<?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-8459303636710854465</id><updated>2011-12-29T08:55:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen's Khaos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-5155458464156030216</id><published>2011-12-04T07:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:31:51.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to try this one more time!</title><content type='html'>Well I know that it has been well over a year since I have posted anything but I am going to give it another try. Let's update everyone on the new with the Kitchen Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Greg finally graduated from Midwestern University in June 2011. We moved home to Peoria for a little while. We thought we had a couple of good prospects in Arizona for a job but none of them panned out. We took a job a Washington Hospital Center in Washington DC. One of the sites where we did clinical rotations last year. We are here for a minimum of 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to a small suburb on Washington DC a little town called Vienna in Virginia. It is such a cute place and we are enjoying the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are still growing like crazy. McKenzie is 9 and is in the 4th grade, she is such a great big sister. Brooklyn is 6 and is in the 1st grade and is still our emotional child. Jacey is 4 and is the baby of the family. She sure knows how to work being the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting used to living in a place with out any family, it gets tough at times but am enjoying my time out here. I sure miss my family and friends but feel your love and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-5155458464156030216?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5155458464156030216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=5155458464156030216&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5155458464156030216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5155458464156030216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-going-to-try-this-one-more-time.html' title='I&apos;m going to try this one more time!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4802240887167214669</id><published>2010-06-27T11:05:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:22:46.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can anyone say.......ROAD TRIP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we decided to leave on Sunday May 30, 2010 to head back east for Greg's clinical rotations. I must really love you Greg in order for me to pack up my house and leave my friends and family for an entire year. We had some of our friends and family there to send us off. We must have looked like the Beverly Hillbillies as we drove down the highway our car was stuffed as full as we could get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEe8rxQkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Pm8hMFbPfxg/s1600/Picture+9057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEe8rxQkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Pm8hMFbPfxg/s320/Picture+9057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992919404134978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;O'Donnells&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Piepers&lt;/span&gt;, Walkers, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stumpes&lt;/span&gt;. I sure do miss you guys. Thank you for all that you guys did to help in our moving We couldn't of done it with out you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEeh37VqI/AAAAAAAAAmo/550MvMVC3Hw/s1600/Picture+9061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEeh37VqI/AAAAAAAAAmo/550MvMVC3Hw/s320/Picture+9061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992912207369890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we go getting ready to get in the van and hit the road. It was really hard for us to leave. We have been in the same house for over 8 years and now we were up and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEd74_lhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ceX9Hl6uEAM/s1600/Picture+9072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEd74_lhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ceX9Hl6uEAM/s320/Picture+9072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487992902011295250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first stop was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Holbrook&lt;/span&gt;, Arizona where we met my parents and Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; for a little lunch at our favorite place to eat called El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rancho&lt;/span&gt;. My parents had the two younger ones for over 2 weeks. Thanks Mom and Dad we never could have been ready to go with out your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDdF8jb8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/fMSh2nbC0s0/s1600/Picture+9075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDdF8jb8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/fMSh2nbC0s0/s320/Picture+9075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991788019085250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we were saying good-bye Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; had a hard time. They started crying and kept saying, "It will take forever for you to get to Maryland." They knew that when we got to Maryland they then would be able to fly on a big airplane with grandma and grandpa out to be with us and see their new home. It was really hard to leave them but we knew that they would have more fun with grandma and grandpa than they would being in a van for 4 days. Thanks again mom and dad for watching the girls they had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun with you guys. You guys are the best! I love you guys and miss you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcxl1xOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/UhTYfGsOxoY/s1600/Picture+9076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcxl1xOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/UhTYfGsOxoY/s320/Picture+9076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991782555108578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to New Mexico! We finally left Arizona on Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcZg8r3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Ht4rLTJu9mg/s1600/Picture+9080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcZg8r3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Ht4rLTJu9mg/s320/Picture+9080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991776092139378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcHNkj9I/AAAAAAAAAmA/roe8AJMqdjc/s1600/Picture+9083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDcHNkj9I/AAAAAAAAAmA/roe8AJMqdjc/s320/Picture+9083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991771179028434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/span&gt;, New Mexico to visit Aunt May (my dad's sister). It was great to see her. Greg and