved the dance that used white lights and neon colors to showcase '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nintendo&lt;/span&gt;'. It was really amazing how they did a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mario&lt;/span&gt; game, teenage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mutant&lt;/span&gt; ninja turtles, etc. Really fun and impressive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We had to get ice cream at the creamery after, especially since remembered it from last year. She got pink with marshmallows. I think we both had a really good time. I am already looking forward to next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6805550186346939197?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6805550186346939197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6805550186346939197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6805550186346939197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6805550186346939197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/byu-ballroom-dance-concert-4911-brynn.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWnGRMOUhGs/TbztJG0YpbI/AAAAAAAALFM/-EnieIbxFnU/s72-c/BYU%2BBallroom%2BDancers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3848867629128378811</id><published>2011-04-30T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:22:17.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3OXBEhR9Zc/TbztFl4S9lI/AAAAAAAALFE/sFLmrJBL1xM/s1600/Brynn%2527s%2BFort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3OXBEhR9Zc/TbztFl4S9lI/AAAAAAAALFE/sFLmrJBL1xM/s400/Brynn%2527s%2BFort.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Fort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;4/8/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;While I was on the phone one day with my sister, Brynn made this fort. I had no idea she had made it. Soon I noticed there was no background noise and I turned around and saw this. Then I realized she was asleep underneath. How nice, I didn't even need to put her down and read her books. All while I was on the phone. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the girl I love ;) And that's how amazing I am as a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3848867629128378811?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3848867629128378811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3848867629128378811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3848867629128378811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3848867629128378811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/brynns-fort-4811-while-i-was-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3OXBEhR9Zc/TbztFl4S9lI/AAAAAAAALFE/sFLmrJBL1xM/s72-c/Brynn%2527s%2BFort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3423780689186041831</id><published>2011-04-30T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:19:33.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYOZYwsHx7I/TbztAl_ptPI/AAAAAAAALE0/0jFnof0P_iA/s1600/Brynn%2527s%2Bdilated%2Beyes%252C%2Bothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYOZYwsHx7I/TbztAl_ptPI/AAAAAAAALE0/0jFnof0P_iA/s400/Brynn%2527s%2Bdilated%2Beyes%252C%2Bothers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Brynn's Shades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4/2/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Brynn's 4 year check up the pediatrician was concerned about her eyes. He recommended we see a specialist to be certain everything was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so we made the soonest appointment which was 4 months out. In April we finally made it to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; and it was fun for both kids. The appointment was in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;childrens&lt;/span&gt; hospital in West Jordan, and it was packed with fun kid stuff. There were movies for the kids to watch in the exam room, all the nurses and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr's&lt;/span&gt; were super nice. There were lots of games, coloring, activities, and fun things to look at while we waited for Brynn's eyes to dilate. When her eyes were ready to do the final part of the exam they gave her these shades to wear over her sensitive eyes. She thought she was so cool! And she loved them. When everything was done and we were assured her eyes were in perfect condition, Brynn and Austin wanted to stay to play with the toys. We stayed a little longer and then took time to look at the cool murals on the way out. You know they do a great job of making kids feel comfortable when they don't want to leave. Oh and the bottom right photo, she told me she wanted to pose like a rock star in her shades. She has quite the interest in 'rock stars'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While I was taking Brynn's pictures at home Austin was cheesing it. He would say '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheeeese&lt;/span&gt;' with quite the smile, I had to take some of him as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WIBgJiWzNg/TbztA6VvN_I/AAAAAAAALE8/x2si8mdKy9g/s1600/Brynn%2527s%2Bdilated%2Beyes%252C%2Bothers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WIBgJiWzNg/TbztA6VvN_I/AAAAAAAALE8/x2si8mdKy9g/s400/Brynn%2527s%2Bdilated%2Beyes%252C%2Bothers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3423780689186041831?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3423780689186041831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3423780689186041831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3423780689186041831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3423780689186041831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/brynns-shades-4211-at-brynns-4-year.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYOZYwsHx7I/TbztAl_ptPI/AAAAAAAALE0/0jFnof0P_iA/s72-c/Brynn%2527s%2Bdilated%2Beyes%252C%2Bothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7387249533412525941</id><published>2011-04-30T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:40:09.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eli9WcFo1p8/TbzstyztQeI/AAAAAAAALEs/EbtKOLAdvNc/s1600/children%2527s%2Bmuseum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eli9WcFo1p8/TbzstyztQeI/AAAAAAAALEs/EbtKOLAdvNc/s400/children%2527s%2Bmuseum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Children's Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;3/24/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;For our field trip we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;childrens&lt;/span&gt; museum in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;. We rode with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demordaunts&lt;/span&gt; which was fun, and Brynn had a blast with Ella and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;. Austin LOVED the ball area of course. He would put them up the shoot and watch them go up the pipes. He kept taking all the kids balls around him, all the parents were nice to help him as well. Charlie and a few other friends came along. After lunch, which we ate in the hall because it was so cold, the kids enjoyed playing in the news area. We stayed for 3 or 4 hours and the kids were all tired, along with the moms. But Brynn wasn't tired enough to beg to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon's&lt;/span&gt; house to play after, and Madeline was nice enough to let her. It was a fun day with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7387249533412525941?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7387249533412525941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7387249533412525941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7387249533412525941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7387249533412525941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/childrens-museum-32411-for-our-field.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eli9WcFo1p8/TbzstyztQeI/AAAAAAAALEs/EbtKOLAdvNc/s72-c/children%2527s%2Bmuseum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6536120709311874015</id><published>2011-04-30T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:39:47.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7JjiSg9bkM/TbzsdtjBswI/AAAAAAAALEk/QCumDeBtRcc/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%252C%2Bchuck%2Be%2Bcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7JjiSg9bkM/TbzsdtjBswI/AAAAAAAALEk/QCumDeBtRcc/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%252C%2Bchuck%2Be%2Bcheese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Austin's 'real' birthday &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chuckecheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;3/16/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Today Austin is officially 2! What a big boy. And he proved it when he rode on the back of the tricycle with Brynn. I couldn't believe how cute they looked with the biggest grins on their faces. Austin is still a baby, but a big boy at the same time! I cannot stand it, I love those kids so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We decided the evening deserved some type of party, so we took the kids to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chuckecheese&lt;/span&gt; to use some certificates we had there. They had a good time. And Shane and I found our favorite game there, a finger tracing game. You follow the line with your finger and get to the finish line before the time runs out. It is tricked though, its basically impossible to win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;It was cute to see the kids playing against each other on the air hockey. Austin barely reached over the top, so he needed some help. Then the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt; got a little ruined when Chuck E came out himself. Both kids freaked out. Good thing we were about to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Sarah, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emi&lt;/span&gt; met us at home where they gave Austin some fun cars that go really fast after you shake them a bit. He was so excited to see them. And he loves to bang the cars against stuff, go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6536120709311874015?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6536120709311874015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6536120709311874015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6536120709311874015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6536120709311874015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/austins-real-birthday-chuckecheese.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7JjiSg9bkM/TbzsdtjBswI/AAAAAAAALEk/QCumDeBtRcc/s72-c/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%252C%2Bchuck%2Be%2Bcheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1835432605416729273</id><published>2011-04-30T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:40:34.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;St. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Patricks&lt;/span&gt; Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The kids were very excited to get a package from Grandma and Grandpa Haley. Austin even got a couple birthday gifts in there too. There were green candies and gold coins, which the kids loved. There were even some cute pins and necklaces. Grandma Haley made this cute fuzzy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; blanket that Austin likes to keep in his crib. It was fun watching them open everything and ooh and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aaah&lt;/span&gt;. Every time we get packages I think the people are so awesome that sends them. I have tried to send a few packages with the kids, and it is exhausting. So we really appreciate it when people think of us and take the time and money to send packages, especially to our adorable kids ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNZfKPs2600/TbzsOXsK67I/AAAAAAAALEU/DJ5XNvcsNXU/s1600/st%2Bpatty%2527s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNZfKPs2600/TbzsOXsK67I/AAAAAAAALEU/DJ5XNvcsNXU/s400/st%2Bpatty%2527s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt; to have St Patty's day on a Thursday. I decided at the last minute to have a little party. We did it at our church which was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt;, especially since Shane has keys. We spent most of the time in the nursery where the kids played with the toys. We all brought something green to eat and share. We even had green bread for peanut butter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; which tasted very delicious. Then the kids colored &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shamrock&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bow ties&lt;/span&gt;. Then it was time for the hunt! They were very excited for this. There were about 4 or 5 clues. The first one leading to a veggie tale movie about St &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Patricks&lt;/span&gt; day and why we celebrate it. It was very informational and fun, I'm not sure how much the kids understood though. At the end was a pot of gold of course. It was a fun time! On the way home Austin had more gold coins which he loved, as you can see. Also, Brynn got really upset when the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leprechaun&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon's&lt;/span&gt; house but not ours. And I got upset about planning and doing the whole party, with her crying and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the day. I guess a mom can never win.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru467PwlJVY/TbzsOkR278I/AAAAAAAALEc/lRdhpCyGUhs/s1600/st%2Bpatty%2527s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru467PwlJVY/TbzsOkR278I/AAAAAAAALEc/lRdhpCyGUhs/s400/st%2Bpatty%2527s1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1835432605416729273?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1835432605416729273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1835432605416729273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1835432605416729273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1835432605416729273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/04/st.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNZfKPs2600/TbzsOXsK67I/AAAAAAAALEU/DJ5XNvcsNXU/s72-c/st%2Bpatty%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5734603127328140717</id><published>2011-03-21T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:28:22.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Austin's &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sunday 3/13/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, technically Austin wasn't two until March 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but we couldn't wait any longer to give him his gift. We bought it during Christmas on a really good sale, and were very tempted to give it to him at Christmas, but we resisted, and it was all worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We invited family in the area to come celebrate with good food and fun. We had cafe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colada&lt;/span&gt; smoothies, avocado/bean dip, and cupcakes and cookie bars. All the kids ran around while we ate for a good amount of time.  Luckily it was nice weather, so they could run outside as well. When it was time sing to Austin he didn't want anything to do with it because he was having too much fun with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; throwing rocks off the deck. I finally persuaded (forced) him to come sit and let us sing. The forcing part probably encourage what happened next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;He was in his seat and we lit the candles. He started crying and didn't want anything to do with it. I was right in front of him trying to take pictures and he started reaching out for me. Unfortunately while he was reaching, his arms came right above the flames. So sad, he got burned from his own birthday candles. He cried even harder while I tried to hold his arms while we finished singing. I knew that as soon as he started eating his cupcake and ice cream he would be fine and happy, and that is exactly what happened. Too bad he was too grumpy to take any pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Next I encouraged him to open presents. This time I didn't have to force. It took him a second to get started, but then started ripping away, with all of his cousins help of course. Grandma Wright sent him a few trains and the cutest suspenders. They look just like conductor suspenders, they were perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Next we pulled out the train table, the gift we had been waiting for months to give him. He discovered trains at Thanksgiving, and has loved them ever since. (His second greatest love is Dora, then Diego).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We had it all built up with a sheet covering it all in the entryway. We had all the cameras set and Shane let him peak under the sheet. He didn't know what to think, so we pulled the entire sheet off. His Uncle Kent was near by and Austin kept running to him for comfort. I'm not sure if it was the uncertainty of the situation, or everyone staring at him with expected looks on their faces. Whatever it was he was unsure and nervous and shy. It was cute how he kept going to Kent for comfort. After a few times, he just stood there looking around pulling his shirt up. Not sure what that was about, but then when his cousins encourage him to come play with the cool trains he dove right in. He played with that train table for 2 days straight, no exaggeration. He would kick and scream trains when he had to go to sleep at night and for naps. I love that he loves that gift so much. He has played with it every day for a good amount of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We put on his overalls and let him enjoy the evening with his trains. We tried to get a family picture, but Austin does not like pictures. He does however love his Auntie Sarah and lets her give him as many kisses as she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The evening went perfectly and we loved having everyone there including the Wright cousins, Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kardon&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nittas&lt;/span&gt;, Uncle Steve, and Grandma B (who is turning 93!). Austin loves having so much family to celebrate with and so do we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Happy Birthday Austin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3D5JpuoM_Jw/TYgqwBi1PgI/AAAAAAAALA8/M-fJWXHYnWY/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3D5JpuoM_Jw/TYgqwBi1PgI/AAAAAAAALA8/M-fJWXHYnWY/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Funny how the one good picture I got of Austin and anyone was with his Uncle Kent, who he kept running to for comfort when we unveiled the trains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Emi&lt;/span&gt; helped Shane set up the trains perfectly while Austin was distracted outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ImOZER025Io/TYgqw9xzcyI/AAAAAAAALBE/Uu5OvMsnAMM/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ImOZER025Io/TYgqw9xzcyI/AAAAAAAALBE/Uu5OvMsnAMM/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYHcppdaItk/TYgqxMkKJjI/AAAAAAAALBM/WcYDc1e-jjw/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYHcppdaItk/TYgqxMkKJjI/AAAAAAAALBM/WcYDc1e-jjw/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;On Austin's actual birthday we took him and Brynn to chuck-e-cheese with a gift certificate we've been waiting to use. He had a good time, but was scared of the rides and Chuck-e-cheese himself. Oh, and he had a melt down at the top of the play structure. But in the end he loved his blue airhead that we spent all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;quarters&lt;/span&gt; to get for him. So worth it, ha. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; the Incredible Pizza company in Draper, much more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5734603127328140717?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5734603127328140717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5734603127328140717' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5734603127328140717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5734603127328140717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/austins-two-sunday-3132011-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3D5JpuoM_Jw/TYgqwBi1PgI/AAAAAAAALA8/M-fJWXHYnWY/s72-c/Austin%2527s%2Bbday%2Bparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8924606164083873186</id><published>2011-03-21T21:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:07:24.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XmP8pr0zro/TYgqrCQDjbI/AAAAAAAALA0/7BSlHxMvUwI/s1600/Anndi%2527s%2Bbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XmP8pr0zro/TYgqrCQDjbI/AAAAAAAALA0/7BSlHxMvUwI/s400/Anndi%2527s%2Bbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anndi's&lt;/span&gt; Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Saturday March 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Brynn was very excited to go to her cousin's birthday party. She took a LONG time to pick out her gift. She was excited to dress up as well. The party was really fun, and even Austin got to participate with all the boys. He fell in love with the 'jewels' and 2 weeks later I am still cleaning them up all over our house. But its worth it to see that little fist tight around those, then suddenly whipping through the air at high speeds down the stairs (its a fun game he is entertained with).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Apparently Brynn was tired after the party when we left, because when I turned around questioning why it was so quite, I found her in this sleeping position. After I took the pictures I went to move her to a more comfortable position, but she had already moved on her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Birthday parties and cousins, what could be better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8924606164083873186?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8924606164083873186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8924606164083873186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8924606164083873186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8924606164083873186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/anndis-party-saturday-march-12-th-brynn.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XmP8pr0zro/TYgqrCQDjbI/AAAAAAAALA0/7BSlHxMvUwI/s72-c/Anndi%2527s%2Bbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6360338945086711582</id><published>2011-03-21T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:03:09.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MogV0CLDezw/TYgqojT-p5I/AAAAAAAALAs/Pwj9HvEXPSA/s1600/disney%2Bon%2Bice%2Bdate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MogV0CLDezw/TYgqojT-p5I/AAAAAAAALAs/Pwj9HvEXPSA/s400/disney%2Bon%2Bice%2Bdate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Date with her Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Thursday March 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Shane came to me asking if he should get tickets to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; on ice. We both thought it would be fun for him to take Brynn alone, as a daddy-daughter date. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; all the cheap tickets were gone on their website. But as luck would have it, I found some on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KSL&lt;/span&gt;, actually through the group sales for energy solutions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Shane picked up Brynn and they went straight to smiths where he let her pick out some treats. She picked bubble gum and the little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;licorice&lt;/span&gt; candies (Shane loves those, so I'm not sure who picked those). Then Brynn requested Chick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a for dinner, but Shane didn't know where one was, so he took her to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/span&gt; instead, which she liked just as much. They got on the train in sandy and rode it to the energy solutions arena. The seats were up high, but Shane said it was still nice because they were the first row on the upper level. Brynn had packed her backpack with her little princess figurines and Shane thought it was cute how she lined them all up on the ledge. Brynn didn't talk much on the way home because she was so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;She was excited to tell me about the date the next day, but was also really excited about the dentist. She found out she had a dentist appointment the same day she was told about her date with Shane. She seemed more excited about her teeth cleaning then the date, and brought it up several times more than the date. I encouraged talk about the date though. I guess its good she loves the dentist so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Next month Brynn and I are going to BYU's ballroom dance performance for our date. We went last year and it was so fun, I am going to try to make it our annual ballroom mommy-daughter date. Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6360338945086711582?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6360338945086711582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6360338945086711582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6360338945086711582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6360338945086711582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/brynns-date-with-her-daddy-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MogV0CLDezw/TYgqojT-p5I/AAAAAAAALAs/Pwj9HvEXPSA/s72-c/disney%2Bon%2Bice%2Bdate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-936863971520217815</id><published>2011-03-21T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:54:31.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmpUqM7rcgg/TYgqkSmCCFI/AAAAAAAALAk/ZFCqR17AHZQ/s1600/brynn%2Breading%2Bto%2Baustin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmpUqM7rcgg/TYgqkSmCCFI/AAAAAAAALAk/ZFCqR17AHZQ/s400/brynn%2Breading%2Bto%2Baustin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynn Reading to Austin&lt;br /&gt;March 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynn was proud of herself this night because she could read. Not quite, but it is adorable to see her so proud and repeating the story from memory of how it goes, and calling that reading. She was very good to her brother and "read" him several books, even just before he went into his crib. Austin has some unique facial expressions. I think its so funny to see him cheesing it, and then look so serious while looking at the book. Austin and Brynn are very good to each other, I love these pictures.&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/7757548623551233079-936863971520217815?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/936863971520217815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=936863971520217815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/936863971520217815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/936863971520217815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/brynn-reading-to-austin-march-4-th-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmpUqM7rcgg/TYgqkSmCCFI/AAAAAAAALAk/ZFCqR17AHZQ/s72-c/brynn%2Breading%2Bto%2Baustin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8371799987614558118</id><published>2011-03-02T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:30:44.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a MIRACLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3/2/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am actually caught up on this blog for the first time in probably 9-10 months! I am able to get this done with Brynn at a neighbors house for 'preschool' and Austin asleep still. A small miracle in itself (I ended up waking him to pick up Brynn at 10 am! It made me nervous with him asleep for so long, since 8 last night, but not nervous enough to end my precious alone time). It also helps that I haven't taken many pictures over the last couple months, even though we have done some fun things. We do something for the field trip group every week, but I haven't taken my camera one time. I only have the bowling pictures from a friend. We had a fun Valentines with a small party and some friends. And we went to a cupcake exchange which was a perfect idea, I was even able to drop off treats to my visiting teaching people. We've gone sledding, and have tried to attend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dino&lt;/span&gt; museum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; every week. We've tried to do fun things with friends, and we are busy as ever in our ward. Shane and I both spoke in sacrament, Shane stays at church for an hour or so every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; for his calling, we have been subbing a lot in primary, I am in activity days, and I just got called to do girls camp in June. I have no idea what it takes to plan camp, I haven't even been in young women's since I was one. Our first meeting is tomorrow. I think in the end it will be fun, but I'm sure its going to be a lot of work. And I'm not so sure about being around all those girls, I guess out of 45 or so, more than half are beehives. Exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am working on my 2010 blog book. I hate the software for blurb, but its the best one I can find. So if anyone has a better recommendation let me know.The weather is looking better and better. I can't wait for it to warm up a bit more to start riding my bike. I have signed up for one ride in May with some friends, and would like to do a couple more. I may, if I can muster up the courage, sign up for an all women's sprint triathlon. I have always wanted to do one, the year I got pregnant with Austin I tried to sign up but it was sold out. But I am feeling nervous.Shane started a new job today, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Symantec&lt;/span&gt;. He is very excited about he new boss and work environment. It is right off the highway in north &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;, so it should in theory only take about 10 minutes, but the never ending construction prevents that from happening. I'm excited for the possibility of no longer being a single parent (he was working A LOT at his last job). Overall things are going pretty good. Just living the normal day to day, and getting more excited about the summer and our fenced in yard ;) Hope everyone is doing well, I enjoy seeing all of your blogs and what you are up to :) We'll see if the miracle keeps happening, and I actually keep up to date on this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8371799987614558118?