McKenzie had never met Aunt May and I hadn't seen her for many years. She had a fun loving cat and pet rat that McKenzie got to enjoy for a little visit. Thanks Aunt May for the perfume and sea shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDblhuAgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jXoHiFdXlSY/s1600/Picture+9085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClDblhuAgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jXoHiFdXlSY/s320/Picture+9085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991762136728066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday night we stayed in Santa Rosa, New Mexico. It is hard to see what a place looks like at 10pm, and this is it. McKenzie and I are just enjoying a little breakfast before we get back in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCEmNieUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/JifQhWz6rI8/s1600/Picture+9088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCEmNieUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/JifQhWz6rI8/s320/Picture+9088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487990267671902530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCEBqCbnI/AAAAAAAAAlo/sfrR1Za-oJ4/s1600/Picture+9094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCEBqCbnI/AAAAAAAAAlo/sfrR1Za-oJ4/s320/Picture+9094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487990257859325554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Texas! We made it to Texas on Monday morning. We didn't travel for very long in Texas a couple of things that I remember is they had the biggest cross in one of the towns and it STUNK really bad in a couple of parts by the cattle ranches. They also offered a 72oz. steak, I guess everything is BIGGER in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCD3Wt_CI/AAAAAAAAAlg/oRAWYTWdbco/s1600/Picture+9097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCD3Wt_CI/AAAAAAAAAlg/oRAWYTWdbco/s320/Picture+9097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487990255093939234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Oklahoma! The scenery really started to change once we hit Oklahoma. It was starting to get really green and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCDfii00I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_JBLv5Dah2w/s1600/Picture+9108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCDfii00I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_JBLv5Dah2w/s320/Picture+9108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487990248701088578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is at the welcome center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCC1W32SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Fsj8-qAU6X0/s1600/Picture+9103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClCC1W32SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Fsj8-qAU6X0/s320/Picture+9103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487990237377845538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what you would have seen had you driven behind us on the freeway. I am sure it was quit a site to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA5GEOQlI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YYduFTYRZJ4/s1600/Picture+9103.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA41hNTzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/5QdZIFfhz-g/s1600/Picture+9112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA41hNTzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/5QdZIFfhz-g/s320/Picture+9112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487988966110875442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKenzie was a real trooper on the trip. I am sure it was one of the most boring things she has ever had to endure, but she did great. She did have fun though getting to see all the different states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA4QNpWkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/1UE4dFulC1g/s1600/Picture+9133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA4QNpWkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/1UE4dFulC1g/s320/Picture+9133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487988956096715330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday night we stayed in a little town called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sallisaw&lt;/span&gt;, Oklahoma. It is on the Oklahoma and Arkansas boarder. This night was the hardest for me I really started to feel home sick I wanted to go back to Arizona I missed my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA366CYoI/AAAAAAAAAkw/j2EvkyiK3GU/s1600/Picture+9137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA366CYoI/AAAAAAAAAkw/j2EvkyiK3GU/s320/Picture+9137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487988950377325186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WATCH OUT FOR CARS, GREG! Doesn't really look like much traffic. He had to secure our bag that was on top of the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA3dHTq1I/AAAAAAAAAko/4T78AwTJ4rw/s1600/Picture+9141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClA3dHTq1I/AAAAAAAAAko/4T78AwTJ4rw/s320/Picture+9141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487988942379920210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Arkansas. We arrived in Arkansas on Tuesday morning, it sure was green. I really liked Arkansas it was pretty, green everywhere. The people there are really friendly but the accents are really thick, Y'all come back now! I especially liked Little Rock it was a beautiful city. I could maybe live there. Maybe but don't get any ideas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Greggy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_sroYicI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Di6J2BHOWhw/s1600/Picture+9147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_sroYicI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Di6J2BHOWhw/s320/Picture+9147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487987657786558914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we stopped at McDonald's for breakfast and we looked out the back window and this is what we saw. A beautiful little pond for fishing and a park. So we decided to take a closer look. It was lovely. It was really humid though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_sIGfPhI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pSXRJWdPMsE/s1600/Picture+9154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_sIGfPhI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pSXRJWdPMsE/s320/Picture+9154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487987648249150994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_r-K0fcI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5OshZfIKAOI/s1600/Picture+9162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_r-K0fcI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5OshZfIKAOI/s320/Picture+9162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487987645582966210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trip from here on out was beautiful and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_q4od52I/AAAAAAAAAkI/rgJa6axjhLs/s1600/Picture+9176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_q4od52I/AAAAAAAAAkI/rgJa6axjhLs/s320/Picture+9176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487987626916833122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Tennessee! We crossed the Mississippi River and this was the only picture of the Tennessee sign we could get. The river was huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_quNaufI/AAAAAAAAAkA/uFeecYFxTr4/s1600/Picture+9181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk_quNaufI/AAAAAAAAAkA/uFeecYFxTr4/s320/Picture+9181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487987624119024114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to stop in Memphis which is just on the other side of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-nDzB2KI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mxxZm9iL5Nc/s1600/Picture+9186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-nDzB2KI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mxxZm9iL5Nc/s320/Picture+9186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487986461682817186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elvis has left the building! He resided in the welcome center in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-m8VP-9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/7TQAZ7-WJhA/s1600/Picture+9199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-m8VP-9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/7TQAZ7-WJhA/s320/Picture+9199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487986459678866386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was this Huge egg looking thing outside the welcome center made of all these little pieces of tile. It was pretty, McKenzie almost knocked it over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-mT-ottI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iPo1sTV72Qk/s1600/Picture+9215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-mT-ottI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iPo1sTV72Qk/s320/Picture+9215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487986448846599890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday night we stayed just outside of Knoxville, Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-l-tK3xI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2RiJHSvXZDQ/s1600/Picture+9233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-l-tK3xI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2RiJHSvXZDQ/s320/Picture+9233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487986443136196370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While in Tennessee we stopped at an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Arby's&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and there was this beautiful park with a gazebo that we ate lunch at. We talked about how much fun Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; would have if they could play at the gazebo.This state is McKenzie's favorite she really wants to go back and visit with Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt;. She also says that she is going to live in Tennessee someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-lhiecvI/AAAAAAAAAjY/SQHl_z1wwCM/s1600/Picture+9221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TCk-lhiecvI/AAAAAAAAAjY/SQHl_z1wwCM/s320/Picture+9221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487986435306713842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Virginia! We are finally getting closer one more state left to go. Virginia was by far the most beautiful state we traveled through. We didn't get any pictures of Washington DC or Maryland because of how crazy traffic was, we will get many more picture of the area so you can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all it was a good trip. We made it safe and sound, and McKenzie did great. We got to see some beautiful scenery and meet some interesting people along the way. We do miss our family and friends back in Arizona and our own home.&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/8459303636710854465-4802240887167214669?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4802240887167214669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4802240887167214669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4802240887167214669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4802240887167214669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-anyone-sayroad-trip.html' title='Can anyone say.......ROAD TRIP!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/TClEe8rxQkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Pm8hMFbPfxg/s72-c/Picture+9057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-92906737543882393</id><published>2010-06-27T10:08:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:26:54.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally settling down!</title><content type='html'>Well as many of you know we have taken a little "adventure" to the East Coast. Greg's schooling has taken him to Washington DC and Baltimore, Maryland. Let's just say it has been a growing experience thus far. Let's start from the beginning. We left Arizona on May 30th and drove out to DC (I will post the trip next!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in DC on Wednesday afternoon traffic was crazy and Greg made a wrong turn and we drove right down town. It was cool cause we got to see Washington monument, but it was a 2 1/2 hour mistake. We ended up staying at a really nice hotel (Thanks Jamie Pieper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday morning we went to look at the place we had arranged to stay in with a real estate agent we worked with from Phoenix. She unlocked the door and someone's stuff was still in it. We didn't know if it was furnished or not. Finally the real estate agent called the owner and they told us it wasn't available until July 1st. They told her that they had two other properties that were close, and available for move in. The first one was in the same complex, we went to look at it and once again had someone's stuff still in it. I guess that is Heavenly Father's way of telling us that we weren't supposed to be there. The other place was awful. I started crying because I didn't know what was going to happen with us. I really just wanted to drive home to Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up staying in a hotel until Friday night. On Friday Greg went to the Hospital to meet is preceptor and see where it was at. One of the perfusionists  was moving out and had his place until June 30 and he had already moved most of his stuff out and told us we could stay there until we had secured a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been crazy for the last 3 weeks running around trying to find something that will work for us. There is something about student loans that people don't like. Everything was good except that we didn't have a job. We finally found something on Craigslist that we looked into and it worked out really smoothly. We moved in last weekend. We are in a city called McLean Virginia, its is about 20 minutes to Greg's first rotation and an hour to his second. But it's only for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are back online I am going to try and update every Sunday (as my journal). It is beautiful out here to see all the green and some historical sites. The girls like it too. We have found there Elementary School and we got to meet our ward family today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure do miss "home" including our family and friends. We are safe and together and that is most important right now. Sorry for such a long post. Hope all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-92906737543882393?