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8371799987614558118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8371799987614558118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8371799987614558118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8371799987614558118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-miracle-3211-i-am-actually-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8617075391614899905</id><published>2011-03-02T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:45:32.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2Ogx63f1Rk/TW5vDwKnyBI/AAAAAAAAK_Q/_d48DWJdOXo/s1600/Brynn%2Bprincess%2Bparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2Ogx63f1Rk/TW5vDwKnyBI/AAAAAAAAK_Q/_d48DWJdOXo/s400/Brynn%2Bprincess%2Bparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Princess Brynn&lt;br /&gt;2/28/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynn has had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to go to 3 birthday parties within a 4 day span. She has loved every minute! And has enjoyed buying all the gifts. A couple of the parties have been to kids in our new ward, its really nice of them and thoughtful to include Brynn. Brynn dressed up for the princess party which was the last one. She was so excited she got everything ready the night before. I had to laugh when I saw her outfit hung on her bedroom door with the necklaces around the doorknob on top of the hanging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dress up&lt;/span&gt;, and the shoes at the ground. When I see her organize things like this it makes me so happy, I can tell I am going to appreciate this girl my whole life. She is so much more like myself then Austin ever will be in that sense (along with his daddy).&lt;br /&gt;When I helped her get ready she insisted I do a side pony tail for her. Her Auntie Ellen introduced her to side pony tails at Christmas, and Brynn's whole stature changes with her hair done this way. Combine it with all the jewelry and her strut in those shoes, it was worth capturing on camera.&lt;br /&gt;I think she had a good time.&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/7757548623551233079-8617075391614899905?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8617075391614899905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8617075391614899905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8617075391614899905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8617075391614899905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/princess-brynn-22811-brynn-has-had.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2Ogx63f1Rk/TW5vDwKnyBI/AAAAAAAAK_Q/_d48DWJdOXo/s72-c/Brynn%2Bprincess%2Bparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8998937302890920082</id><published>2011-03-02T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:39:36.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ExiVxB2R0o/TW5u1ENdubI/AAAAAAAAK_I/29pezdVSWzw/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bshirt%252C%2Bblanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ExiVxB2R0o/TW5u1ENdubI/AAAAAAAAK_I/29pezdVSWzw/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bshirt%252C%2Bblanket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2/25/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never gets old to walk in to your child after they've been sleeping and see their arms poking out of their shirts. I always wonder how they got their arms out. If it was an exhausting fight pulling on the sleeve, or if they were trying to pull on the blanket or something and the sleeve was in their hand without their knowledge. Either way I think it is cute, very cute. So I try to capture it on camera. Also notice his music toy in the crib. Its a boy version of the glow worm, its a sea horse. He has been playing with babies lately, and calls his music horse his baby. Its tender. And that smirk on his face, makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to document Austin's blanket. He does this same thing every single time he wakes. Every single morning, and every single afternoon. He throws his blanket over the side, or he has it through the slats. I'm never sure if he has pushed the blanket through the slats, or if he throws the blanket over and then tries to pull it back in. He used to scream and cry for his blanket, but this little boy is growing up and doesn't get so upset anymore. Maybe its such a habit he doesn't get so upset anymore. Either way, its nice to not have a screaming baby every time he wakes. I am enjoying hearing a chatting baby instead, who eventually turns into a yelling, demanding baby usually yelling 'daddy'.&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited he hasn't tried to climb out of his crib 1 time! Its hard to believe since Brynn at this age was already in a twin bed. She climbed out for months before that point. I am hoping Austin has a good amount of time left in the crib, then I can avoid decided which bed, etc. Its nice Austin is easy in this way, because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; is challenging in other areas.&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/7757548623551233079-8998937302890920082?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8998937302890920082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8998937302890920082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8998937302890920082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8998937302890920082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/22511-it-never-gets-old-to-walk-in-to.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ExiVxB2R0o/TW5u1ENdubI/AAAAAAAAK_I/29pezdVSWzw/s72-c/Austin%2527s%2Bshirt%252C%2Bblanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5715283336119041986</id><published>2011-03-02T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:31:34.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4xpqF4LkPw/TW5ux7dqDUI/AAAAAAAAK_A/wSTwkOyZqlw/s1600/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4xpqF4LkPw/TW5ux7dqDUI/AAAAAAAAK_A/wSTwkOyZqlw/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Zoo Day&lt;br /&gt;February 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seemed nice, and even a little warm, so I took the kids to the free zoo day. I think it was the last one for the year, so I took advantage. It ended up being much colder at the zoo, which is much closer to the mountains. But we survived. It was busy, but still enjoyable. Austin loved the baby monkeys, and when we pulled into our garage he started crying and saying 'baby monkey' in his mumbled-just-learning-to-talk voice. It was adorable, yet annoying at the same time. But he wanted to watch the baby monkey for a long time. The lions were cool, and all the animals and reptiles that were in building were very nice to look at with a warm break from outside. Notice the one picture of Austin and Brynn. I didn't feel like fighting Austin for a picture, but I did attempt it once. This is how Brynn controls him at any point in time, pick him up. Its funny to watch, and Austin gets mad each and every time. We stayed for a couple hours and got our 'free' worth. We love the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;When we were leaving I got excited and hurried to this peacock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;struttin&lt;/span&gt;' his stuff. I haven't seen one like this for a long time, so I had to get pictures. I thought it was interesting how he would get right next to the female and shake really hard, so that all the feathers vibrated kind of loudly. I also was surprised to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fluffy&lt;/span&gt; white bunch of feathers on his back side, you never get to see that when his feathers are down. The kids didn't understand why I was taking so many pictures, but it is a cool sight to see.&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/7757548623551233079-5715283336119041986?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5715283336119041986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5715283336119041986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5715283336119041986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5715283336119041986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/free-zoo-day-february-23-2011-seemed.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4xpqF4LkPw/TW5ux7dqDUI/AAAAAAAAK_A/wSTwkOyZqlw/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8205940055336905754</id><published>2011-03-01T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:13:07.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvloiGAXoQs/TW1tgD2oWpI/AAAAAAAAK-k/rEDm53xirYg/s1600/circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvloiGAXoQs/TW1tgD2oWpI/AAAAAAAAK-k/rEDm53xirYg/s400/circus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;the CIRCUS comes to TOWN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;1/26/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I have been wanting to go to the traveling circus for a couple years now, but have never wanted to pay the price, even with kids free. Its usually around $18 per adult, so I have never gone. But this time our friends invited us to tag along, and Madeline even had a buy get one free coupon. Perfect! It was cheap and we went with friends. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Demordaunts&lt;/span&gt; moved back late last year to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt; from the east, Shane went to MBA school with Paul and he is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; as well. We saw them at our new church one day, they were going to a different ward, but we found out they live just across the field from us. Brynn loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; who is her age, and adores Ella his older sister. Austin and Kate are cute together as well. Both kids had a really good time and stared at everything. I brought a bunch of treats, but of course they begged off Madeline, she had awesome treats such as cotton candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;The circus was pretty fun. The outfits were quite shocking, especially since its a 'family' activity. Lets just say the first act we saw lots of bum since the ladies were wearing floss leotards. I won't share the others parts of each outfit, but you get the point. There were lots of cheesy acts, but there were a couple good parts. There were a couple bears, but the elephants were my favorite. We some how picked the wrong side to sit on, and every show faced the opposite side, but it was still fun where we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I left a little early to make home for activity days at my house. Too bad the great show ended in frustrations when I had to drag both kids around the arena and out the door past all the expensive crap they sale. Brynn was in tears because she wanted 'something' so bad, but I didn't budge, nor will I ever. Unless we are millionaires someday, then maybe I would splurge on circus toys. We finally made it to the car and barely made it in time for me to get everything ready. Shane takes the kids out every time its at my house, which helps a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I'm enjoying activity days in this ward, but I miss the old girls in our last ward. Plus the budget here is extremely bad, with a lot more girls I should add. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8205940055336905754?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8205940055336905754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8205940055336905754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8205940055336905754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8205940055336905754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/circus-comes-to-town-12611-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvloiGAXoQs/TW1tgD2oWpI/AAAAAAAAK-k/rEDm53xirYg/s72-c/circus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6699589338649628912</id><published>2011-03-01T14:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T16:59:46.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbURz00r3II/TW1skYV4DUI/AAAAAAAAK-c/2LEd_qdYaD8/s1600/DSCN1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbURz00r3II/TW1skYV4DUI/AAAAAAAAK-c/2LEd_qdYaD8/s400/DSCN1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;1/25/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Brynn thought it would be fun to play like a baby and sit in the highchair and drink from a baby cup one morning. I think you are too big now Brynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6699589338649628912?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6699589338649628912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6699589338649628912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6699589338649628912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6699589338649628912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/12510-brynn-thought-it-would-be-fun-to.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbURz00r3II/TW1skYV4DUI/AAAAAAAAK-c/2LEd_qdYaD8/s72-c/DSCN1640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2572460365132588154</id><published>2011-03-01T14:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T16:58:31.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5wc_UT_IY8/TW1sf54QtMI/AAAAAAAAK-U/VoeMkztKH1c/s1600/bowlingpictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5wc_UT_IY8/TW1sf54QtMI/AAAAAAAAK-U/VoeMkztKH1c/s400/bowlingpictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Fields Trips 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Bowling 1/20/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I decided to start up the field trip group again. This time I invited people all over the area that I knew one way or the other, either from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;, school, our wards, or friends I've made. I decided to do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday late mornings. This day we went bowling at Jack and Jill's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt;. It was a little crazy, and I didn't get to talk very much because I was helping Brynn and Austin the whole time, but the kids had a blast. One reason I started the group again is for the group discounts. You wouldn't think bowling was expensive, but it is. We got a great deal. It was cute to see Austin try to carry the bowling ball, it took all of his strength. Him and Brynn loved playing with the balls on the holder waiting for their turns. I think there were over 15 kids, and all the moms. It was a great turn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2572460365132588154?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2572460365132588154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2572460365132588154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2572460365132588154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2572460365132588154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/fields-trips-2011-bowling-12011-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5wc_UT_IY8/TW1sf54QtMI/AAAAAAAAK-U/VoeMkztKH1c/s72-c/bowlingpictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5594121585837966000</id><published>2011-03-01T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T16:53:05.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obEkP4j-OKs/TW1scRB1egI/AAAAAAAAK-M/cif3_zv8wvo/s1600/daddy%2Breading%2Bbooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obEkP4j-OKs/TW1scRB1egI/AAAAAAAAK-M/cif3_zv8wvo/s400/daddy%2Breading%2Bbooks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;1/18/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Shane always makes beds on the floor for some reason. So Brynn does the same thing. There will be many times that I check on her after Shane has put her to bed, to find her sleeping on the ground with lots of blankets and pillows. She must find it comfortable. Shane also makes her a bed next to ours on the ground so that she doesn't kick us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;This evening I found them all reading books together on the ground. The kids find their daddy hilarious, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; loves every giggle he is provided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5594121585837966000?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5594121585837966000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5594121585837966000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5594121585837966000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5594121585837966000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/1182011-shane-always-makes-beds-on.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obEkP4j-OKs/TW1scRB1egI/AAAAAAAAK-M/cif3_zv8wvo/s72-c/daddy%2Breading%2Bbooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2289210535182067923</id><published>2011-03-01T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:22:29.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OsIfChZ8qMk/TW1sWr5_ybI/AAAAAAAAK-E/pH1tnbCbJYw/s1600/Brynn%2Bfinishes%2Bthe%2BAlphabet%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OsIfChZ8qMk/TW1sWr5_ybI/AAAAAAAAK-E/pH1tnbCbJYw/s400/Brynn%2Bfinishes%2Bthe%2BAlphabet%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brynn finishes ABC's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;January 7th, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Brynn really likes to learn. I had started teaching her the ABC's maybe 8 months ago. I would be good and regular at teaching her, and then would stop for awhile. Especially while looking for a house and moving, then the holidays. I used mainly hooked on phonics that I got on a really good deal, and just recently started using the website &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;star fall&lt;/span&gt;. Although the latter is more annoying since Brynn can't really figure out the mouse at times, go figure, she's smart in some areas and struggles with the mouse. Once life got bored for Brynn again she really, really wanted to do her ABC's. I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; when I say she would ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; times each day, and would pull out all the books/flash cards we had. I finally gave in, and since we had only a few letters left, she finished quickly! This day, she even learned most of the lower case letters. She does get confused with the b, d, p, and q lower case letters. But she knows all the sounds. I think she is ready to move on......now what do I teach? The numbers, then what? I think I'm going to get the popular book how to teach reading in 100 lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I was so excited for her, and proud that I rewarded her with some lip gloss. She was quite excited! This was a big day for Brynn, and myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Since this happened I have signed her up for preschool next year. I didn't really want to pay for it, nor did I think she really needed, but she wants to go to school so bad. I'm hoping preschool will keep her happy/busy until kindergarten, since she doesn't start until 2012! She has a long time to go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;She is very excited about it though, and asks when summer is, and how long until preschool starts. I always tell her its a long time until summer, then at the end of the long summer its preschool. Time is going to go by real slow for her I think, until preschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I hope Austin is this easy to teach. Ha, I already know he is going to be completely different. Its going to be hard going from Brynn who asks to learn regularly, to Austin. Now I know what people mean when they say their kids are so different from each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2289210535182067923?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2289210535182067923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2289210535182067923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2289210535182067923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2289210535182067923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/brynn-finishes-abcs-brynn-really-likes.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OsIfChZ8qMk/TW1sWr5_ybI/AAAAAAAAK-E/pH1tnbCbJYw/s72-c/Brynn%2Bfinishes%2Bthe%2BAlphabet%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7218158973857485220</id><published>2011-02-28T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:22:00.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2/28/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering why really old posts were published on my blog today. The answer is I'm working on my 2010 blog book. I had saved, and not posted 60 posts. They were all so old, and some personal that I didn't want to show them to the public eye. I had to publish them to have them 'slurp' into the blog book. I went to unpublish them all, and it was annoying to do so. So in the end I kept some published that were really old. That is why ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7218158973857485220?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7218158973857485220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7218158973857485220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7218158973857485220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7218158973857485220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/03/22811-you-may-be-wondering-why-really.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1311018761913117120</id><published>2011-02-03T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:33:39.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and we're back......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Did you miss me? Probably not much, but I have missed letting you all peak into my life. Actually, I haven't to be honest. For some reason I am more self conscious of what I put on here. And there is the fact I got 3-4 months behind. But I am now caught up, almost. But I won't be putting all those old posts on for the public eye, but I will be publishing them all into my blog book 2010, which I hope to start working on and finishing in the next month or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;But, I did want to let you know a little of what I have been up to. And if I keep up with my life on this, I will start posting more again. The fact that my posts I finished are literally 4 months old didn't persuade me to publicize them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anywaaaaayyss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I know you Ellen were about to say that same word), we had a great Christmas, which I will post about soon. We are enjoying our house, although its taken some adjusting to. There are things we are loving, such as the finished basement, view, privacy, LOCATION, extra room for guests, more space to clean (J/K on the last one). I have figured out, and I'm not surprised by the least, I am really bad at decorating. And by decorating, I mean paint colors alone. So I figure, if this paint thing isn't working out, nothing else will. I have considered hiring an interior designer to give me a master plan to work on over the next couple years, but I am cheap. Although I am very tempted. We painted Brynn's room, but I'm not sure I love the color to put it in the whole main floor. We wanted the whole top floor to be one color, but this is going to be a lot harder to pick a color than I thought. We are going to put baseboards in to match what they put in the rest of the house, possible hang double doors instead of bi-fold doors, get new blinds, and possibly get a new window sill thing (not sure the term). Her room alone is going to cost some $$$$, but I am excited to try this 'home' thing out. And I keep thinking, of course its her room I want to start on, she always has better stuff then us (as in actual bedroom furniture). I can't change the record now can I? The next room will be Austin's. They painted the bead board green and above it yellow. I actually think it a sin to paint bead board anything but white, so that will be an easy paint color to choose (except there are a lot of whites alone). Here are some pictures of our house, since I never posted any in the crazy couple months that occurred around buying , moving the weekend before Thanksgiving, and unpacking and cleaning, with lots of guests during Christmas (which was definitely the highlight of the stressful couple of months). Note, the pictures I pulled off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with the previous owners furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I guess I could give a little info to go with the pictures. Its a rambler, I think that is the term for a main floor with a basement. The upstairs has 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, a living and dining area, and the washer and dryer squeeze in between the garage and hallway by the kitchen. The basement was finished 2 years ago and was a huge selling point for us. One large bedroom, office, storage room with all the shelving, big open space with built in cabinetry, you get the point. The yard is an average size, fully fenced, with a larger deck off the kitchen and a tiny one off our bedroom (I guess they liked to go out there an gaze at the starts ;) Its a walk-out basement. And the view is nice. We are on a bit of a hill, so we can look across &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt;, and Utah lake, to the mountains that way. I never close our blinds, and its nice and sunny, which equals nice and hot during the summer. It was a layout we loved, especially with young kids. There are a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quirky&lt;/span&gt; things, such as the master bathroom having no door. Lets just say, that is one thing Shane wants to fix when we get to our bedroom. We are liking the ward, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of kids of all ages, and we have been busy serving in the ward since the week we moved in ;) Good and bad in that sense, but we are earning our keep I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TUt5aWC5eoI/AAAAAAAAK6g/fH3J4rdeoi0/s1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TUt5aWC5eoI/AAAAAAAAK6g/fH3J4rdeoi0/s400/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And another story to make all you moms feel good about your parenting, and question mine: my kids do not eat healthy. Compare them to biggest loser folk (speaking of BL, Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nitta&lt;/span&gt; on this season is my sisters niece and she is AWESOME. She is pink team, watch!), they are incredibly healthy, but compare them to what the doctor says is healthy (as in actually consuming fruits and vegetables, let alone on a regular basis) they are not healthy in the least. I do have to give them some credit, they do eat grapes, green beans, Brynn even eats salad, among a few others. Just not very regularly, at all. Now, I know this stems from me, and I blame myself completely. I eat fruits and vegetable, mainly fruits, but I have always offered them but never forced them. And I don't think I eat them enough to make the kids want them. Add the fact that we eat a lot of treats, candy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, junk.....and my kids will refuse whatever it is we are eating that is somewhat good for them. I think they know deep down inside, they can refuse it and eventually get the good stuff: junk. For close to a year, I have been telling myself I am going to starve them of all junk, take every last bit out, and never go out, and then they will get hungry enough to eat the vegetables and fruits. But I never have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;You think I am about to say UNTIL NOW, right? Well, wrong. I did starve Brynn all day today though. So kind of close, I guess. She had a waffle for breakfast (which isn't the healthiest but sure is easy), and then I gave her leftover chicken noodle soup from last night (which was really good, off of Our Best Bites blog). She refused to eat it, just as she did last night (and ended up eating fruit loops out of the box while we watched Minute to Win it). This time I wasn't going to give in. So she took a nap, woke up, eventually was ready to eat, and I gave her the soup again. She ate a few bites, then stopped and cried when I wouldn't let her come to the store with me. She didn't eat or drink anything all night, I won't let her drink because my kids get full on milk, another strategy they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Anyways, I am actually feeling a teeny bit bad, but not really. I am feeling bad I have let it go this far, and I'm not sure my next step. But I have carrots in the fridge, and fruit for breakfast ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We'll see how she does tomorrow. And just so you are aware, Austin is usually the super stubborn one. But because he was hungry enough after his nap, he ate 2 bowls of the soup! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; one kid ate today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Wow, that was a wordy story with lots of (these). Are you sure you want me to keep updating my blog that I feel can be quite lame sometimes ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I don't think I really like home projects. I think I would like them more if we could pay people to pick everything out, and pay someone else to do all the work. It was bliss renting, but I guess we are real adults now, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;But I am proud to say we have already accomplished some home projects. Shane put in a new kitchen sick and faucet the weekend we moved in, new toilet seats (I know you all agree that is a must), painted the closets that were in need of fresh paint to say the least, painted the laundry room the night before we moved in, and Shane put in recessed lighting in the hall and our bedroom with his Dad and brothers. That was the most exciting for Shane. ALL of them were most exciting for me. Oh, and I paid a guy to clean our windows, it took him 9 hours, no exaggeration. It may have been the best money I have spent while living here. Well, maybe not, all the improvements seem like the best money spent ever. But, if we would have paid cleaners to come before we moved in, THAT would have been the best money spent ever. I plan on doing that in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We have big plans for this house, which probably won't happen. But its nice to think about, and a pain to plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Adieu all of my blog buddies, until next time......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adieu (pronounced ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yuh&lt;/span&gt;) translates to "God be with you" and is generally used when you know that you won't see the person in question for a long time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ha, I didn't even mean it that way, but had to laugh when I googled how to spell it and this is what came up. We'll see if the 'long time' is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1311018761913117120?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1311018761913117120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1311018761913117120' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1311018761913117120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1311018761913117120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-were-back.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TUt5aWC5eoI/AAAAAAAAK6g/fH3J4rdeoi0/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7443046174576666252</id><published>2010-12-17T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:26:25.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; posted on our public blog about some private feelings&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it all comes off of your readers and if not, delete it ;) thanks, i appreciate you respecting my privacy. I have a private blog for myself, its my journal, and some of my crazy came out and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; posted it on this blog. If these 'private thoughts' make you curious, they would be boring to you. Its really just thoughts I have about my family and Brynn turning 4 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7443046174576666252?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7443046174576666252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7443046174576666252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7443046174576666252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7443046174576666252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-accidentally-posted-on-our-public.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5500239071107869066</id><published>2010-11-27T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:06:27.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cards that remind you of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shutterfly's&lt;/span&gt; cards and saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544350218794165778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TPF9JhWV5hI/AAAAAAAAKvE/ZvzUtrXHj8g/s400/STATIONERYCARD_FOLDED_5x7-27137-2931-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741683000129080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; thought of my sister-in-law &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Corbi&lt;/span&gt;. She is an artist and draws some really impressive pieces, a lot of which lately include fun words and sayings. In fact, for Thanksgiving she drew what was on the shirts my in-laws made for everyone. It was really cute and special having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Corbi&lt;/span&gt; design it. What I like about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; is their selection. You can find any card that represents your own personality, or someone you know who you are giving the card to.  &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards&lt;/a&gt; Using that link will take you straight to the Christmas cards; have fun finding your favorite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I personally love the stationary photo cards. They are nicely made on thick card stock. I am planning on getting our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; cards made on one of these: &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;especially after I get my 50 free cards through this promotion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; is putting on:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/sfly2010"&gt;http://bit.ly/sfly2010&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you remember, I used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; to make Brynn's baby book. The service was amazing, since there was one small problem when I received my first book, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; solved the problem. In the future, and not anytime soon I assure you, I may use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; to send out really cute baby announcements: &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/birth-announcements"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/birth-announcements&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you all may be thinking I am only putting this on my blog for the free cards. Truthfully, it is a little of that, but honestly I really do like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/span&gt;. Their products are classy and they have so much to choose from, I have no doubt you will find something you like. I only blog about products I really like, and I do really like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/span&gt;. I'm excited to order their Christmas cards this year, our first official year of sending out cards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5500239071107869066?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5500239071107869066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5500239071107869066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5500239071107869066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5500239071107869066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/11/cards-that-remind-you-of-people-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TPF9JhWV5hI/AAAAAAAAKvE/ZvzUtrXHj8g/s72-c/STATIONERYCARD_FOLDED_5x7-27137-2931-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741683000129080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4322390521848428340</id><published>2010-10-14T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:20.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;10/20/10&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmhaleywright%2Falbumid%2F5538005590325558017%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCIOf-pOOoPHedg%26hl%3Den_US" height="192" width="288"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are our first family pictures we have paid for, and I think it was well worth it. The kids make it really hard to attempt them on our own anymore, plus the quality is so much better. These are my favorites, there are lots, and some are duplicated with the different tones. I didn't think there would be any good ones of Austin because he was being so grumpy and hard to pose, but his were almost the best. Our photographer, McKenzie, did a great job. Funny thing, while we were taking pictures on the bridge we were jumping up and down to get the kids attention. All of a sudden we noticed lots of wasps, it only took a few seconds for us to realize what was happening. It was too late for Shane though, he got stung 2 or 3 times right around his ear, and on his ear. I think he went to hit one away and it stung him a few times. He said it hurt for the rest of the day and into the next, as if someone hit him on the side of the head with a hammer. Luckily we were about done, and got just a few more, Shane was a trooper till the end. We paid around 160 I think, and I love the outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4322390521848428340?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4322390521848428340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4322390521848428340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4322390521848428340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4322390521848428340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-are-our-first-family-pictures-we.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3742756660356026828</id><published>2010-09-11T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:24:53.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;My Newest LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;10/16/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;I've been anxiously waiting for the time that a new addition would come into my life, and today was that day! My new BABY. That's right, a road bike. I've been wanting her for a long time, a couple years actually. BUT, I just couldn't get myself to spend the money. My want became a need ;) And even though I got almost the bottom of the line, I still feel as though this is a 'rich man's sport'. Even though we aren't rich, I felt like I deserved/wanted (HA) to be in that crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;I brought her home, and of course she got scratched within a few minutes. That don't matter, 'cause she rides fine! I went on a quick ride of 8 1/2 miles before heading to the movies. And I'm so excited I even posted about this the same day it happened (you know that is excitement for me!). Now I just need to figure out how to take her on rides, with Shane gone as much as he is. I'm thinking the babysitter is going to have to be used before it gets too cold or snows. Or some trading with another mom? This is one reason why my purchase was delayed, that and the winter. But I do feel like I got a good deal even with the fact she will be stored for a few months with snow on the ground. I also got some shoes and pedals, but they highly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt; getting used to the bike first and getting the pedals put on in a couple weeks. I think I might get them quicker, although when I was at the bike shop it took me a LONG time to figure out how to clip in and out. I'm glad I had the employees to help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;Here's to lots of fun rides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TLpw1Mm2GYI/AAAAAAAAKmk/db-5zxSGepg/s1600/DSCN0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TLpw1Mm2GYI/AAAAAAAAKmk/db-5zxSGepg/s400/DSCN0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3742756660356026828?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3742756660356026828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3742756660356026828' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3742756660356026828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3742756660356026828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-newest-love-101610-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TLpw1Mm2GYI/AAAAAAAAKmk/db-5zxSGepg/s72-c/DSCN0769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2982935513235844816</id><published>2010-09-09T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSzAVZUoq7I/AAAAAAAAK1E/xNZ1jbIF00M/s1600/random%2Boct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSzAVZUoq7I/AAAAAAAAK1E/xNZ1jbIF00M/s400/random%2Boct.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More October Happenings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love going to the store during holidays and seeing all the cute decorations, especially Halloween because its fun to see the kids reactions. Brynn isn't really scared of any &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/font&gt; decorations any more, but this is the first year for Austin to really look at everything since the last he was so young. Lets just say he did NOT like the ghosts. As you can tell by his face in the pictures he was a little scared at times. It was hilarious. The ghost would move and Austin just stared with big eyes, as you can see in the upper picture. But then he would get really scared. I couldn't help but take pictures and video, I thought it was so cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/font&gt; started his football season. He is really good actually and he loves it so much you can't help but get excited and really cheer him on. We can't wait to have season tickets when he is playing for &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BYU&lt;/font&gt; and being his biggest supports, what excitement it will be! This day they lost so he wasn't too happy if I remember right. But the kids had a good time, it was cute watching Austin run across the field to follow Brynn to the toy structure.&lt;br /&gt;Brynn comes up with some pretty creative dress up outfits. She used her toy tent fly as her cape, has a sword we found on our lawn, and part of the broken toy &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stethoscope&lt;/font&gt; hanging down as well. Oh and with a dress under it all. Nice choices Brynn!&lt;br /&gt;We've been going to the dinosaur museum with &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Suz&lt;/font&gt; Porter, my friend Darci &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wray&lt;/font&gt; Stephens sister. She lives in &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lehi&lt;/font&gt; and her husband has classes on Monday nights. We ran into each other there one Monday and went a few times together since. This time we went to the farm and then the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dino&lt;/font&gt; museum after. Brynn has a really good time with her kids, Austin as well. And I love hanging with &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Suz&lt;/font&gt;. A breath of fresh air she is, just the same as growing up.&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/7757548623551233079-2982935513235844816?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2982935513235844816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2982935513235844816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2982935513235844816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2982935513235844816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-october-happenings-i-love-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSzAVZUoq7I/AAAAAAAAK1E/xNZ1jbIF00M/s72-c/random%2Boct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5565397557807834876</id><published>2010-09-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSvpEZhD_aI/AAAAAAAAK00/QoyeWqtRQtU/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2BShane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSvpEZhD_aI/AAAAAAAAK00/QoyeWqtRQtU/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2BShane.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSvpEo_rMDI/AAAAAAAAK08/5467RkZ6PjQ/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSvpEo_rMDI/AAAAAAAAK08/5467RkZ6PjQ/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cornbelly's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed some moms dress up each kid in the same outfit when they are babies, and compare them all next to each other. Such as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; suit, every first babies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; they wear the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; suit. Or they take their kids pictures next to something to show how they grow.&lt;br /&gt;I do something similar, but at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cornbelly's&lt;/span&gt; ;) I realize this may be a mistake since we will probably move eventually, but its fun to see the differences. I don't have the exact position for Austin, as I do for Brynn, but you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; notice the changes. Its amazing what 1 year has done for this big boy. He looks so grown up. Brynn's changing now, but its not as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; as those first 2 years are.&lt;br /&gt;So cute! I love my babies, and we love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cornbelly's&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5565397557807834876?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5565397557807834876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5565397557807834876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5565397557807834876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5565397557807834876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/growing-up-at-cornbellys-ive-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSvpEZhD_aI/AAAAAAAAK00/QoyeWqtRQtU/s72-c/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2BShane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8325395931356628272</id><published>2010-09-07T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cornbelly's&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we lucked out and got season passes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cornbellys&lt;/span&gt; off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;citydeals&lt;/span&gt;. I think it was around $13 for each of us, which is an awesome deal because on the weekend to go once it is over $10. We went around 5 times I think in total. The pictures I have here are with the 2 times we took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Emi&lt;/span&gt;. The kids love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Emi&lt;/span&gt; and always have a good time with her. It was pretty hot both times. The picture of Brynn looking at herself in the mirror was quite priceless, she was adoring herself in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dressup&lt;/span&gt;.  Austin was too little last year, and this year he had a blast. He loved the corn pit, letting the corn fall through his fingers. He also loved the little ducks on the water, and the slides, and basically everything. We went through the kids maze, the kids didn't love that as much because it was so hot, but they did love the corn stalks they carried around.&lt;br /&gt;Right after the picture of them in the rocking chair was taken, Austin fell landing on his head. It was so sad, and I felt bad because he was fighting being put in the chair from the get go. So I forced him, and he got hurt in the end. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cornbellys&lt;/span&gt;, I think its one of the best things this area has to offer. I'm hoping they have passes again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqYGVy2wI/AAAAAAAAK0U/v-eiwtPIjeA/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqYGVy2wI/AAAAAAAAK0U/v-eiwtPIjeA/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqYY-FeUI/AAAAAAAAK0c/SvDjZ8-3XQ8/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqYY-FeUI/AAAAAAAAK0c/SvDjZ8-3XQ8/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqY6h6xPI/AAAAAAAAK0k/tqyXGD8s52U/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqY6h6xPI/AAAAAAAAK0k/tqyXGD8s52U/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqZZNTjdI/AAAAAAAAK0s/sym1jndquE4/s1600/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqZZNTjdI/AAAAAAAAK0s/sym1jndquE4/s400/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi3.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8325395931356628272?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8325395931356628272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8325395931356628272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8325395931356628272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8325395931356628272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/cornbellys-this-year-we-lucked-out-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqYGVy2wI/AAAAAAAAK0U/v-eiwtPIjeA/s72-c/Cornbellys%2Bwith%2Bemi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2872793952134922149</id><published>2010-09-07T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqLV5ubzI/AAAAAAAAK0E/LK5Wdt-B8DM/s1600/dress%2Bup%2Band%2Btricks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqLV5ubzI/AAAAAAAAK0E/LK5Wdt-B8DM/s400/dress%2Bup%2Band%2Btricks.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqLos1lII/AAAAAAAAK0M/07dgh1L-aow/s1600/dress%2Bup%2Band%2Btricks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqLos1lII/AAAAAAAAK0M/07dgh1L-aow/s400/dress%2Bup%2Band%2Btricks1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Random October&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the kids have been falling asleep on the couch lately. Not sure if its because i am too sick of putting them to bed and the routine, or they are extra tired. I thought it was funny how Brynn fell asleep with her legs like that, seems like they would hurt. I moved them quickly to save her from pain later.&lt;br /&gt;We put on Brynn's doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; costume that she never wore, he hated it! He was so mad. But he looked darling. Not sure if Austin will appreciate dressing up to the degree his sister does.&lt;br /&gt;He has also discovered the computer. So cute in that little diaper and chubby legs.&lt;br /&gt;Brynn was so proud of herself, climbing up on the railing and doing her tricks. She was even more excited when I pulled out the camera. I think I was talking to the neighbor boys that day, or hanging out on the steps.&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/7757548623551233079-2872793952134922149?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2872793952134922149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2872793952134922149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2872793952134922149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2872793952134922149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-october-as-you-can-see-kids-have.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqLV5ubzI/AAAAAAAAK0E/LK5Wdt-B8DM/s72-c/dress%2Bup%2Band%2Btricks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1151807209876745893</id><published>2010-09-06T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqCxuZ4kI/AAAAAAAAKz0/PmG2b8Q7-Kg/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bnursery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqCxuZ4kI/AAAAAAAAKz0/PmG2b8Q7-Kg/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bnursery.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Austin's 1st day of Nursery!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday 9/19/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has finally come! I would say I am the most excited, but I think Shane is even more excited, in a way. Since I teach primary, Shane is the one who roams the halls with Austin each Sunday. I say in a way he is excited, because I think he is also a little sad that he doesn't have an excuse to roam and take him out to the car when needs be, and if he must get a soda from the machines at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kohlers&lt;/span&gt; down the street.&lt;br /&gt;Austin has been wanting to go to nursery for awhile since Shane has taken him up a few times but stayed with him. So he always takes us straight to the stairs now. Brynn helped him up today for his big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;debut&lt;/span&gt;! He sure looked handsome, but didn't want to take any pictures at all, before or after church. What a big boy, but he still had Shane stay with him for a bit. Sister Gardner, that knows Terri from Boise, is in nursery with Austin and takes special care of him. She does a great job and he really likes her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;, our boy is growing up and moving up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqDZzuVAI/AAAAAAAAKz8/tDGfeT-d0Kk/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bnursery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqDZzuVAI/AAAAAAAAKz8/tDGfeT-d0Kk/s400/Austin%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bnursery1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1151807209876745893?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1151807209876745893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1151807209876745893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1151807209876745893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1151807209876745893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/austins-1st-day-of-nursery-sunday-91910.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TStqCxuZ4kI/AAAAAAAAKz0/PmG2b8Q7-Kg/s72-c/Austin%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bday%2Bof%2Bnursery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3413866522446743699</id><published>2010-09-05T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzm7ZbxFI/AAAAAAAAKzE/dHivH_zRF4k/s1600/Austin%2527s%2Btrick%2Band%2Bchloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzm7ZbxFI/AAAAAAAAKzE/dHivH_zRF4k/s400/Austin%2527s%2Btrick%2Band%2Bchloe.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9/14, 9/19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was proud of his new trick: holding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt;  cup with only his teeth. He could only do it when only a small amount  of liquid was inside, but he had a good time turning his head with it  between his teeth. It was funny when he would smile at the same time. I  can't remember what the picture is with the crackers, but he is always  making messes.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe came over and she and Austin kept fighting over  the necklace. He was very cute with her though, and they had a good  time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3413866522446743699?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3413866522446743699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3413866522446743699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3413866522446743699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3413866522446743699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/914-919-austin-was-proud-of-his-new.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzm7ZbxFI/AAAAAAAAKzE/dHivH_zRF4k/s72-c/Austin%2527s%2Btrick%2Band%2Bchloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1575045517246138418</id><published>2010-09-03T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzhh3tndI/AAAAAAAAKyk/bY2LPrQYlpk/s1600/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzhh3tndI/AAAAAAAAKyk/bY2LPrQYlpk/s400/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzh5a6RTI/AAAAAAAAKys/a5XXwXVExlA/s1600/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzh5a6RTI/AAAAAAAAKys/a5XXwXVExlA/s400/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTziAm6GfI/AAAAAAAAKy0/K0igaJAeagc/s1600/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTziAm6GfI/AAAAAAAAKy0/K0igaJAeagc/s400/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzigyG9WI/AAAAAAAAKy8/duzwN3gMlds/s1600/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzigyG9WI/AAAAAAAAKy8/duzwN3gMlds/s400/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend3.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day Weekend 2010&lt;br /&gt;9/3-9/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; for long weekend, we wanted to do something fun in the near by areas. Yellowstone and the theatre in West &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/span&gt; was on our list, but all the tickets were sold out since it was the last weekend. The other option was floating down the river in Island park which I hadn't done since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;, and Shane never had. Vince had connections and got us the canoes for free through his friends. It was a sunny, beautiful day. We got some nice pictures at warm springs. That place brought back memories of growing up. I love Island Park and everything around if for this reason. My dad would take us camping to the area every summer, and we often took day trip to several areas such as the falls there. I just love it there. The trees, the smell, the beauty. It was so nice to go with the kids. We started out fine. Vince, me and Austin in one canoe, and Brynn and Shane in the other. We quickly realized the wind was going straight at us, combining that with a slow river, it was frustrating for Shane. Shane and Vince traded. Shortly after Vince put a large log into his canoe since he kept getting turned around with the wind going against him and Brynn a light weight. He got ahead of us, and Shane just got more and more frustrated. then Brynn started crying, followed by Austin. By the end, Shane had had it, both kids were by me, and I was laughing having a good time, with annoyances of crying kids at my feet. Austin really wanted the paddles the whole time. At first I let him, but then he threw it in the water and it was a little trouble getting it back. He kept reaching for it and crying in frustration. It was quite humorous, but tiring for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt; to paddle against the wind. Since I had the duty of caring for the kids, it wasn't as exhausting, as it was frustrating. Vince was by himself a good amount of time. I'm not sure I will be convincing Shane to go down the river again, with the kids, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not with any sort of wind.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt; at the falls in Island park, or on the way. But we waiting too long, after church and all. So instead we went and found a few around town. One was at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;, so while we were there we spent a few minutes at Maddy's grave, and explained it to the kids. Austin just wanted to jump off the headstone, but Brynn was a quizzical sweet heart of course. She is trying to sign 'I love you' in the picture above. There was a cache at the park, so we took some time to play. After that cache I had them drop me off at Sara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sparhawks&lt;/span&gt;, a good friend I grew up with that happened to be visiting her parents at the same time. Brynn really wanted to come too, and i couldn't say no, so she tagged a long. It was nice to spend time with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sparhawks&lt;/span&gt; and catch up, felt like it was 12 years or more ago.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be home. We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fongs&lt;/span&gt;, went to Porters, hung out. My dad pulled out a gift for Brynn. I am pretty sure he didn't have her in mind when he bought it, because it was a shaving kit. But she didn't know, and loved it all the same. It was quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt; when my dad was teaching her how to shave her face. he also told her she needed to shave her armpits. The kids had a good time with the kit in the bath when we got home, but I took the gel and shaving cream out while they weren't looking since their skin turned blue after using it. I think my dad had a good laugh and a better time watching Brynn than he would have with a grandson he meant to give it to.&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/7757548623551233079-1575045517246138418?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1575045517246138418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1575045517246138418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1575045517246138418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1575045517246138418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend-2010-93-96-we-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzhh3tndI/AAAAAAAAKyk/bY2LPrQYlpk/s72-c/rexburg%2Blabor%2Bday%2Bweekend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3982923011933385659</id><published>2010-09-02T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:31:40.