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/92906737543882393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=92906737543882393&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/92906737543882393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/92906737543882393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-settling-down.html' title='Finally settling down!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-3206209644523136697</id><published>2010-03-06T14:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:05:36.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapy Birthday Jacey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well can you believe it my baby is 3. At least on February 16th. It seems like just yesterday when we brought her home to her two big sisters. Wow how time sure flies by. Jacey we are so glad you are in our family. You sure do make us smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOVT7FgGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/f-h-CF8-BiM/s1600-h/Picture+8322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOVT7FgGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/f-h-CF8-BiM/s320/Picture+8322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445641764965023842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That three is just sooo hard to do, I can't get that finger to stay down and the other to stay up all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOU8kEk-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/2uPMjdByXxg/s1600-h/Picture+8324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOU8kEk-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/2uPMjdByXxg/s320/Picture+8324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445641758694478818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for every birthday in our house we decorate the family room with streamers and balloons and let the kids have fun on their birthdays with the balloons (sometimes the funnest part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOUedoKyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/KQF34UEQMA4/s1600-h/Picture+8332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOUedoKyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/KQF34UEQMA4/s320/Picture+8332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445641750614387490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just playin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time and Jacey sure loved making cupcakes with me. I let her do as much as she could and assisted with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOT0gYpHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/q2bbRonC2Hk/s1600-h/Picture+8342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOT0gYpHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/q2bbRonC2Hk/s320/Picture+8342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445641739351663730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"First you put in the wet ingredients, them you add the dry ingredients."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL5VIHgcI/AAAAAAAAAio/Bda_0aJQb9w/s1600-h/Picture+8348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL5VIHgcI/AAAAAAAAAio/Bda_0aJQb9w/s320/Picture+8348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445639085228523970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Make sure you beat it for 4 minutes, not 3 or 5 but must be 4, or else it doesn't turn out right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL4xFgbBI/AAAAAAAAAig/_LIyzBkSg_Y/s1600-h/Picture+8351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL4xFgbBI/AAAAAAAAAig/_LIyzBkSg_Y/s320/Picture+8351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445639075553897490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You must decorate them with your favorite colors, one for the cupcake and one in my mouth, YUM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL4S8t1FI/AAAAAAAAAiY/KqosFEbEXSI/s1600-h/Picture+8369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL4S8t1FI/AAAAAAAAAiY/KqosFEbEXSI/s320/Picture+8369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445639067463963730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"If you do it correctly you end up with a masterpiece of cupcakes!"&lt;br /&gt;Jacey loved her cupcakes and especially blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL3-L23yI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sRlQb_9P3RM/s1600-h/Picture+8375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL3-L23yI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sRlQb_9P3RM/s320/Picture+8375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445639061890326306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"And I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow the candle out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL3X8ys6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/-cGzUSXsknE/s1600-h/Picture+7948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LL3X8ys6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/-cGzUSXsknE/s320/Picture+7948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445639051626591138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacey with all of her birthday presents, thanks grandma and grandpa for my gifts it sure was fun going shopping with you to pick out all of my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey we are so glad that you are in our family, You make our days more adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-3206209644523136697?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3206209644523136697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=3206209644523136697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/3206209644523136697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/3206209644523136697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/hapy-birthday-jacey.html' title='Hapy Birthday Jacey!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LOVT7FgGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/f-h-CF8-BiM/s72-c/Picture+8322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-6158165196845260375</id><published>2010-03-05T20:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:19:33.