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I admit, I don't do my part when it comes to the political issues surrounding me and my family. I do try to keep tabs on the major issues, but I could be MUCH better. I also don't know a lot, I consider myself ignorant when it comes to politics and our government system. I know enough to get by, but still have so much more to learn. BUT, I have gained a HUGE LOVE for people who serve our country in every facet. This stems back to our time in Boston, where I could not get enough of the history there. The characters who were inspired, and their families. They all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sacrificed&lt;/span&gt; an incredible &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt;. All of this peaked my interest, and although I don't feed that interest often (learning about the history of our country and our present matters) I do have a very emotional attachment to those who have sacrificed much for all of us to be apart of this country. We all live very nice lives, and there are many today sacrificing so much that I don't think enough about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing all of this because of some photos that my favorite photographer, &lt;a href="http://www.photographybymckenzie.com/"&gt;McKenzie&lt;/a&gt;, took of a soldier and his family. I check her blog for photo updates and found this post. Although it does seem a little cheesy at first, I was crying by the end, especially after reading her comments at the bottom of the post: &lt;a href="http://photobymckenzie.blogspot.com/2010/09/mount-family-robbie-deployed.html"&gt;http://photobymckenzie.blogspot.com/2010/09/mount-family-robbie-deployed.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have never been in the position that these people have been in, I can only imagine how hard it is to say goodbye. Sometimes over and over. I appreciate the love these people have for the US of A, they inspire me and help me feel pride and love for this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3982923011933385659?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3982923011933385659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3982923011933385659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3982923011933385659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3982923011933385659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-admit-i-dont-do-my-part-when-it-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5452263031432190244</id><published>2010-08-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzN4DPkDI/AAAAAAAAKyM/EnEXzyX156g/s1600/Collages19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzN4DPkDI/AAAAAAAAKyM/EnEXzyX156g/s400/Collages19.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1st Field trip day, bike party!&lt;br /&gt;September 2&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/font&gt;, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynn still has 2 more years until kindergarten. She loved the preschool last year with the kids in the neighborhood, but this year they are all going to a paid preschool. Knowing this I figured I was on my own. I decided Brynn didn't need the educational (as much as she got out of the co-op preschool) as she did the social. So I put postcards in every mailbox in the ward that had preschool aged kids, inviting them to be a part of our field trip group. I decided to do it every Thursday at 10:30 am. Today was the first activity; a back-to-school bike party. I blocked off the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;culdesac&lt;/font&gt; with big rocks, pulled out the house to make a twirly bike loop, and chalked roads and an ABC circle for musical bikes. I also set up 2 chairs with streamer hung across the street for bike races. when the children first got there they could decorate their bikes with balloons and streamers. Then they were off to play on the bikes on the road while the moms chatted for a bit. &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/font&gt; Austin only wanted me to hold him the whole time, so it was a little hectic for me to entertain the group and help him at the same time. We then did the bike races, and ended with the musical bikes. We took suggestions for the children as to what song we should sing while they road on their bikes. Once the music stopped, I picked a letter, and the child on that letter got a &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goodie&lt;/font&gt; bag Brynn and I put together. It had a pencil, eraser, cracker snack, a little candy, and a silly band in school shapes.&lt;br /&gt;This party was a huge success, everyone had a good time, and the weather was perfect. Brynn loved having all her friends over and had a good time preparing with me. Her happiness is what makes it all worth it. &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Here's&lt;/font&gt; to hoping every field trip is this great!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and after some of the girls stayed after to play longer. Of course they had a good time dressing up together, of course.&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/7757548623551233079-5452263031432190244?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5452263031432190244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5452263031432190244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5452263031432190244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5452263031432190244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-field-trip-day-bike-party-september.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzN4DPkDI/AAAAAAAAKyM/EnEXzyX156g/s72-c/Collages19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-569794714585403674</id><published>2010-08-22T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T22:55:32.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;i FINISHED !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Wow, I ran my first 1/2 marathon yesterday. It was the Hobble Creek 1/2 Marathon, 8/21/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I have never been a runner, nor do I consider myself one now. But since having Austin I started running (jogging/fast walking really) more and more. One day I wondered if I could do a half marathon and went 10 miles. I almost did a half 2 weeks later, but then learned about this race since its 'the fastest half marathon in Utah'. Meaning its a downhill comfortable course. I signed up May 1st (at this point with only two 5k races to my name), and my training really didn't start until middle of July. We went on a 2 week trip, I got bronchitis, and I injured my back while pulling sod. Based on my slow pace while training I should have finished around 2:30, I made a goal of 2:20 since it has so much downhill. I beat my goal and finished 2:16, just over 10 minutes a mile. I also accomplished my goal of not stopping at all, except water breaks. It was a lot of fun, and a complete mental boost. The course was perfect, at least for the first 10 miles. The last 3 were in the sun, and not downhill. But still nice. The festivities after were completely lame, with only 4 other prizes except for the winners, and the food was very disappointing. We did get a tech shirt, that I have been proudly wearing today. I'm not sure if I'll do that race again, but I do want to do more running races. I am competitive and want to get faster. I want to compete in those races, and not just finish. I don't have anything in mind at the moment, but I have wanted to do a sprint triathlon for a few years now. I just need a bike...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Today I am sore, every part of my legs are. I'm not sure if its from the distance I have never achieved before, or all the downhill. It will take a few days to completely recover. Yesterday was a big day, one I had been excited for and dreading. I took it easy afterwards, and then Shane and I got Thai food and went to a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Its hard to express my emotions, but I really am ecstatic. I wrote so many more details in my personal record, but I don't want to bore you. So I tried to keep to the basics, although reading it doesn't express my joy. And for a little inspiration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;If I can do a half marathon, YOU FOR SURE CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THH0AYbEpnI/AAAAAAAAKfY/HH46ZD5dRy4/s1600/Margie+Half+Marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THH0AYbEpnI/AAAAAAAAKfY/HH46ZD5dRy4/s400/Margie+Half+Marathon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;These are the pictures. Shane felt sorry he didn't get better ones with me finishing. He couldn't figure out our new camera. Jenny &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stinson&lt;/span&gt; and Valerie Harley are with me in the top picture, my friends who are fast! I'm so glad my family was there to cheer me on at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-569794714585403674?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/569794714585403674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=569794714585403674' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/569794714585403674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/569794714585403674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-finished-wow-i-ran-my-first-12.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THH0AYbEpnI/AAAAAAAAKfY/HH46ZD5dRy4/s72-c/Margie+Half+Marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4170781652050865756</id><published>2010-08-19T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:33:37.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THL3Fl8lmII/AAAAAAAAKiM/l18GhGUz0Yc/s1600/Austin+Dryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THL3Fl8lmII/AAAAAAAAKiM/l18GhGUz0Yc/s400/Austin+Dryer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;August 17th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin has learned how fun the dryer and washer can be. This is when I wish we would have bought the pedestals. Especially when he stops the washer without me knowing, and I go to put the clothes in the dryer wondering what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;He did look pretty darn cute though. And whats funny is I have pictures of Brynn doing the exact same thing, at almost the exact same age. They are more alike than I realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THL3GVBPsHI/AAAAAAAAKiU/UzeQXRSni3c/s1600/brynn+dryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THL3GVBPsHI/AAAAAAAAKiU/UzeQXRSni3c/s400/brynn+dryer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4170781652050865756?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4170781652050865756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4170781652050865756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4170781652050865756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4170781652050865756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-17th-austin-has-learned-how-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THL3Fl8lmII/AAAAAAAAKiM/l18GhGUz0Yc/s72-c/Austin+Dryer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6441987748709101689</id><published>2010-08-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzJ_DfPII/AAAAAAAAKyE/3Kp6g1q8SBw/s1600/gardens%2Bharry%2Bpotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzJ_DfPII/AAAAAAAAKyE/3Kp6g1q8SBw/s400/gardens%2Bharry%2Bpotter.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;August 16&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TP&lt;/font&gt; Gardens for the Harry Potter activities. the kids had a good time, like always. They held onto the wands they made for quite some time. Haley is always so nice and helpful. Aren't these kids precious?&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/7757548623551233079-6441987748709101689?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6441987748709101689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6441987748709101689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6441987748709101689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6441987748709101689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-16-th-2010-we-went-to-tp-gardens.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TSTzJ_DfPII/AAAAAAAAKyE/3Kp6g1q8SBw/s72-c/gardens%2Bharry%2Bpotter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6386126484340364736</id><published>2010-08-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:28.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSa10E9JI/AAAAAAAAKlU/pMIMWHEhQoo/s1600/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSa10E9JI/AAAAAAAAKlU/pMIMWHEhQoo/s400/DSCN0151.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday August 14&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today Shane and the kids got their hair cut for $1 each! What a great deal. Too bad I forgot to take after pictures. Dollar cuts opened close by so we took advantage of their grand opening special. Shane went and signed in around 9:30 am, and they &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/font&gt;' get the hair cuts until 4:30 pm. Crazy, but not surprising, especially around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6386126484340364736?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6386126484340364736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6386126484340364736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6386126484340364736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6386126484340364736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-august-14-th-today-shane-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSa10E9JI/AAAAAAAAKlU/pMIMWHEhQoo/s72-c/DSCN0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-226599603005129116</id><published>2010-08-18T12:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:21.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2HXBdQ9I/AAAAAAAAKeI/WCV-0Hw8Wno/s1600/lagoon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2HXBdQ9I/AAAAAAAAKeI/WCV-0Hw8Wno/s400/lagoon1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Lagoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;8/13/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;We went to Lagoon for the 4&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; time this year with Shane's employer. The first was with my family after 4&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; of July, then we used the bounce back tickets thinking we would go again until next year. Then the kids and I went with &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacque&lt;/font&gt; and the cousins since they had free tickets, yes! Brynn always has the best time with other kids. I was almost dreading this visit, but it turned out really fun. This time was more enjoyable for me since we did a lot of things as a family, instead of watching Brynn go on ride after ride. We started with the parrot show from L&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;as&lt;/font&gt; V&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;egas&lt;/font&gt;, which was funny since they treated the crowd like we were in L&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;as&lt;/font&gt; V&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;egas&lt;/font&gt;. Not the same buddy, you cant' make the same jokes to this &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Utah&lt;/font&gt; family crowd. Then we spent a couple hours at lagoon-a-beach. It was more fun this time than I remember. The kids had a blast on the kid slides. The water was cold like I was warned though, so by 5 the kids were shivering. We went and had dinner with the company. They said each meal was $15 dollars, and it was worth maybe $2. But food is food. It was fun to see a &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;couple&lt;/font&gt; people Shane worked with. And I was impressed by the size. I thought it was a small company similar to the one he worked for in &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Orem&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Then we did rides that we never have, thinking they wouldn't be good for the kids. But they turned out great, including the haunted house and the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ferris&lt;/font&gt; wheel (I was the one scared of the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ferris&lt;/font&gt; wheel). Then we went to do kiddie rides. A couple times before I had put Austin on 2 rides that weren't slow. He hated them and I felt so bad watching him cry out of fear. He always liked the car, boat, and bumper cars. But we expected him not to like anything until next year. We were pleasantly surprised to see him get really excited on the bumper cars and the other rides we had tried, so we put him on the whale ride. He looked like he was going to be sick at first with a red face that was about to spew (see the bottom right picture), but then he liked it. Not as much as Brynn with her hands up high, but he tolerated it. So we let him go on that a few times and the boat that moves up and down (the kid one of Tidal Wave), again getting scared at first, but then &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OK&lt;/font&gt;. His face was weird to watch, but I think it was ok ;) It makes me excited for when he is bigger and Brynn and him can run from ride to ride. And the train is always the favorite, the kids LOVE that ride. The park was the busiest of all the visits there, typical of a Friday I guess. But we had a good time and stayed past 10pm. The kids were out cold within minutes. And its always nice to go for free.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536652111799748194" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TNYjwuC9hmI/AAAAAAAAKoc/BfiF7JyYg0Q/s400/lagoon+a+beach.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-226599603005129116?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/226599603005129116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=226599603005129116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/226599603005129116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/226599603005129116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/lagoon-81410-we-went-to-lagoon-for-4-th.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2HXBdQ9I/AAAAAAAAKeI/WCV-0Hw8Wno/s72-c/lagoon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3997706331228866052</id><published>2010-08-18T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:52:18.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2BbpCaeI/AAAAAAAAKeA/2khT6VM_hZA/s1600/scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2BbpCaeI/AAAAAAAAKeA/2khT6VM_hZA/s400/scooter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn's swimming lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Her very last swimming lesson for the summer was on August 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. She did a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; session since she loved it so much. By the end though I think she was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with it being done. She did have a good time, but I didn't like the teachers as much as the first. I would watch them as they chatted about their lives with all the kids around them. I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what you get with group lessons. I also enjoyed the lessons in the morning more than the afternoon. But it was still worth it. She is floating pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comfortably&lt;/span&gt; and going under the water constantly yelling excitingly 'watch me swim!!'. I love that she is feeling so much more comfortable in the water, and can't wait for next summer. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ug&lt;/span&gt;, the summer is almost over! It makes me sad, and also what am I going to do with these kids all winter inside. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; will be playing in the snow much more this year than we ever have with Austin being so active (watch he will hate the snow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I decided to wait another year to pay for Brynn to go to preschool. So this year, with our little preschool group dissolved, I am going to organize a ward play group/field trip day. I am excited, but get a little worried too. Hopefully people will come and have a good time. And I hope this will be enough for Brynn's social side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3997706331228866052?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3997706331228866052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3997706331228866052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3997706331228866052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3997706331228866052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/brynns-swimming-lessons-her-very-last.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw2BbpCaeI/AAAAAAAAKeA/2khT6VM_hZA/s72-c/scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7785506258046959402</id><published>2010-08-18T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:44:48.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw17OaYXGI/AAAAAAAAKd4/jvkeF7BL50c/s1600/Brynn%27s+toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw17OaYXGI/AAAAAAAAKd4/jvkeF7BL50c/s400/Brynn%27s+toys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;August 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I have always loved seeing my little nieces and nephews line up their toys. It has always sparked something inside me. Brynn has done this for a bit, but not to this perfection. I love how they are grouped in their likeness, 3 across as if they are about to battle it out. Its funny to see her room such a mess, and then look at her toy chest with such organization. She has been playing in her room by herself a lot lately. She gets mad when I make her let Austin in because 'he will ruin it'. She is talking about these toys specifically. She uses her barn as a doll house and then all this little characters for her story. Its so funny, and she is creative with all the different parts. I'm thinking this stage will be still going strong when Christmas rolls around so that Santa can get her the nice doll house from Costco this year. But in other ways, I like that she can be creative with whatever she has, even if the red block is the 'mommy' and the blue one the 'daddy'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;And I hope Austin is ready for trains come Christmas, because he seems to want to play with all the princesses a bit too much for comfort. For sure because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; exactly what Brynn doesn't want him to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7785506258046959402?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7785506258046959402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7785506258046959402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7785506258046959402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7785506258046959402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/brynns-toys-august-11-th-2010-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw17OaYXGI/AAAAAAAAKd4/jvkeF7BL50c/s72-c/Brynn%27s+toys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-175879958012842965</id><published>2010-08-18T12:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:38:05.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw14nJNTJI/AAAAAAAAKdw/hEMaaopKemM/s1600/this+is+the+place+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw14nJNTJI/AAAAAAAAKdw/hEMaaopKemM/s400/this+is+the+place+park.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;This is the Place Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;8/10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I have been wanting to go here ever since we moved to Utah in 2006. I found a great deal on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;citydeals&lt;/span&gt;.com for 50% off. We finally went, and too bad I hyped it up so much in my mind, because it was LAME. I do not recommend going. Sure they had some cool old stuff, but it was boring and hot, and dusty. I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; really what it was like. I also have to say I think it was a slow day, because I went to see one of there activities, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; choir, and they said they weren't having it since it was so slow that day. Since we have more credit we will go back, probably around Halloween or Christmas. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; the kids had a good time, but I wasn't impressed. They could do so much better. (As I write this I really hope it was because we were there on a slow day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn rode the pony, but Austin was too scared. At the end I took them to the children's area where they had small houses and a wooden train. Austin bee-lined it to the train and stayed there the whole time. He LOVED it. Brynn was more wiling to explore, and play house a bit. Nothing else was that exciting to take pictures of, except Brynn did make a candle which she loved. She learned about that just the week before at some history pageant for American Fork at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;. That was well done and interesting, and fun for the kids. I do recommend that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-175879958012842965?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/175879958012842965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=175879958012842965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/175879958012842965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/175879958012842965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-place-park-81010-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw14nJNTJI/AAAAAAAAKdw/hEMaaopKemM/s72-c/this+is+the+place+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7699202977815292969</id><published>2010-08-18T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:28:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw11HV4hlI/AAAAAAAAKdo/9_oMIOXmb3U/s1600/cereal+mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw11HV4hlI/AAAAAAAAKdo/9_oMIOXmb3U/s400/cereal+mess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Cereal Mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;August 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I swear I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweeped&lt;/span&gt; up the floor five times this day. Austin is so messy and then they found fruity pebble cereal. At one point I heard something unusual, and found Austin had gotten hold of the cereal box and dumped a whole bunch out. The kids were giggling and having a good time so I let it be for a bit. They kept laughing and then would get a handful to eat off the floor. Then I heard some crackling. Brynn was walking on it and it was making crunching noises. I quickly told her no, not to do that. But a couple minutes later I heard it again and was about to get mad when I saw it was Austin and he had the biggest grin on his face. Brynn was laughing when I said "see what you taught him". I stopped myself from cleaning it up quickly to let them have a little fun. They were laughing so hard while walking all over the mess, I got them on video it was so funny. Then they started falling since it was so slippery. that was funny! All the while getting little handfuls to eat every now and then. Too bad the fun had to end when they started tracking it around. It was fun while it lasted, but I will never buy that cereal again, even on an amazing sale. Or until they are 13 (or older).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7699202977815292969?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7699202977815292969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7699202977815292969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7699202977815292969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7699202977815292969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/cereal-mess-august-9-th-2010-i-swear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw11HV4hlI/AAAAAAAAKdo/9_oMIOXmb3U/s72-c/cereal+mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7219744395929053922</id><published>2010-08-18T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:21:38.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1yp7PffI/AAAAAAAAKdY/eZN0NOE3w5g/s1600/tyler%27s+baptism+weekend1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1yp7PffI/AAAAAAAAKdY/eZN0NOE3w5g/s400/tyler%27s+baptism+weekend1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyler's Baptism weekend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7/31/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shane's parents came from California for a few days for Tyler's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baptism&lt;/span&gt;. It's always fun to have them visit, and the kids get so excited. Austin loves all of his grandparents and relatives, but he has a very special love for Grandma Wright. Its cute how much he loves to be around her. He doesn't want me in the least when she is around. Luckily Grandma Wright loves it just as much as he does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were able to go up to the mountains near Park City with them, to an old cabin of their friends. It was gorgeous! It took a long time to get there, but well worth the drive. I was amazed at how old the cabins were. There was a big river off to the side of the cabins, and then a little stream that ran through the little neighborhood. One cabin was even built directly on top of the stream, with the sound of the running water under their bedroom. I guess the stream doesn't ever grow with the spring run-off. The kids had a blast with the horses, swing, and especially throwing rocks into the stream. Anne was such a nice host, and Brynn and her had a good time together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Earlier that day Grandma Wright was able to watch Brynn's swimming lesson. Brynn was so excited to show off. It was Brynn's last lesson for that session.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1ywVKX0I/AAAAAAAAKdg/VAmS5hR9C5w/s1600/tyler%27s+baptism+weekend2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1ywVKX0I/AAAAAAAAKdg/VAmS5hR9C5w/s400/tyler%27s+baptism+weekend2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Friday some of the family was able to go do some service for Uncle Paul in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mapleton&lt;/span&gt;. Shane wasn't able to go because of work, but we took lunch and helped a tiny bit. They did a lot of work on a hot day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Saturday was the big day for Tyler. We thought we wouldn't make in time with traffic, but thankfully they were running late. We are grateful for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to share that day with Tyler and his family, and I always appreciate when my kids can witness this exciting and special ordinance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We were sad to see everyone go, but can't wait for Derek's wedding at the end of August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7219744395929053922?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7219744395929053922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7219744395929053922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7219744395929053922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7219744395929053922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/tylers-baptism-weekend-73110-shanes.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1yp7PffI/AAAAAAAAKdY/eZN0NOE3w5g/s72-c/tyler%27s+baptism+weekend1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8691546765059969977</id><published>2010-08-18T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:10:52.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw8Y-MSR9I/AAAAAAAAKeY/jSNpABjKcwo/s1600/wester%27s+visit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506842844076328914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw8Y-MSR9I/AAAAAAAAKeY/jSNpABjKcwo/s400/wester%27s+visit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its always fun to have friends visit. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wester's&lt;/span&gt; came into town, and we were lucky enough to have them stay with us. It was so good to see them, and their little guy Cole that we have never met. We haven't seen them since Shane graduated with Cale in May 2008. Everything was the same, except more kids, and Kira and Brynn growing up. Brynn LOVED having Kira here. They played so well together, which I attribute to Kira being so nice (since Brynn has a hard time sharing). Brynn really, really wanted Kira to have a 'sleep over' in her room, but Kira didn't want to. We finally bribed her with a movie in Brynn's room. They slept on the floor with the car &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; player on her toy chest. They were giggly and had fun. The next morning I woke asking Hailey if the girls had gotten up yet. It was cute to learn they hadn't come out of the room, but she had heard them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt; in there. Cole and Austin didn't play much together since they are still in the 'independent playing' stage. But it was cute to see them together. Cole is about 3 or 4 months younger, but seems bigger. Hopefully we can see them again, sooner than 2 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8691546765059969977?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8691546765059969977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8691546765059969977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8691546765059969977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8691546765059969977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/july-26-th-2010-its-always-fun-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw8Y-MSR9I/AAAAAAAAKeY/jSNpABjKcwo/s72-c/wester%27s+visit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-909144051932397457</id><published>2010-08-18T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:00:49.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1mzB3l2I/AAAAAAAAKdQ/dVBSlBEFyec/s1600/scooter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1mzB3l2I/AAAAAAAAKdQ/dVBSlBEFyec/s400/scooter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Scooter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;July 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn has wanted a scooter for some time. I almost bought her one at the beginning of the summer, but then we realized we should have her work for it. We would have gotten it for her anyways, but we felt better about this. It seems like Brynn gets a lot of stuff, so this makes us feel better about it ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;She did lots of little jobs around the house to earn money. Mainly putting the silverware away and cleaning up her toys. She is really good with the silverware, but she needed help with the toys, although sometimes she was really good about it. I think all the toys would seem too much, so I would help her by telling her exactly what to take and then come back for more. She did get paid pretty good, but it still took her a few months to earn the $30 for the scooter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;The day finally came. I had already bought her the scooter and was going to exchange the money to me, with all the change I thought that would be easiest. And they only had 1 left of the one we wanted. BUT, Shane thought she would understand how money works more if she bought it herself. So I returned the scooter to Target while Shane brought the kids in so that Brynn didn't see me. Then I met them in the toy section and showed it to her. She really wanted the really pink and frilly barbie scooter, but we convinced her to get the red one (so that Austin can use it later). She finally agreed and we took it with her money bag up to the register. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forewarned&lt;/span&gt; the cashier, but I don't think the sweet, older lady realized what she was getting into. I told her how much was in there, but she insisted on counting, so we all tried to help as the line got longer behind us. In the end she asked me what the total was since she got lost in all the change. But since I found dollar coins that Brynn snuck in I don't even know if it was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We headed home but Shane and I had a date (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right, it was so nice, we haven't been on a date for a LONG time, and even one that Shane planned), so we waited until Sunday to open it. She was excited, and so was Austin. Its been fun, and Shane and I have fun on it too. Brynn is getting better and better, and thinks she is so cool.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506841979583182754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw7mptDt6I/AAAAAAAAKeQ/qnAmEre06fE/s400/IMG_0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Its hard to see the rope in the picture above, but its there connected to Austin's bike and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane's&lt;/span&gt; hand. Brynn and I came back from a scooter ride to find this. Shane sitting in the shade of the garage holding a rope, then pushing Austin down the drive way on his bike. The rope would run out, Austin would almost flip over the top, and then Shane would pull him back, again and again. Shane always seems to find a way to do things 'easy'. Such as playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; tennis sitting down and flicking his wrist back and forth. Too bad he hasn't come up with a billion dollar business idea with this thinking.......maybe someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-909144051932397457?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/909144051932397457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=909144051932397457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/909144051932397457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/909144051932397457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/brynns-scooter-july-24-th-2010-brynn.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGw1mzB3l2I/AAAAAAAAKdQ/dVBSlBEFyec/s72-c/scooter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2428615435220948277</id><published>2010-08-05T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:43:48.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE this website!&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten 6 certificates for 50% each!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out, seriously good deals! And all stuff that I would go to anyways, lots of selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citydeals.com/?ref=CDUMTA0ODk5"&gt;http://www.citydeals.com/?ref=CDUMTA0ODk5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and if you use me as your referral I get credit ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2428615435220948277?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2428615435220948277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2428615435220948277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2428615435220948277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2428615435220948277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-this-website-i-have-gotten-6.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5582906074341858792</id><published>2010-07-23T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:55:20.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEoPRNl7RmI/AAAAAAAAKcE/GbuX6pY-Vpk/s1600/Austin+Markers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEoPRNl7RmI/AAAAAAAAKcE/GbuX6pY-Vpk/s400/Austin+Markers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;THIS is what happens when I'm updating my blog......maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why I haven't been doing much of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;7/23/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The marker came out easy on the floor, but not so much on his body. It dyed the water blue even.....too bad I can't use bleach on his now purple legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5582906074341858792?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5582906074341858792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5582906074341858792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5582906074341858792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5582906074341858792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-what-happens-when-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEoPRNl7RmI/AAAAAAAAKcE/GbuX6pY-Vpk/s72-c/Austin+Markers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5834854812556480358</id><published>2010-07-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:44:56.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEnBLVEqqGI/AAAAAAAAKbw/Ao22dmIxc1k/s1600/dino+museum,+wizard+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEnBLVEqqGI/AAAAAAAAKbw/Ao22dmIxc1k/s400/dino+museum,+wizard+hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Monday 7/19/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are trying to take advantage of our pass to Thanksgiving point and went to the family night at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dino&lt;/span&gt; museum and the gardens right after. At the museum it was wizard night, and Brynn made this fun hat and I made the amazing finger puppet (I tried to make it simple so we could get out of the craft area since Austin spilled a full bottle of sparkly flowers all over). We did a fun scavenger hunt for 'magic beans' with symbols on them to figure our a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the water/sand area and I saw they had new apron/covers. I put one on Austin just for fun, and it was the cutest! I don't know why I thought that, but I still can't get over how cute he looked. So then I put him over the edge (since he couldn't figure out how to crawl under with his apron) and he was just barely tall enough to play with some sand that other kids had built up for a dam. He thought it was fun, and I tried to get pictures of the apron, but these were the best I could get. I am in love with my handsome little guy.......and with my fun Brynn of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEnBLkiCv5I/AAAAAAAAKb4/AXcI_XIPgAE/s1600/dino+museum,+wizard+hat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEnBLkiCv5I/AAAAAAAAKb4/AXcI_XIPgAE/s400/dino+museum,+wizard+hat1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;The next day we had some fun with the hat. Austin was pretty cute in it. You can see his lip over the edge in the bottom right corner. I thought he looked like a garden gnome in the hat. Austin lasted for about 10 seconds, with me holding his arms down. Then he was a crying/screaming mess. So I held him, and this is the face he gave Shane (the bottom middle one). He had the biggest grin, as in "ha, I have my mommy wrapped around my finger so tight". It was so funny to us, because he is very, very attached to me, and not so much Shane. And then there are the cute pictures with Brynn, and we caught one of the many times a day that Austin is very giving with hugs and kisses to his big sister, and his momma. We love them, and will take as much as we can get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;side story: Yesterday (7/22) I went to a good friends baby shower, and while I was leaving Shane pulled out the hiking backpack. He told me he was going to mow the lawn with Austin in the backpack. He has done this before, but Austin only lasts so long. And this time I didn't think it would happen since he was really grumpy. But when I got home, Austin had done really good with it. He was content in the backpack the whole time Shane mowed the lawn. I really wish I could see that, it must have been a funny sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Side story #2: while typing this Brynn just said "come look at what these kids are doing". We looked outside, and the neighbors are setting up to sell something. She said "I want to sell something!" Then we ate some cookies from smart cookie, and she said "lets sell cookies". "What kind?" I ask, "the kind we buy" she stated matter-of-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;factly&lt;/span&gt;. I think Brynn may be starting her business career early....imagine, buying something someone else makes, and selling it for a higher profit. She is a natural. And who wouldn't love smart cookie cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5834854812556480358?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5834854812556480358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5834854812556480358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5834854812556480358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5834854812556480358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/07/monday-71910-we-are-trying-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEnBLVEqqGI/AAAAAAAAKbw/Ao22dmIxc1k/s72-c/dino+museum,+wizard+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6740700982786918471</id><published>2010-07-23T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:46:47.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEm-4rAx0rI/AAAAAAAAKbo/orQl1l5gW4o/s1600/Brynn+swimming+lessons,+1st+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEm-4rAx0rI/AAAAAAAAKbo/orQl1l5gW4o/s400/Brynn+swimming+lessons,+1st+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brynn posing before and after her first swimming lesson. The way she is expressing herself is all on her own, without my coaching. The one kind of reminds me of the old posters of women in their bathing suits. And I had to get a picture with Austin, since he gets to sit on the side every time with me, playing with a magnetic book with farm animals that is his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brynn's Swimming Lessons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;I feel as though I have hit another milestone in motherhood/family life. My oldest is taking her first swimming lessons.....I know it may seem little to some, but this is huge to me. It actually almost brings tears to my eyes thinking of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;When I was growing up I took swimming lessons every summer. When I think of my love for summer, swimming lessons is one component of that, along with swimming and going to the pool. So to see Brynn big enough to take swimming lessons with me watching on the side is so fun! I am so proud of her, she loves every second. Every morning she has been putting her swim suit on first thing, and asking when we were leaving. Then she leaves on her suit almost all day, I make her take it off eventually, but she fights me even then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn has been doing so good, and loving it so much, I'm going to try to sign her up for another session. She is in the first class available, preschool level 1, they are kicking, blowing bubbles, floating, putting theirs heads in. Very simple stuff with lots of fun songs and games. Last year she seems so scared to put her face in the water, and yesterday when we went to the Lindon pool for the first time (which was so fun!) she kept going all the way under trying to swim. She now goes down the lazy river in her little tube without holding on for some time too. She is progressing so much, so I am very excited about it. Yesterday I was daydreaming of the day when my kids are old enough to sit on the side and even read a book if I want......&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a long time away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I would put something on my blog that is actually current since I am a few months behind. I am trying to get my blog book done for 2009 by the end of the month, and then I will go back and fill in the gaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6740700982786918471?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6740700982786918471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6740700982786918471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6740700982786918471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6740700982786918471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/07/brynn-posing-before-and-after-her-first.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TEm-4rAx0rI/AAAAAAAAKbo/orQl1l5gW4o/s72-c/Brynn+swimming+lessons,+1st+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-273674991716266694</id><published>2010-06-27T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSQ51XzZI/AAAAAAAAKlM/FAwHwm9_PIM/s1600/lagoon+just+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSQ51XzZI/AAAAAAAAKlM/FAwHwm9_PIM/s400/lagoon+just+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;July 14&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We decided to go the lagoon bounce back because we thought it was cheap enough and knew we wouldn't be coming back until next year. Not so, we ended up going again for free with &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacque&lt;/font&gt; and Shane's work. This lagoon trip was probably the least &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funnest&lt;/font&gt; of the 4 during the summer, but it was still a good time. I went earlier in the day, and Shane met me there late afternoon. I put Austin on a couple rides. He did really good in the bumper cars and slow moving rides. The first fast one I did was the space ship one, that was a huge mistake. I felt like such a bad mom, he didn't want to do it to begin with and then he was crying and screaming and was so scared, and was even trying to get out! I was so scared and worried. I didn't put him on &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;another&lt;/font&gt; ride until later, and we tried the whale one. He looked sick in the beginning, but didn't like it too much. If I remember right, he only went on that one once. It was hot and we were all tired in the end, we left a little before it closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-273674991716266694?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/273674991716266694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=273674991716266694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/273674991716266694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/273674991716266694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/july-14-th-we-decided-to-go-lagoon.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSQ51XzZI/AAAAAAAAKlM/FAwHwm9_PIM/s72-c/lagoon+just+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5016925863497293154</id><published>2010-06-27T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSJtNeT4I/AAAAAAAAKk8/yaBFWT9rnEY/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSJtNeT4I/AAAAAAAAKk8/yaBFWT9rnEY/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;July 9&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSJ6ss2vI/AAAAAAAAKlE/aiY7q6yCeRo/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSJ6ss2vI/AAAAAAAAKlE/aiY7q6yCeRo/s400/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Shane's mom is so sweet and always sends us little packages. This one was especially exciting! But for some reason I didn't get any pictures of what was inside ;) There was a little figurine set of the toys on Toy Story 3. There was also some cash to go to the movies with. It was so nice and perfect! We had been wanting to see the movie, but didn't want to pay the high price to take our family (after all the 'nice' theatre is usually reserved for date night only, where we only have to pay for 2 people, not 3 or 4).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The kids loved the toys, and I thought it was the nicest and most timely gift. I am definitely going to copy this when I am a grandma! Or even before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5016925863497293154?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5016925863497293154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5016925863497293154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5016925863497293154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5016925863497293154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/july-9-th-shanes-mom-is-so-sweet-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNSJtNeT4I/AAAAAAAAKk8/yaBFWT9rnEY/s72-c/IMG_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4377023897405424545</id><published>2010-06-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNR9lDHWQI/AAAAAAAAKks/ymZIvQuoN2Y/s1600/IMG_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNR9lDHWQI/AAAAAAAAKks/ymZIvQuoN2Y/s400/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;July 7&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNR-M8im2I/AAAAAAAAKk0/FOpaUXX4bJk/s1600/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNR-M8im2I/AAAAAAAAKk0/FOpaUXX4bJk/s400/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I had given both kids a bath. Then taken Austin out and got his pajamas on before Brynn got out. Of course, when I was doing something quick, Austin bee-lined it back to one of his favorite places on earth, the bath. Before I knew it he was crawling in and I couldn't get to him in time. It was funny, and there were lots of giggles, including mine. Who could be mad at this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Oh and see the green spoon. I can't remember where it came from, but that was a great toy for a few days. For both Brynn and Austin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4377023897405424545?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4377023897405424545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4377023897405424545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4377023897405424545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4377023897405424545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/july-7-th-i-had-given-both-kids-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNR9lDHWQI/AAAAAAAAKks/ymZIvQuoN2Y/s72-c/IMG_0436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-642875013689754288</id><published>2010-06-27T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRyKh2ufI/AAAAAAAAKkM/RJTYOGbHHio/s1600/lagoon+with+paynes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRyKh2ufI/AAAAAAAAKkM/RJTYOGbHHio/s400/lagoon+with+paynes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Lagoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tuesday, July 6&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, 2010 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Paynes&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nittas&lt;/font&gt; always go to Lagoon (well last year was their first I guess). But this was our first year going with them. We got a babysitter for Reagan and Austin, and stayed all day and night. It was hot but fun! Brynn had a blast with her cousins. They ran from ride to ride. And without a doubt, the evening is our favorite! Cool, with the lights glowing, and the kids running all over the place. Shane was with Derek and the older kids most of the day, while Sarah, Ellen, and I had the little ones. At the end I took &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Emi&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cambell&lt;/font&gt; on the egg drop. Its scary for me, so I was worried for them. &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Emi&lt;/font&gt; did fine, but I will forever fell bad for &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cambell&lt;/font&gt;. She had the most scared look on her face after she realize how this ride worked, and after we went high and then dropped quickly. She was crying and screaming and reaching for Ellen who was at the bottom. And to think Brynn thought she wanted to go on, thankfully she backed out while we were in line. They went on the space ship ride over and over, it was cute with them all in the same ship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRyjVEmWI/AAAAAAAAKkU/PQfxGLxq-qI/s1600/lagoon+with+paynes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRyjVEmWI/AAAAAAAAKkU/PQfxGLxq-qI/s400/lagoon+with+paynes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I took pictures of everyone on the sky coaster ride. I was at the bottom with Porter who was too scared to go. I didn't want to go again either. I'm afraid of heights, and it was scary when the ride would stop abruptly. It didn't help I kept thinking of Brynn falling out, and even having Austin with us how tight I would be holding on to him while he tried to squirm out. It was a good, long day. With a not so great ending. Everyone was tired and their was some yelling involved, some of which was directed at me. It definitely put a damper on the rest of the visit with the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Paynes&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRzHAiAzI/AAAAAAAAKkc/S-EwKWCldGc/s1600/paynes+visit+in+july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRzHAiAzI/AAAAAAAAKkc/S-EwKWCldGc/s400/paynes+visit+in+july.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Girls sleep over July 8&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, Thursday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since Ellen stayed at the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nittas&lt;/font&gt;, Brynn was so sad. We were expecting them to stay with us, and I even cleaned out house knowing Ellen would be inspecting. But she changed her mind at the last minute and stayed at Sarah's. So I got to comfort Brynn the whole week and convince here all the girls would sleep over during the week. The day finally came Thursday. They had a great time. You can see them watching the movie above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma Sunday July 11&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We all met at Grandmas for dinner. We ate at the park across the street and lounged in the shade for a couple hours. All the kids ran around. At one point we looked down at the 'game' that was going on, and Shane had his shirt off. I questioned in my mind why he would do that, but tried to ignore the issue. Evidently he was the 'skin' team, so of course he had to go nude. It was a strange thing to look up and see, I don't think I have ever seen Shane do that before. My grandma loved having us all, and it was hard to get away. But then we headed to the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MTC&lt;/font&gt; to get the obvious future missionary photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Monday 12&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bbq&lt;/font&gt; at our house&lt;br /&gt;Monday we had one last evening with the Payne's. Everyone came over for a BBQ at our house. I made the awesome &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;terriyaki&lt;/font&gt; chicken and had lots of good food. Everyone watched karate kid, but Shane didn't join the fun until late with his new job. Austin and Reagan had a fun time in the water, they both got really excited. It was so cute and unforgettable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRziH3eZI/AAAAAAAAKkk/_dOEH1i8rF4/s1600/cowabunga+bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRziH3eZI/AAAAAAAAKkk/_dOEH1i8rF4/s400/cowabunga+bay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cowabunga&lt;/font&gt; Bay July 8&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We had the opportunity to enjoy &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Cowabunga&lt;/font&gt; Bay through the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nitta's&lt;/font&gt; friends. It was a blast! We wanted to go back, but never had time. Next summer we will &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;definitely&lt;/font&gt; be going! The kids loved the little pool, and it was so warm and perfect. It was also beach style so Austin could walk around. I finally got them to sit with me on the tube down the lazy river, they were so scared for a long time. They weren't excited about the slides, they were both scared. But they were little enough for them, so hopefully next year they will like that more. At one point I was walking with Austin by the slides, and the big HUGE bucket of water emptied. It was so funny to see Austin realize water was coming, he tried to run away but I think he was shaking from fright too hard. It was sad, but so funny too. They loved splashing with their cousins. Probably our favorite day of this 'vacation'. Lagoon is almost tied ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-642875013689754288?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/642875013689754288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=642875013689754288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/642875013689754288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/642875013689754288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/lagoon-tuesday-july-6-th-2010-paynes.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRyKh2ufI/AAAAAAAAKkM/RJTYOGbHHio/s72-c/lagoon+with+paynes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7530512337845243015</id><published>2010-06-27T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;4&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; of July 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We went to &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/font&gt; for the holiday this year. We got there &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/font&gt; night, carpooling with Kent and the kids. Sarah helped Ellen drive with her family from Portland. Friday Shane and Brynn came with me to my class reunion lunch. Austin was asleep so we went without him. We didn't go to the dinner because of a few reasons, but I wanted to &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/font&gt; go to the lunch. I'm glad I did and was able to see people I haven't seen since graduation. There weren't many people, but I still had a good time, too bad I didn't take my camera. Afterwards Ellen and I went up to &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/font&gt;-I campus, its changed so much since we have been back. We got some treats and headed to Porter Park to meet the rest of the family, who had been playing volleyball and having fun in the splash area. Austin loved the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carousel&lt;/font&gt;, and Brynn loved going crazy with her cousins. We all got sunburned, sunscreen slipped our minds for the lunch, and realized too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The next morning Alison, Ellen, and I ran the 5k the city put on. It was lame, a lot of the course was on the golf course. It was a small town type event, but it was fun. Too bad I had a sinus infection and my back was hurting from pulling some low back muscles while doing yard work. Thank goodness for a chiropractor and ice, I was on the mend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Then we headed for the parade, which is always fun. Austin had fun realizing he could go get candy. It was colder than I expected and didn't bring any coats. There were some fun displays, such as the huge shopping cart from B&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;roulims&lt;/font&gt;, and the car wash boys dance presentation. Vince is so nice to go super early to get us a good spot. The kids had fun &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cramming&lt;/font&gt; into his little truck to ride home in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRhem7abI/AAAAAAAAKj8/69JPIR3tR2c/s1600/4th+of+july+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRhem7abI/AAAAAAAAKj8/69JPIR3tR2c/s400/4th+of+july+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the parade we had lunch and went &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;canoeing&lt;/font&gt;. This is the 2&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/font&gt; year we have done this and it is really fun. The river we go in close by and slow, so it takes a good amount of time to float down to our cars. Ellen and I were in a &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;canoe&lt;/font&gt; with Brynn and &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cambell&lt;/font&gt;. We had a hard time figuring out how to go straight, it was hilarious. Shane took a couple of the boys. My mom was nice to babysit Reagan and Austin so that Ellen and I could go. Brynn was so tired in the canoe and would almost fall asleep sitting up. For some reason, I think out of being scared, she refused to lay down. Ellen saw her fall back almost hitting her head, and she still refused to sit against the side. Ella fell asleep like a good girl though. Brynn and &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cambell&lt;/font&gt; kept screaming that we were going to tip over, and we kept teasing them with sightings of snakes and &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alligators&lt;/font&gt;. Brynn still thinks there was an &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alligator&lt;/font&gt; in the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRh2FXhZI/AAAAAAAAKkE/koHURE7HdKQ/s1600/4th+of+july+20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRh2FXhZI/AAAAAAAAKkE/koHURE7HdKQ/s400/4th+of+july+20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;That night we did fireworks. Austin was asleep &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;through&lt;/font&gt; it all, and Brynn should have been. She was exhausted at this point, and has never liked loud things. So besides making her do the sparkler, she hid under the blanket on my lap the whole time and fell asleep. All the kids had a good time, even cold &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Emi&lt;/font&gt;, still in her bathing suit. That cracks me up &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;every time&lt;/font&gt; I see that photo, he standing in the middle of the street at 10:30 pm doing fireworks in the cold air in her swimming suit. Summer and holidays are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7530512337845243015?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7530512337845243015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7530512337845243015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7530512337845243015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7530512337845243015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-th-of-july-2010-we-went-to-rexburg.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRhem7abI/AAAAAAAAKj8/69JPIR3tR2c/s72-c/4th+of+july+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-478778781979102492</id><published>2010-06-27T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:11:48.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRYcnluTI/AAAAAAAAKj0/0gv5hVYKLB4/s1600/brynn%27s+money+for+scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRYcnluTI/AAAAAAAAKj0/0gv5hVYKLB4/s400/brynn%27s+money+for+scooter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Scooter Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;June 30&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Brynn has been saving money, doing little jobs here and there. She is saving for a scooter and wants it really bad. We count her money every now and then to see how far she has to go. At this point she needed 10 more dollars. She was a little discouraged, but kept doing jobs to earn money, with some &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;motivation&lt;/font&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-478778781979102492?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/478778781979102492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=478778781979102492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/478778781979102492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/478778781979102492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/brynns-scooter-money-june-30-th-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRYcnluTI/AAAAAAAAKj0/0gv5hVYKLB4/s72-c/brynn%27s+money+for+scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2572075905359965374</id><published>2010-06-27T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRS-hT7sI/AAAAAAAAKjs/Z-7ySj3ZE_Y/s1600/Candy+factory+tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRS-hT7sI/AAAAAAAAKjs/Z-7ySj3ZE_Y/s400/Candy+factory+tour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Sweets Candy Factory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;6/28/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I met &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacque&lt;/font&gt; and the kids in &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SLC&lt;/font&gt; to take a tour of a candy factory. I've been wanting to go for awhile, and we finally went. They made us all wear hats, Tyler is wearing one. Even Austin and Meg had to. Austin was hard to keep distracted so he wouldn't pull his off. Mid way I had to keep giving him candy, because they insisted he have it on. Since Meg is so small she had to wear a beard cover. It was cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;The tour was fun, but not as exciting as I thought it would be. I'm still glad we went. The cheap candy afterwards was fun, the kids had fun picking some out. It was a hot day, so we didn't stay long, even in the shade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2572075905359965374?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2572075905359965374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2572075905359965374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2572075905359965374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2572075905359965374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweets-candy-factory-62810-i-met-jacque.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRS-hT7sI/AAAAAAAAKjs/Z-7ySj3ZE_Y/s72-c/Candy+factory+tour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8208316911404482643</id><published>2010-06-27T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNROiPpI_I/AAAAAAAAKjk/MwKesmCTgJo/s1600/Father%27s+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNROiPpI_I/AAAAAAAAKjk/MwKesmCTgJo/s400/Father%27s+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Father's Day 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;6/19/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Shane's day started with breakfast in bed, which Brynn was so excited to take to him. He was able to take a nap and relax. After church I made him a nice dinner on the &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bbq&lt;/font&gt; with potatoes, steak, deviled eggs, rolls, fruit, and dessert. We got him a new golfing shirt and a children's book about children loving their daddy. I actually bought the book a couple years ago but forgot to give it to him last year, so it became one of this year's gifts ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Austin and Brynn love their daddy, he is always fun and sweet with them. He also loved the tie Brynn made for him at church, and has brought it out a couple of times since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8208316911404482643?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8208316911404482643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8208316911404482643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8208316911404482643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8208316911404482643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day-2010-61910-shanes-day.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNROiPpI_I/AAAAAAAAKjk/MwKesmCTgJo/s72-c/Father%27s+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3071849539030923114</id><published>2010-06-27T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRHVGAolI/AAAAAAAAKjM/SK23ueRPnk8/s1600/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRHVGAolI/AAAAAAAAKjM/SK23ueRPnk8/s400/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;During&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRHpjVH4I/AAAAAAAAKjU/FOx0djtJXLw/s1600/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRHpjVH4I/AAAAAAAAKjU/FOx0djtJXLw/s400/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRIMpMH9I/AAAAAAAAKjc/k8G-vbqjaM8/s1600/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRIMpMH9I/AAAAAAAAKjc/k8G-vbqjaM8/s400/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Austin's 1st Haircut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;June 17&lt;font class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;The day finally came to cut off Austin's curls. It was something I was looking forward to at this point, but also a little sad. I also wondered how he would do. But between sitting in an airplane and watching a movie, he did perfect. We took him right after he woke from his nap, so he looks a little goofy. He loved Cookie Cutters, and so did Brynn. I had to keep &lt;font class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reminding&lt;/font&gt; her this wasn't for her, she loves that place. Austin enjoyed the airplane and kept turning the steering wheel, you can see his little had holding on, even through the cape. He looked so much better, a very handsome guy indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3071849539030923114?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3071849539030923114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3071849539030923114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3071849539030923114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3071849539030923114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/before-during-after-austins-1st-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THNRHVGAolI/AAAAAAAAKjM/SK23ueRPnk8/s72-c/Austin%27s+1st+Hair+cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4627467888067425654</id><published>2010-06-26T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK2FTsQx5I/AAAAAAAAKiE/zx0aa8wHMK0/s1600/Brynn%27s+tutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK2FTsQx5I/AAAAAAAAKiE/zx0aa8wHMK0/s400/Brynn%27s+tutu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Brynn's Tutu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;June 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Our cute neighbors brought a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt; for a house party they were having for girls bows and princess attire. The day came around and I realized I can use this! I had Brynn clean her room and toys around the house, and helped with the silverware to earn money. She had a little bag of change and was very excited once we got to the house. The prices were great and she was able to buy a tutu, wand, and butterfly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barrette&lt;/span&gt; with her money. They had cookies and home made ice cream as well, even Austin enjoyed the party. This is the start of Brynn earning money for jobs, and I like her optimism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4627467888067425654?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4627467888067425654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4627467888067425654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4627467888067425654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4627467888067425654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/brynns-tutu-june-16-th-our-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK2FTsQx5I/AAAAAAAAKiE/zx0aa8wHMK0/s72-c/Brynn%27s+tutu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-74428657751970677</id><published>2010-06-26T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THMAUMW5y1I/AAAAAAAAKic/nFDhLFCkNR8/s1600/Camping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THMAUMW5y1I/AAAAAAAAKic/nFDhLFCkNR8/s400/Camping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Camping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6/14/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We thought for sure we would be able to find a spot up the American Fork Canyon during the week, but it was a little harder than we expected. We at least found a spot in the campground we wanted. Brynn was excited and so were we. Especially with the knowledge that home is very close and we can leave anytime if needs be, also that it was for one night only as a trial. We're glad those 2 things were true, because that night was cold and Austin woke up all night. Maybe because he was cold, or maybe because he knew we were so close, we don't know. The evening went well and fun. Shane had a hard time starting the fire, but it eventually grew large enough to have &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smores&lt;/font&gt; and stories. Brynn liked mine the most ;) We brought pizza from Costco, one of our new favorites. So it was super easy. Austin went down really good. And the rest of us went to bed soon after. This is when my nightmare starts. For the past couple nights I would have coughing fits, that lasted a long time and made it impossible to sleep. For some reason I ignored the problem, since during the I had no problem and felt perfectly fine. Right when I laid down in the tent the coughing started. I would try to hard to keep the coughs in so as not to wake Austin. Brynn and Shane were watching a movie on the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/font&gt; so they didn't care. Eventually I went out to the car and coughed for over an hour. And the cough is dry, nothing comes up. Its as if I have asthma, like when I was a kid, and breathing irritates my lungs causing me to cough. Eventually I calmed down, and then I got scared that there was some creature outside the car, so I went back to the tent. It took some time to fall asleep, and by then Austin started to wake a couple times. I was able to get him back to sleep, but eventually Shane slept with him, and then really early in the morning he wanted me (he is attached to me). I held him, but couldn't sleep, I never can when kids are right next to me. I think I maybe got a hour's worth of sleep. The morning came and Shane took the kids out so I could sleep a little more. Breakfast was easy with cereal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That morning Austin was starting to have fun. The night before he just followed me around wanting to be held. I was annoyed, I wanted him to enjoy all the rocks and dirt and sticks. He got the hang of it in the morning. At one point I looked at his face and realized he had either eaten dirt or put dirty rocks in his mouth, because his lips and face were dirty. It was cute. And of course Brynn got to drive with Daddy out of the campground. When I was young my dad did the same thing with us while camping, those are fond memories that I want my kids to have as well. Shane didn't really know about this, and has let Brynn drive with him lots in our neighborhood. She loves it. So she felt perfectly comfortable and happy to drive while camping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We packed up and headed for the Alpine loop to check out Cascade Springs. I think that's what its called. It was so beautiful, with lots of fish and a nice layout. It was worth the drive. We drove home through the Provo Canyon, to see the rest of the Alpine loop, which we have never driven on. That canyon is what I love about living here. Its about 10 minutes away, and we go up a lot for tinfoil dinners with friends. Shane and I also were hiking up to the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Timp&lt;/font&gt; caves weekly to get ready for hiking Mount &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Timpanogos&lt;/font&gt; over 4&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; of July week. But that didn't happen since Shane started work, but it was still nice. It would take us 1 1/2 hours round trip, driving included. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THMAUjj5rWI/AAAAAAAAKik/M6_Jnsn8JcA/s1600/Camping1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THMAUjj5rWI/AAAAAAAAKik/M6_Jnsn8JcA/s400/Camping1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Notice Austin's hair in the back, those curls are getting frizzy and too long. The holes in the beach towel we believe are from squirrels. Shane left the trunk open in the morning, and when we were packing up he noticed them. Directly under them was the chocolate bars for &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smores&lt;/font&gt;, and one of them was eaten. Those squirrels have strong teeth. They ruined both beach towels. I highly recomment Cascade Springs to anyone, even in wheelchairs because they have it built so nice, and its a nice drive through Provo or American Fork Canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-74428657751970677?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/74428657751970677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=74428657751970677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/74428657751970677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/74428657751970677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/camping-61410-we-thought-for-sure-we.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THMAUMW5y1I/AAAAAAAAKic/nFDhLFCkNR8/s72-c/Camping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2534145234378198266</id><published>2010-06-26T10:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK159eKSvI/AAAAAAAAKhs/k3892tuZqgA/s1600/Grandma+B+92nd+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK159eKSvI/AAAAAAAAKhs/k3892tuZqgA/s400/Grandma+B+92nd+bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Grandma B's 92&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;June 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We decided last minute to go surprise my Grandma, kind of. We had to make sure she was around, so she knew our family was coming, but not the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta&lt;/span&gt; kids, and not with a cake a present. She was hard to get a hold of, apparently her good friends took her out for lunch. But we finally made it and her face was so happy when she saw all her great-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; at the door yelling Happy Birthday. All the kids except &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tadj&lt;/span&gt; was able to come. Sarah and Kent were busy, but lets be real, the kids are what matters. I made her a cake with candles in the shape of 92, and a framed picture of Austin and Brynn. Its always nice to see Grandma, but a little stressful trying to keep the kids out of trouble and entertained. I think she appreciated our visit, and it was nice to do that for her. Its amazing she is 92, she has lived through so much. At times I try to ask her about the history she lived through, but I think its hard to remember, plus she loves to talk about clothes and her neighbors and family. She is still going strong and living on her own. Just recently has her mind started to get a little slow, but she realizes this. Its nice having her so close and that my kids have somewhat of a relationship with her. Its her laugh/giggle that's their favorite, mine too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2534145234378198266?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2534145234378198266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2534145234378198266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2534145234378198266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2534145234378198266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandma-bs-92-nd-birthday-june-8-th.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK159eKSvI/AAAAAAAAKhs/k3892tuZqgA/s72-c/Grandma+B+92nd+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2811174021280356335</id><published>2010-06-26T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK13GxClyI/AAAAAAAAKhk/BYqChiH0Grk/s1600/utah+lake+festival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK13GxClyI/AAAAAAAAKhk/BYqChiH0Grk/s400/utah+lake+festival.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Utah Lake Festival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;June 5&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We decided to go check out this festival, and we are so glad we did. They had a lot of fun activities for the kids, including this fish hat Brynn made. The crowd was crazy and it was hot, but the free food and hayrides made it worth it. But our very favorite was the boat ride on Utah Lake. We've always heard Utah Lake was dirty and not that great. But we were amazed at how beautiful it was with the mountains and landscape around the lake. The water wasn't clear, apparently because it is so shallow and the bottom gets swirled around. The boat was nice and the breeze felt wonderful. We're so glad Shane waited in line and we had this experience. Shane even agreed having a boat when our kids are older would be fun. He has never thought that. That in itself was worth it. Don't assume I really want a boat, I just like the idea and the possibility. And for Shane to actually think the same is fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2811174021280356335?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2811174021280356335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2811174021280356335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2811174021280356335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2811174021280356335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/utah-lake-festival-june-5-th-2010-we.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK13GxClyI/AAAAAAAAKhk/BYqChiH0Grk/s72-c/utah+lake+festival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2507569521761931082</id><published>2010-06-26T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK10Xyl8EI/AAAAAAAAKhc/IX5ziqiSjQs/s1600/pretzels,+highway+moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK10Xyl8EI/AAAAAAAAKhc/IX5ziqiSjQs/s400/pretzels,+highway+moving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Pretzels and Highway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;6/4/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;The &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nittas&lt;/font&gt; slept over, Haley and I provided the treats: pretzels. They were pretty good with cinnamon and sugar. But I could not get the shape, Haley was the artist behind those. My friend &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lanell&lt;/font&gt; made them for preschool and got the recipe from Food Network. Its good, just takes time. Later that night, maybe around 11pm, Shane took the boys to watch a overpass being moved in American Fork. Apparently that is something fun to watch and lots of people go. This is unique really though, they built the overpass right by the highway and then just move it over, instead of building on the actual highway the whole time. It was really windy, so it wasn't the most enjoyable experience, but interesting I hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2507569521761931082?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2507569521761931082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2507569521761931082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2507569521761931082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2507569521761931082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/pretzels-and-highway-6410-nittas-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK10Xyl8EI/AAAAAAAAKhc/IX5ziqiSjQs/s72-c/pretzels,+highway+moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5661458245929331114</id><published>2010-06-25T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:11:48.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1xAT_MVI/AAAAAAAAKhU/Hsor2BTQkdw/s1600/Geocaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1xAT_MVI/AAAAAAAAKhU/Hsor2BTQkdw/s400/Geocaching.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Geocaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;June 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;We got an ad in the mail for Eagle Days, for Eagle Mountain. They had a &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geocaching&lt;/font&gt; event with a prize drawing for those who finished. They were also having helicopter rides for $15, so we thought it would fun to go &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geocaching&lt;/font&gt; and then Shane and Brynn to ride the helicopter. We searched for 1 1/2 hours for our handheld &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gps&lt;/font&gt;, but could not find it anywhere. Very frustrating. Since our answers to the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geocache&lt;/font&gt; was due in only 1 1/2 hours we went with our car &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gps&lt;/font&gt;. That didn't work too well. At the first location we called the help number and they told us where the cache was. We weren't cheating, we really wanted to know if it was still there, or if someone had moved it. We had looked for 15 minutes to no success, the blame goes to our lame car &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gps&lt;/font&gt;. We went to the next cache thinking maybe we could find it, but had no success. We decided to go to the park anyways for the helicopter rides. When we got there, we learned the helicopter rides were 5 minutes, so we were cheap enough to pass. But we did go to the tent for the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geocaching&lt;/font&gt;, and asked where the 2&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/font&gt; cache was out of &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;curiosity&lt;/font&gt;. They told us, and even though we didn't even find one of the 5 caches, they let us enter the drawing. And everyone that was in our group got to enter their name, even Austin. We sat around for a bit wait for the prizes. We were excited to even be included. And the waiting paid off. First Haley won, she came along as well. She &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/font&gt; a free men's haircut, which she gave to her dad for Father's day. Next Austin won a family pass to &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Trafalga&lt;/font&gt;, a place to cars and &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;miniature&lt;/font&gt; golfing, etc. That was worth &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/font&gt; $50. Then I won a bird feeder, which I put up a couple months later. Austin loves all the birds. Finally Shane won a fountain, the ugliest one I have ever seen. You can see it somewhat in the photos. We were all excited and tried to avoid Brynn when she kept saying she was the only one who didn't win. The kids went on a couple rides and we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;A few days later Shane had the idea of taking the fountain to Home Depot and returning it. Its worth a try, they thanked home depot during the prize drawing, so we knew where to go. In the end Shane had a gift card to home depot for $70. That contest was awesome! Combined we probably made &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/font&gt; $150! We were so glad we tried ;) And we'll be going again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Note: even 3 months later, after searching our house up and down we cannot find our &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gps&lt;/font&gt;. We must have either left it somewhere, or forgotten who we loaned it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5661458245929331114?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5661458245929331114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5661458245929331114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5661458245929331114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5661458245929331114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-got-ad-in-mail-for-eagle-days-for.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1xAT_MVI/AAAAAAAAKhU/Hsor2BTQkdw/s72-c/Geocaching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-8368856577934811571</id><published>2010-06-25T10:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:11.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1l2yqBCI/AAAAAAAAKhM/4h1rZg7z1Ms/s1600/Shane%27s+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1l2yqBCI/AAAAAAAAKhM/4h1rZg7z1Ms/s400/Shane%27s+bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Shane's Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;June 1st, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Shane turned 33 this year, getting up there ;) He requested cookie bars, a recipe I recently got from a neighbor friend. They are &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carmel&lt;/font&gt;, chocolate, walnut, cookie bars that are so good. My niece babysat, and while her older cousins/babysitters &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dropped&lt;/font&gt; her off with the other kids, we had a little party with candles and dessert. Afterwards Shane and I went to dinner and a movie. Not the most exciting birthday, but fun just the same. We love Shane, he is a very good family man. Oh and, Austin tried to steal his thunder by wearing his 'birthday boy' shirt, how could he!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-8368856577934811571?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/8368856577934811571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=8368856577934811571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8368856577934811571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/8368856577934811571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/shanes-birthday-june-1st-2010-shane.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1l2yqBCI/AAAAAAAAKhM/4h1rZg7z1Ms/s72-c/Shane%27s+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7515079907448245814</id><published>2010-06-25T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:47.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1jUHoscI/AAAAAAAAKhE/yATlyDuwpnc/s1600/austin%27s+pony+tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1jUHoscI/AAAAAAAAKhE/yATlyDuwpnc/s400/austin%27s+pony+tail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Austin's Pony Tail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;June 1, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Not only was today Shane's birthday, but it was an adventure. Austin's hair is growing long in the back with lots of soft curls. I haven't wanted to get it cut yet, I love the curls and I don't want my baby to get big. We have gotten comments about our 'little girl' and people noticing how long his hair is. Before we got it cut I wanted to see how he would look in a pony tail. He did look pretty cute, and we couldn't stop laughing at our 'little girl'. It was a tiny little pony tail, but oh so sweet. He didn't even notice or care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7515079907448245814?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7515079907448245814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7515079907448245814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7515079907448245814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7515079907448245814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/austins-pony-tail-june-1-2010-not-only.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1jUHoscI/AAAAAAAAKhE/yATlyDuwpnc/s72-c/austin%27s+pony+tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5920020188864993039</id><published>2010-06-25T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:47.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1g4zJvtI/AAAAAAAAKg8/SdQBwV1KdU4/s1600/may+random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1g4zJvtI/AAAAAAAAKg8/SdQBwV1KdU4/s400/may+random.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;May Random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;One day Shane came home and there was a hummingbird in the garage. We took some pictures before he quickly tried to get it out to save him. Brynn fell asleep like this on the couch, with her hand in that location and her head leaning almost straight forward. She must have been tired. She is in an &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awkward&lt;/font&gt; stage where she still needs a nap, but if she does nap she is up late. So I only put her down for a nap every once in awhile, when she really needs one. Or I try to keep her awake, instead of falling asleep around 5 or 6 pm. And I need to put her to bed earlier, but she always has so much energy at night, which is annoying to try to put her to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;One Sunday afternoon Brynn wanted to take 'our babies for a walk'. So we did, and she wanted to pose like so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5920020188864993039?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5920020188864993039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5920020188864993039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5920020188864993039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5920020188864993039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/may-random-one-day-shane-came-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1g4zJvtI/AAAAAAAAKg8/SdQBwV1KdU4/s72-c/may+random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5322846635109570187</id><published>2010-06-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:12:27.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;California and Oregon Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5/13-5/26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a 2 week trip during May to Dublin, California to visit Shane's parents and to Portland to visit my sister and her family. Shane was actually unemployed at this time, he got laid-off in the middle of March, so we took advantage of this time to not only make it an enjoyable trip but Shane met with several people at different companies. The lay off was not a surprise at all, so although it wasn't the best situation, it wasn't the worst either. In the end Shane got a job with &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;In Contact&lt;/font&gt; in Salt Lake City. He started at the end of June and is very excited about what he's doing; financial &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;analyst&lt;/font&gt; and programming reports. I was actually feeling a little guilty because he had received two offers, actually right away after getting laid off, but I pushed him to keep looking since I knew he would not be enjoying his work at all. In the end it worked out for the best, and I'm glad we made the decisions we did. I will say the time we had while he was unemployed was amazing. We took advantage of the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/font&gt; as much as we could while he was still searching for a job. Since he has been working a lot (12 hour days on average) since, it has been an adjustment, but I think we are all adjusted now. So, if any of you are in the position we were, enjoy it as much as possible. When else can you have your husband around that much, spending that much time with your kids and family. If only life had 3 month breaks during the summer every year. And you got paid during the break....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The two week trip was the longest trip we have taken, I think ever since we have been married, and for sure with kids. There was lots of driving, but it went pretty well, except coming home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday May 13&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; we left in the morning and made it to Dublin by the evening, with a long stop in Reno for Shane to meet with someone. This drive was by far the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day Shane dropped me off in San Fransisco at my friends Kari-&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lynn's&lt;/font&gt;. Our kids had a fun time together, and it was so nice to spend time with her. They live in a beautiful area, close to a beach, too bad the weather was so crummy and we stayed inside all day. But it was still so fun. And for some reason, I have not pictures of this day. Shane came back from appointments and we all went out to dinner together, perfect to avoid the traffic going back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been 5 years since we have been to California, pathetic I know. And our kids had never been, so Saturday was spent doing tourist things. We took a short ride on a trolley, then met Derek and &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/font&gt; shortly after. We went to the Pier (I forget the number, but it's the tourist one) and looked at the stinky seals. The kids rode with Grandma on the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;carousel&lt;/font&gt; then we got clam chowder with bread bowels. Afterwards we wasted time watching street entertainers, then headed to the Golden Gate Bridge. By this time the kids were &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asleep&lt;/font&gt; so Shane and I hopped out and took a little walk. When we came back Brynn was awake so we took her back to the bridge. It was cold that day, but pretty nonetheless. Next we went across the bridge to go to a beach. We drove on this very windy road that was long, it wasn't pleasant. On the way back we took a tunnel and we were back to the bridge within minutes. Funny how that worked out. At the beach the kids had fun, but again it was cold so we didn't stay for long. Austin was very interested in the waves and really wanted to get in the water. Shane would take him to the edge, let him feel the water, then run back when the waves would come. I went out, and I was bending down with Austin but stumbled a little. And apparently this wave was the biggest, since it soaked our feet and lower legs, Shane included. We were annoyed, it ruined my shoes for good. Oh well, they needed to go anyways. We were about done, but stopped at the bakery &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corbi&lt;/font&gt; used to work at to get sourdough bread that I had been craving since our last trip 5 years ago. It was so worth it, that bakery is awesome. Shane really wanted to take the kids back home on BART, so we went to a stop that &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conveniently&lt;/font&gt; had a &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blondies&lt;/font&gt; Pizza close by and we ate that in the car before Steve dropped us off at the station. The pizza wasn't as good as Shane remembers it, but it was still fun to go. The train ride was uneventful, but made the kids and Shane happy. Steve picked us up at the Dublin stop and we headed home. Sherri was so nice and babysat the kids while we went to a movie. It was a really fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508664666614543666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1VABONTI/AAAAAAAAKgs/yc871g_Rnj0/s400/May+Portland+Trip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1VmkvjDI/AAAAAAAAKg0/galg0geMGCg/s1600/May+Portland+Trip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508664676964076594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1VmkvjDI/AAAAAAAAKg0/galg0geMGCg/s400/May+Portland+Trip1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was relaxing at home. Derek and &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/font&gt; were able to come visit for a bit. We took Brynn and Austin to a park, and Shane went to visit an old friend with Brynn. Monday we met Kari-&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lynn&lt;/font&gt; at super franks in &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pleasanton&lt;/font&gt;. I'm so glad she introduced us to that place, we will go every time we are visiting now. Its a huge kid fun zone, with all kinds of fun things. Blow up slides, little cars and playhouse stuff. Circle time with singing and activities, which Brynn would get so excited for, while the boys couldn't care less. There was a glow in the dark area with neon paint and decorations everywhere, it was under the sea themed. With a sponge pit, similar to what gymnastics centers have. Brynn enjoyed the glow in the dark markers and coloring area. The last area had a little 'town' with slides and a movie/acting place. Brynn had a ball dancing in there, while Austin loved the slide. There was even an arcade that older kids could enjoy, and the best part was they had lots of seating and places to relax for the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK04we9tvI/AAAAAAAAKgM/5gZ0tDZRPmk/s1600/May+Portland+Trip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK04we9tvI/AAAAAAAAKgM/5gZ0tDZRPmk/s400/May+Portland+Trip2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Later that day Brynn and I went with &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corbi&lt;/font&gt; to an elder daycare where she played with her band. All the old people loved Brynn and she had a good time with the music and coloring. It was a really nice part of our day. We even had family home evening with Steve and Sherri, you can see them marching around the 'city of Jericho' below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK05mmrzmI/AAAAAAAAKgU/m_Y41lGKmYk/s1600/May+Portland+Trip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK05mmrzmI/AAAAAAAAKgU/m_Y41lGKmYk/s400/May+Portland+Trip3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We all had a really good time in California and look forward to &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;visiting&lt;/font&gt; again. The kids enjoyed spending so much time with their Grandparents and Aunt &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corbi&lt;/font&gt;, and Austin especially loves his Grandma Wright. He wanted her every minute and wouldn't even go to me while she was around. It was so fun to see them together, and Brynn loved everything about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we headed to Portland. We wished we would have planned better and spent a night on the coast. This drive was harder, and seemed like it lasted too long. We finally made it though and had a fun trip in Portland. I didn't get many pictures, but I did record lots of video. We went on a few bike rides and to a few &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parks&lt;/font&gt;, went to a couple movies, and went on a really fun night out with just Ellen and Derek. The kids had a blast together, its always fun to go to Portland, especially with all the free Little &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caesars&lt;/font&gt; we can handle ;) Ellen even took me out to the Cheesecake factory, yum! The guys had their day out too. Its funny, at one point it dawned on me how this stage in our lives with young kids, all the parents took every chance we could to get out without the kids. It was either Ellen and I, or Derek and Shane, or all of us together. But we didn't spend much time at home with all the adults together.&lt;br /&gt;Below there are pictures of us at the mall playing, I think the picture is funny in the bottom left with Porter squishing &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambell&lt;/font&gt; out of the way for him to get picture ready. This is also the time that I dropped our camera, breaking it completely. And when I was laughing &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hysterically&lt;/font&gt; as Brynn tried to climb into an already moving toy. She could not get in but kept trying over and over, while it shook her out. She barely got in before the money ran out. She has &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hijacked&lt;/font&gt; a toy that a kid paid for but then was scared of and got out. I haven't laughed that hard for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun showing the dinosaur robot to Austin. He was very scared at first, but then eventually felt good about touching it. The kids had fun setting the chairs up like a train. And sweet Porter is always so good to Brynn. He would play with her and have funny conversations that I would over hear. He would sleep with her and read books together. They wanted to have a sleep over in his room, and didn't mind the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK06lp8a0I/AAAAAAAAKgc/mHI2hy96s00/s1600/May+Portland+Trip4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK06lp8a0I/AAAAAAAAKgc/mHI2hy96s00/s400/May+Portland+Trip4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We headed home May 25&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/font&gt; planning on just stopping in Boise for a couple hours. But this trip was the worst by far. We left early, but around 8:30 Brynn kept asking why her booster seat wasn't read. I finally turned around to find out what she was talking about since Austin was still asleep and I wanted to keep her quiet. I look and see that Shane had taken Porter's booster and not Brynn's. I should have kept my mouth shut, but I quickly got angry at Shane. Brynn caught on quick and hysterically threw a fit for a half hour. Austin of course woke and the rest of the trip was not fun. The highlight was our stop at &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcdonalds&lt;/font&gt; for a long time while Shane made a business call in the car. Luckily my kids were playing on the freezing outdoor &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play place&lt;/font&gt; while I witnessed a crazy lady scream and use obscenities to the manager because she couldn't use her free food coupons. Never have I been in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up staying in Boise the night, we love the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gillenwaters&lt;/font&gt; too much to have to say goodbye so quickly. Luckily a friend let us use her pack &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;n'play&lt;/font&gt; since Austin refused to go to sleep on the bed or floor. It was really good to spend time with Terri and the family, we miss Boise. They had this fun bike the kids could sit in the back, its always a good time there. And Texas Roadhouse rolls were enjoyed by all, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK07al8IyI/AAAAAAAAKgk/KXRW-kplNt8/s1600/May+Portland+Trip5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK07al8IyI/AAAAAAAAKgk/KXRW-kplNt8/s400/May+Portland+Trip5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We finally made it home. The trip was long but went by fast. We all had a really good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5322846635109570187?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5322846635109570187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5322846635109570187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5322846635109570187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5322846635109570187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/08/california-and-oregon-trip-513-526-we.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/THK1VABONTI/AAAAAAAAKgs/yc871g_Rnj0/s72-c/May+Portland+Trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-5029473300721569178</id><published>2010-06-24T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T12:41:11.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGxV09OPyjI/AAAAAAAAKew/oSw4ShCJKuQ/s1600/Mother%27s+Day+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGxV09OPyjI/AAAAAAAAKew/oSw4ShCJKuQ/s400/Mother%27s+Day+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;These pictures were taken AFTER church, big mistake. I eventually bribed Austin with some mints, and he got them all over his white shirt. Funny to see that mouth full in a few of the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May 9th, 2010&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since its been so long since this happened (I'm typing this 8/19) I can't really remember how the day went. I think Shane made an excellent dinner and gave me a couple gifts, too bad I can't remember all the details. I do think he got me some alpine mints from the new winco in Orem, but I could be wrong. Those mints are delicious, found in the bulk. We LOVE winco! Awww, good thing I just remember I typed about the day on my personal blog ;) Copy and paste (with some details removed, it is from my PERSONAL blog):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mother's Day 2010 Today was a fun day, especially the morning. Sundays have become my worst day of the week, so the rest of the day went so-so. Shane took care of the kids while I slept in and had a nice breakfast waiting for me. Before I got up Brynn came in with all kinds of smiles and energy with a card, Shane helped with the front, but Brynn did the rest with her pictures and scribbles she says is her name and writing. She told me "Happy Mother's Day". She was pretty excited about today, even though I'm not sure she truly understood the whole concept. In the evening, while I was relaxing in bed she said 'I love you on Mother's day, and I will be good all day today'. A little too late, since earlier in the evening she threw a big fit because she was so tired from not taking a nap. We of course were late to church and I was teaching, and not quite prepared like I always am. Sacrament meeting was hectic, but Brynn sang in the stands. She was very excited and I made sure to tell her to stand where we could see her. She still made it to the top and it was hard to see her with big kids in front of her, but we could see her little head most of the time. She didn't sing much, but kept trying to push herself taller using the chair in front of her, just like Mable was. It was very cute though, when she first got up there and before they started singing she waved to me a couple times, and I saw her telling Mable 'there's my mommy' while pointing to me. In the afternoon while Shane was taking a nap I asked her if she liked me being her mommy and if she wanted someone else to be her mommy. She first said she wanted Sarah to be her mommy, auntie Sarah because she tickles her. And I said, ok go pack your bags and I will take you over there. I felt bad for about 1 second, then didn't care. But then she said she didn't want to live there and that I was a good mommy. After I prompted all the answers of course. Shane made a good dinner with steak and salad and made a 2nd attempt at an ice cream cake. It makes me laugh. I was watching him make the cream for the cake, for some reason he thinks it needs whipped cream on top every time. He was looking for the powdered sugar, I asked why he was using that and he said thats what it said to use. I said, ok, but wasn't sure about that. Then I tested the cream when it was done and it was not good, it needed a lot more sugar. I asked if he needed to add more and he said it called for 3 tbsps, but I asked how much cream he used. I asked to see the recipe. Sure enough it called for white sugar, which he interpreted as powdered sugar, and it was for 1 cup of cream. He used the whole pint, so he needed to double the sugar anyways. So funny. I do enjoy mother's day, but his one wasn't as good as it has been the in the past. With Austin screaming constantly all day, me stressing about church and my lesson, and Brynn being grumpy, and me being tired and wanting a break, it was a so-so day. Shane did get me alpine mints from winco though, and I ate a whole bunch, along with cookies and lots of other junk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So there you have it :) I love copy and paste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-5029473300721569178?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/5029473300721569178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=5029473300721569178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5029473300721569178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/5029473300721569178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/these-pictures-were-taken-after-church.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TGxV09OPyjI/AAAAAAAAKew/oSw4ShCJKuQ/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4757199636422514524</id><published>2010-06-23T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:11:08.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmhaleywright%2Falbumid%2F5486184105058479329%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCL-YzYXqo6LcNQ%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from Austin's 1 year shoot (in actuality 14 months), and Brynn. Taken on 5/12/10 by &lt;a href="http://www.photographybymckenzie.com/"&gt;Mckenzie&lt;/a&gt;. She is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4757199636422514524?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4757199636422514524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4757199636422514524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4757199636422514524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4757199636422514524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-are-some-pictures-from-austins-1.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-46209052203166001</id><published>2010-06-23T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T12:01:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTNW1BkrI/AAAAAAAAKUc/WO0Y1mf09Xk/s1600/IMG_3109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTNW1BkrI/AAAAAAAAKUc/WO0Y1mf09Xk/s400/IMG_3109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tea Party&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt; Haley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;May 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Grandma Haley came shortly after the Wrights, so Brynn's tea party was fresh on her mind. We made sure to squeeze in a little 'tea time' during Grandma Haley's short visit. This time we had doughnuts, crackers, and Grandma Haley's favorite: nutter butter cookies. It was a quaint visit, with Austin going in and out the back door throughout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-46209052203166001?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/46209052203166001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=46209052203166001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/46209052203166001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/46209052203166001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/tea-party-with-grandma-haley-may-7-th.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTNW1BkrI/AAAAAAAAKUc/WO0Y1mf09Xk/s72-c/IMG_3109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2694379555758405672</id><published>2010-06-23T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:59:30.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTHg_8OLI/AAAAAAAAKUU/_cLpg4Y8_30/s1600/New+car+seats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTHg_8OLI/AAAAAAAAKUU/_cLpg4Y8_30/s400/New+car+seats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;New Car Seats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;May 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Austin was overdue for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;, he had outgrown his infant seat. I was putting the task off because its always annoying to pick out a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;, plus the cost isn't fun either. We headed to babies &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;r'us&lt;/span&gt; to try and find one we liked. I love how they have so many on display so you can really figure out which one you like. We were fully expecting to purchase another big five point harness &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; for Brynn, but was pleasantly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; when she fit into a booster seat. We looked up the laws while at the store, and she measured correctly, so we were happy to only spend $40 instead of $100 or more. Brynn was so excited to be a 'big girl in her booster seat'. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; switched the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt; around, Austin getting Brynn's old one. They were both loving life while driving. For a month or 2 after Brynn would tell almost anybody, even people at the grocery store, about her new booster seat. And if you were at our house, you got an extra special treat, Brynn would personally show you the booster seat in the car and tell you all about it. Austin thinks he's pretty cool too, but I think he really likes to see whats going on and be able to see out the window much better. Life is better without that infant seat. It was also perfect timing before our big trip to California and Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2694379555758405672?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2694379555758405672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2694379555758405672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2694379555758405672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2694379555758405672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-car-seats-may-5-th-2010-austin-was.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TCLTHg_8OLI/AAAAAAAAKUU/_cLpg4Y8_30/s72-c/New+car+seats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1340148909607436324</id><published>2010-06-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:19:51.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnIwrbtbpI/AAAAAAAAKSc/2u3539hxAKs/s1600/Brynn%27s+photography+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnIwrbtbpI/AAAAAAAAKSc/2u3539hxAKs/s400/Brynn%27s+photography+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;May 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Brynn took the camera and became a photographer instantly. Can't you see those skills, impressive yes. Its funny to see what she came up with. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notice Austin digging out the babies eyes? The eyelids move and he just can't figure it out&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;She has also became the host everyone is wanting......she took our fruits and made a delicious and tempting presentation. Brynn has so many skills she is testing out. Can't wait to see what else you have to offer Brynn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1340148909607436324?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1340148909607436324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1340148909607436324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1340148909607436324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1340148909607436324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/may-4-th-5-th-brynn-took-camera-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnIwrbtbpI/AAAAAAAAKSc/2u3539hxAKs/s72-c/Brynn%27s+photography+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-169134413995793184</id><published>2010-06-04T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:10:18.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Baby Meg's Blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;5/2/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We were so excited for this weekend, to help celebrate Meg's birth. Shane's family came into town, and Brynn was ready and eagerly planning a tea party for them. The week before she played with Elizabeth who had her tea party stuff set up with crackers and white doughnuts. So of course Brynn needed the exact same food. She really wanted a tea party, but we kept putting her off until Shane's family arrived, and as soon as they came she kept talking about it. So we had it a hour or so later. Earlier that day we got the white doughnuts, they had to be fresh ;) And they were good, I haven't had those for a long time, and I couldn't stop eating them. Brynn was a lovely host, and made sure all the teacups were full at all times. She has just recently (June 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) started earning money by doing jobs, including putting the silverware away. She is going to save up for the tea set from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt;. We'll see how long it lasts, the money working thing that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We had a fun weekend with Tyler's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kwan&lt;/span&gt; Do, lots of yummy food, and attending Meg's blessing. The kids had a blast with their cousins, and they love to hold her. Austin loves her, its funny how my baby loves babies. Austin discovered their toy mecca downstairs, and stayed down their most of the day Sunday. Brynn "kept an eye on him", or so she says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnHTlKNKgI/AAAAAAAAKSU/CXDgyaOx5UU/s1600/meg%27s+blessing+weekend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnHTlKNKgI/AAAAAAAAKSU/CXDgyaOx5UU/s400/meg%27s+blessing+weekend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-169134413995793184?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/169134413995793184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=169134413995793184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/169134413995793184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/169134413995793184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-megs-blessing-5210-we-were-so.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnHTlKNKgI/AAAAAAAAKSU/CXDgyaOx5UU/s72-c/meg%27s+blessing+weekend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2150309832123614089</id><published>2010-06-04T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:56:36.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Austin is Walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;April 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;13 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Austin has finally decided to start walking! It is so cute to watch, he is so wobbly and new at this. He still needs to pull up on something to get up. Grandma Wright loving calls him the "drunken sailor", which is the perfect description! He is so proud of himself, and so are we! And so excited he'll be walking during the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Austin is sporting his new shirt from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/alisonhaley1"&gt;One &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stich&lt;/span&gt; at a Time&lt;/a&gt;. So cute, thanks Alison!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnF1dls-kI/AAAAAAAAKSM/tZmTAUvqg-0/s1600/austin+turtle+shirt,+walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnF1dls-kI/AAAAAAAAKSM/tZmTAUvqg-0/s400/austin+turtle+shirt,+walking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2150309832123614089?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2150309832123614089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2150309832123614089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2150309832123614089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2150309832123614089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/austin-is-walking-april-30-th-2010-13.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnF1dls-kI/AAAAAAAAKSM/tZmTAUvqg-0/s72-c/austin+turtle+shirt,+walking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7053969576612970284</id><published>2010-06-04T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:37:04.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFyQ-7xSI/AAAAAAAAKSE/4FupYAUes6Y/s1600/zoo+with+preschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFyQ-7xSI/AAAAAAAAKSE/4FupYAUes6Y/s400/zoo+with+preschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hogle&lt;/span&gt; Zoo 4/27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We went to the zoo in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; for a field trip with Brynn's preschool. The baby elephant was definitely the highlight. We love the zoo. I'm glad we went in the fall, because since then the baby giraffe, which was Brynn's favorite, has died. And both zebras have died too. And I think another animal died, and the bears were gone since they are making a new exhibit for them. Brynn shed a lot of tears when I told her the baby giraffe had died. It was said, and said for me too. I don't understand how all those animals have died in just a few months. But when I look around, I do feel bad for all the animals, in such small areas. But we still love the zoo and seeing all the animals. Austin enjoyed it too. Something about that baby elephant just melts the heart. We spent a long time at the zoo, the kids played forever on the playground after we were done seeing the animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7053969576612970284?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7053969576612970284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7053969576612970284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7053969576612970284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7053969576612970284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/hogle-zoo-427-we-went-to-zoo-in-slc-for.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFyQ-7xSI/AAAAAAAAKSE/4FupYAUes6Y/s72-c/zoo+with+preschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-6927272299348237946</id><published>2010-06-04T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:29:50.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFBiNncQI/AAAAAAAAKR0/R7aas1hphsk/s1600/baby+animal+farm+country.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFBiNncQI/AAAAAAAAKR0/R7aas1hphsk/s400/baby+animal+farm+country.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby Animal Birthday party at Farm Country 4/24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was fun, but way too many people. It was hot, but the kids had fun. At one point we were sitting so that Brynn could play in the little houses/stage. We went to get her to go on to the ducks, and we couldn't find her anywhere. We both started walking around, looking everywhere. At one point I gave Austin in the stroller to Shane that I could run around and looking where I thought she might go. In my mind I realized someone could take her so easy and leave. Its not like a building where you can close the entrances. There were places all over someone could leave with her, no one thinking anything unusual. I started freaking out inside when I couldn't find her, and started crying inside, but didn't show any tears outside. I also wondered if this was the last day I would be with my Brynn. It was scary. then I couldn't find Shane, and I didn't have my cell phone since it was with the stroller. I finally thought to run to the barn where you pay, and thought I could start having employees look for her. I have no idea how Brynn got out of our sight, we were sitting right by where she was playing. when I went to the barn, running, I saw Shane coming out pushing Austin while holding Brynn who had red streaks down her cheeks from crying. She said a worker took her to the barn. I felt so relieved. I still can't believe we didn't see her leave or lost her somehow. Good thing a worker came for her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brynn held Austin while they went on the cow train. Brynn said he cried a lot, I was worried he would try to climb out, but it was a success. The picture with Brynn holding the pie pan is her tribute to the birthday party. At home she came up with her own birthday cake for the baby animals with grass. She insisted she brought it, and I let her since I thought it was a nice gesture and cute. She did end up feeding the grass to the horses, but dropped most of it because she is still scared of her hands being close to their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tulip&lt;/span&gt; Festival with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stinsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4/26&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went with the kiddies to the tulip festival again, it never gets old for us. This time was quick, and we remembered the butterfly net. We started in the children's gardens, Brynn got stuck/lost in the bear tubes. She was crying and freaking out and from that time on was whiny. It was still fun, and everyone enjoyed feeding the fish. Kimball and Anna had fun splashing with Brynn with Austin trying to get in on the fun. It always fun watching Kimball, Austin will be to that stage soon enough. Every time Brynn says Kimball its sounds like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambell&lt;/span&gt; her cousin. For example, today Brynn was saying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambell&lt;/span&gt; has a big boy bed now, and I said actually its a girl bed, and she said no, the boy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambell&lt;/span&gt;. I realized she was saying Kimball. They are cute kids and have fun together. More tulips were blooming, it was so pretty. Too bad the rest of the festival was rainy. Although we went 3 times within a week, I was said we didn't go any more because of the weather. I can never get enough of the Tulip festival, it is amazing and fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFCBG7S1I/AAAAAAAAKR8/YBtj3-cpMJw/s1600/tulip+festival+with+stinsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFCBG7S1I/AAAAAAAAKR8/YBtj3-cpMJw/s400/tulip+festival+with+stinsons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-6927272299348237946?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/6927272299348237946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=6927272299348237946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6927272299348237946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/6927272299348237946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-animal-birthday-party-at-farm.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnFBiNncQI/AAAAAAAAKR0/R7aas1hphsk/s72-c/baby+animal+farm+country.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-1767067137751846147</id><published>2010-06-04T20:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:10:44.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TBK0FjepsYI/AAAAAAAAKTE/nh5FpY59gEg/s1600/tulip+festival+with+petersons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TBK0FjepsYI/AAAAAAAAKTE/nh5FpY59gEg/s400/tulip+festival+with+petersons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tulip&lt;/span&gt; Festival with the Petersons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/19/10 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went just a couple days later to the festival again, this time with our good friends the Petersons. They had never been and loved it just as much as us. We took sandwiches for an easy picnic, while the kids rolled down the amphitheater hills and tried to get into the water. This time people told us about the owl and a mother goose or duck (can't remember) protecting her eggs. Both were on little outcroppings of the water fall. The kids had fun in the water in the secret garden. It was quite busy this night, too many people for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;This whole past week had amazing weather. We were in shorts every day. I would specifically put on shorts where Austins knees were exposed so when he crawled on the ground it would irritate his knees. I thought this would encourage him to walk more, but he is stubborn and too smart, because while at the Gardens he started crawling on his hands and feet, with his bum sticking straight up in the air. It was really cute, but just reiterates his stubbornness.&lt;br /&gt;Brynn LOVES Chloe, its always a fun time with those 2 together. Austin just tries to tag along. This time I was smart enough to take Austin's shoes off before he sat down to watch the fish. And we remembered to take some pictures in front of the tulips when it was getting dark, but they still turned out alright. In fact I really like the picture or our family. Everyone is actually looking AND smiling. Makes me think maybe we should have gotten professional pictures during this festival rather than waiting for autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TBK0GB2cIDI/AAAAAAAAKTM/6unJwejWrRU/s1600/IMG_2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TBK0GB2cIDI/AAAAAAAAKTM/6unJwejWrRU/s400/IMG_2956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-1767067137751846147?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/1767067137751846147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=1767067137751846147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1767067137751846147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/1767067137751846147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/tulip-festival-with-petersons-41910-we_04.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TBK0FjepsYI/AAAAAAAAKTE/nh5FpY59gEg/s72-c/tulip+festival+with+petersons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-557924020591216499</id><published>2010-06-04T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:52:40.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnDorQ37jI/AAAAAAAAKRc/JpyMAxnrJG8/s1600/lambs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnDorQ37jI/AAAAAAAAKRc/JpyMAxnrJG8/s400/lambs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby Lambs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;4/18/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;Just up the road on Alpine Highway is a field with lots of sheep. Every spring they have their babies, and they are so cute! Little black lambs all over the place. I don't know one person who doesn't love seeing these baby lambs. On Sunday evening I decided to take the kids in the bike &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt; to see them up close. Since we only have one bike, Shane missed out. We stood at the fence for awhile. Notice Brynn's outfit that I didn't care about. She had dressed up in a tutu and tights. After a while she got cold, so then she had my sweat shirt on too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;The lambs were so cute. they were just like real children, looking for trouble, exploring. They would chase after each other, bouncing with energy like hyper kids do. Then the moms would come after them, and would even get protective if we were close to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;A small kitten came to us, Brynn and Austin loved it. Austin especially, Brynn still gets scared with animals too close to her. Then the owners were outside and invited us inside to get closer. We went around the fence, through their backyard to get to the shelter area. they were helping a mother and her lambs who were born within 2 hours. They were so cute. I was amazed at how much they were walking around. The owner picked one up for the kids to touch, he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt; it by its back neck skin, then held it like a baby. On the other side there was a mother and her baby. Apparently babies don't know who their mothers are, the mothers know who they are though by smell. That morning the owner had found the baby in a small ditch and the mother across the field. He had them in a pen close together hoping the mother would recognize her babies smell better. Lambs will go to any adult female to nurse, but if the mother doesn't recognize the smell I think they will push them away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;The lambs are already big only a couple months later. The moms were shaved, and now look tiny. I don't know how they carried those babies. They had a couple triplets this year too. I asked it if was hard the mothers, and he said no, they just are smaller, altogether as big as if the mother had carried 1 baby. He said having 1 big baby is actually harder on the moms. Interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-557924020591216499?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/557924020591216499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=557924020591216499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/557924020591216499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/557924020591216499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-lambs-41810-just-up-road-on-alpine.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAnDorQ37jI/AAAAAAAAKRc/JpyMAxnrJG8/s72-c/lambs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-4186167530586574058</id><published>2010-06-03T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:41:20.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgTANODA3I/AAAAAAAAKRM/gVWIGyiwH2k/s1600/tulip+festival+first+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgTANODA3I/AAAAAAAAKRM/gVWIGyiwH2k/s400/tulip+festival+first+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tulip&lt;/span&gt; Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;4/16/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;This was the opening weekend of the tulip festival at the Thanksgiving point gardens. It was about 40% blooming, so it was nice, but everything wasn't blooming. The entrance was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; with the whole area blooming. Being there made me feel good, just having warmer weather with beautiful gardens all around always makes me feel fresh, almost like a new start, after a cold winter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;After all the times we've been to the gardens, we were surprised when we stumbled upon an area we had never been in, the Secret Garden no less. It was quite ironic, it really was secret to us. There were tunnels lined with ivy leading to big wooden doors with iron accents, and it opened to this wonderful little garden with water and fountains, chairs, and patios. It was so nice to sit down and let the kids play in the water. At this point Austin was just taking a few steps here and there, so he liked to hold our fingers while walking around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We finished the lovely evening with the fish pond area, where you can feed huge coy fish. Austin was really enjoying himself, getting excited about all the fish. His little legs were sticking out over the water underneath the deck. I thought to myself "I better take his shoes off before they fall into the water". Right when I went to pick him up to take off the shoes, his shoe caught on the deck and came off falling into all the fish. They started nibbling at it thinking it was food. These fish are ugly with their big hair hairy mouths, trying to eat my babies shoe. Shane figured out to throw food further away so the fish would swim toward the pellets, therefore pushing the shoe towards the shore. The shoe finally got close enough for Shane to pull it in with a stick. It was pretty funny when groups of people would come and say how some kid dropped their shoe. Well it was a success. But it gave me reason enough to put those shoes away, since they were too small anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-4186167530586574058?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/4186167530586574058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=4186167530586574058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4186167530586574058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/4186167530586574058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/tulip-festival-41610-this-was-opening.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgTANODA3I/AAAAAAAAKRM/gVWIGyiwH2k/s72-c/tulip+festival+first+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-2048416662836028829</id><published>2010-06-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:28:52.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgS20FtDtI/AAAAAAAAKRE/ZNDXDriVE5I/s1600/april+random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgS20FtDtI/AAAAAAAAKRE/ZNDXDriVE5I/s400/april+random.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Random April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin and Brynn were cute on their horse and tractor, so I had to get some pictures. Austin had his first spaghetti, and of course got completely messy. But that big smile, big teeth, and dimples makes even spaghetti face look cute.&lt;br /&gt;Austin really likes to help with the laundry any chance he gets. He loves to put the clothes in and out of the washer/dryer. He'll even pick up the clothes off the floor and put them inside. What a cute little helper. Its funny how much he tries to help. I took the kids and some of their cousins to the Dinosaur museum (Museum of Ancient Life at Thanksgiving Point) and we all had fun with the magnetic powder in their temporary exhibit previewing things they will include their new museum which I think will be built next year.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-2048416662836028829?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/2048416662836028829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=2048416662836028829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2048416662836028829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/2048416662836028829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-april-austin-and-brynn-were-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAgS20FtDtI/AAAAAAAAKRE/ZNDXDriVE5I/s72-c/april+random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-7678251697431516072</id><published>2010-06-03T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:25:41.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Ballroom Dance Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;4/10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I fell in love with ballroom dancing a long time ago. Although it is a passive love, I don't do too much to support it. I have wanted to go to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; ballroom concert for a long time, ever since we moved to Utah almost 4 years ago. One reason why I have never gone is that they only perform maybe 2 times a year in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Provo&lt;/span&gt;. They travel a lot performing, and their home town misses out (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; I feel this way). I'm not in the loop to know when they were ever performing. But I made sure to put it on my calendar when I saw it on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU's&lt;/span&gt; website maybe 6 months ago. I debated whether to go, but finally went and bought 2 tickets so someone could join me. In the end, Brynn was the lucky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recipient&lt;/span&gt;. We had a really good time, and my love for ballroom grew by thousands. I was so impressed. I had a few favorite numbers, one where they danced to Pirates of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; main song, and told the story at the same time. There was a black light number, they dimmed the lights dark, and came out in glowing costumes, some where they appeared as aliens or without heads. Brynn was a little confused by some of their costumes. And their are the romantic numbers that always pull at my heart strings. It has actually been a couple months since we went, but writing about brings back all the awe-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt; emotions. I will try to attend every performance from now on. Brynn did great too, she had popcorn, and treats to keep her busy. And the old man sitting next to her enjoyed her little dances here and there. He was a very nice man who appreciated Brynn's personality. I tried to get some pictures, but it was hard with the dimmed lights. I also took pictures in the bathroom with Brynn dancing, we were both excited. Brynn loved her special date with me. After, we even went to the creamery for ice cream. It was a very fun day/date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrz59z5zI/AAAAAAAAKQ8/Np0BUSmOVuU/s1600/ballroom+dance+concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrz59z5zI/AAAAAAAAKQ8/Np0BUSmOVuU/s400/ballroom+dance+concert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-7678251697431516072?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/7678251697431516072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=7678251697431516072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7678251697431516072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/7678251697431516072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/byu-ballroom-dance-company-41010-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrz59z5zI/AAAAAAAAKQ8/Np0BUSmOVuU/s72-c/ballroom+dance+concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3491944785690513127</id><published>2010-06-03T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:13:53.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Easter 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;April 3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;There were a lot of eggs for 3 days. I included Friday night also, because Brynn was able to dip/dye eggs with her Wright cousins when we went to see Meg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Saturday we took Brynn to the neighborhood egg hunt that a couple families put on every year. This was the first year we were able to go (out of 2), and after going, we wished we wouldn't have missed it the year before. It was so fun! I was so impressed. There were a lot of kids, and it was organized very well. Each family took a bag of candy to the organizers (Myers) by Friday. When we got there each child lined up behind a sign with their age. Then they had different ages go to different locations. The older ones went to a big field behind the backyard, the younger ones were in the backyard. There were eggs everywhere!!!! They had also put out hard boiled eggs with different symbols written on them. Some had money signs, some had stars, etc. If you found one of the special eggs, you took it to a table, which was covered in fun prizes, such as a huge chocolate bunny if you found the golden egg. After we thought all the eggs had been found, they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;announced&lt;/span&gt; the golden one hadn't been found yet. So Shane headed back with Brynn, searching with earnest. It was funny to watch, but I got excited too. We didn't find the golden egg, an older kid eventually found it on a tractor in the field. But Brynn did find a couple prize ones, for little chocolate bunnies and quarters. It was so much fun. I will always remember this, and if I move to a neighborhood where they don't do something like this, I think I may even organize it. At the end, we put the plastic eggs in boxes to be used again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;That morning Brynn also dyed some eggs of her own with Grandma Haley. I don't think I have ever dyed eggs before this, so it was fun to try. Brynn is old enough now, so it was a must. I had a good time, but Brynn and my mom had a really good time. My mom did some cool designs. Brynn was sad when she found out we dumped out the dye the next day. Next year I will know to have a couple kits on hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrv_Wp2xI/AAAAAAAAKQs/oMngfTEuIxI/s1600/easter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrv_Wp2xI/AAAAAAAAKQs/oMngfTEuIxI/s400/easter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shortly after the neighborhood egg hunt, we headed &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitta's&lt;/span&gt; to have a cousin egg hunt. Brynn's hard boiled eggs were included. Shane and I hid a few eggs with dollars in them. The eggs didn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; we thought they would. Guess $1 doesn't mean much these days. There were so many eggs, Brynn had a good time, knowing exactly what to do this time around. After 2 practices within 24 hours, I hoped she would run with all her might this time around. Austin wasn't so excited. In fact he was crying the whole time, I forced him to pick up a couple, but then gave up. It was cold, so I guess I can't blame him. I think he was tired too. We got a few shots of the kids running towards their baskets at the end. then they piled them all together and took turns taking their share. There was a lot of candy eaten that weekend. And my obsession with candy and sweets didn't fail, when even though I couldn't taste the candy, I still ate it ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrwMQ3ICI/AAAAAAAAKQ0/XPzfKx6q2DA/s1600/easter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrwMQ3ICI/AAAAAAAAKQ0/XPzfKx6q2DA/s400/easter2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rest of the weekend was spent with Grandma and Grandpa Haley, Uncle Vince, and the Haley's and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nittas&lt;/span&gt;. Brynn had a blast with all the cousins. We had a nice Easter dinner and program that Sarah organized. That night all the girls slept over at our house for a fun ending to the Haley's visiting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3491944785690513127?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3491944785690513127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3491944785690513127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3491944785690513127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3491944785690513127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/easter-2010-april-3-4-there-were-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>M. Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10443653839611931309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/So8OMg1RyZI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/emvf7bUZBWE/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAfrv_Wp2xI/AAAAAAAAKQs/oMngfTEuIxI/s72-c/easter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757548623551233079.post-3118981763746856770</id><published>2010-06-01T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:09:11.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby Meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;4/2/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We were able to meet the newest addition to the Wright family, Meg. She is such a cutie. I knew I wanted to make Meg a baby blanket similar to the one I had made last year. This time I made it bigger, and tried a couple different things. Although I didn't have to take any of it apart, it wasn't as perfect as I was hoping. I made a few mistakes, but figured with this type of quilt, where the edges of the fabric fray, the mistakes wouldn't be too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt;. The kids were able to join their cousins at their ward primary easter egg hunt. It was so cold, but the kids enjoyed the candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Meg looked adorable wrapped up in it. I was so happy to present this to her, to help celebrate her coming to our family. Brynn loved holding her, Austin loved her. Its so funny how Austin is a baby himself, but he can sense she is a baby. Shane was able to hold her a lot, and appreciate how small she was, since our baby is so big now. I tried to stay away since I had a cold. But I had to hold her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This, among a couple other projects, helped me get so behind on this blog. I've been playing catch up for awhile......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAXnRRW2qHI/AAAAAAAAKQQ/et1bB76lCvU/s1600/Meg%27s+Blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YgZ55SGJMq0/TAXnRRW2qHI/AAAAAAAAKQQ/et1bB76lCvU/s400/Meg%27s+Blanket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757548623551233079-3118981763746856770?l=thisiswright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/feeds/3118981763746856770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757548623551233079&amp;postID=3118981763746856770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3118981763746856770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757548623551233079/posts/default/3118981763746856770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisiswright.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-meg-4210-we-were-able-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>M. 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