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go to the zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEDle-AII/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z7xj0ns9Oc4/s1600-h/Picture+8305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEDle-AII/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z7xj0ns9Oc4/s320/Picture+8305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445630465325006978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Jacey's birthday we went to the zoo, unfortunately Greg couldn't come with us but we had a lot of fun. As you can see we ended the day with cotton candy (Jacey modeling for you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEDOado0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/_v4FiE7-um4/s1600-h/Picture+8246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEDOado0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/_v4FiE7-um4/s320/Picture+8246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445630459132093250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snack Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEChi06oI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ULM4_hk7nYo/s1600-h/Picture+8283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEChi06oI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ULM4_hk7nYo/s320/Picture+8283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445630447087577730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the zoo there was an exhibit that had sting rays, the girls loved petting them. I think they also enjoyed putting their hands in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSFkyFvII/AAAAAAAAAhY/ezHbqMAFv_w/s1600-h/Picture+8263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSFkyFvII/AAAAAAAAAhY/ezHbqMAFv_w/s320/Picture+8263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445364417682586754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKenzie in the petting zoo loved to comb the goat's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSE5GMQGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tWhsygRGuLU/s1600-h/Picture+8258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSE5GMQGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tWhsygRGuLU/s320/Picture+8258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445364405955739746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn always finds the runt of the liter and follows it to make sure it is taken care of. It is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSET7wVpI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZZWKIWOMYkk/s1600-h/Picture+8255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSET7wVpI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZZWKIWOMYkk/s320/Picture+8255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445364395979855506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I saw this I had to take this picture they remind me of Ariel and her sisters. They thought they were cool stuff inside this shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSEBSOwJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3cAf-KklKr4/s1600-h/Picture+8274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSEBSOwJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3cAf-KklKr4/s320/Picture+8274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445364390973849746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn and McKenzie petting the sting ray. We had such a great time at the zoo. Thank You Jacey for having a birthday so we could have such a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HSDudQNTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kjv8uz3cfJ4/s1600-h/Picture+8306.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-6158165196845260375?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6158165196845260375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=6158165196845260375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6158165196845260375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6158165196845260375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-go-to-zoo.html' title='Let&apos;s go to the zoo!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5LEDle-AII/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z7xj0ns9Oc4/s72-c/Picture+8305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-2629282730889191667</id><published>2010-03-05T20:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:23:34.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklyn and I got to go on a field trip to the farm that is in Glendale for preschool. We had such a good time. We even got to dress like farmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJozrGHCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/iXba6lj1RxA/s1600-h/Picture+8050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJozrGHCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/iXba6lj1RxA/s320/Picture+8050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445355127370554402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJoT3eSfI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OPDIeBDuCNg/s1600-h/Picture+8067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJoT3eSfI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OPDIeBDuCNg/s320/Picture+8067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445355118832536050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn really liked planting the seeds. She even got to bring some home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJoPY2eBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/WF-HvL70KUE/s1600-h/Picture+8073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJoPY2eBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/WF-HvL70KUE/s320/Picture+8073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445355117630355474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to pick some veggies and bring them home. She is a great farmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJnjJAlmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Qiwopl_lX8E/s1600-h/Picture+8080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJnjJAlmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Qiwopl_lX8E/s320/Picture+8080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445355105752749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her favorite part of the day was holding the baby chicks that they had at the farm. At the end of the day they got to take a trip around the farm in a train of barrels pulled by a tractor. We had such a good time. I can't wait for the next field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-2629282730889191667?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2629282730889191667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=2629282730889191667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/2629282730889191667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/2629282730889191667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-farm.html' title='Day at the farm'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HJozrGHCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/iXba6lj1RxA/s72-c/Picture+8050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-6346702076700104256</id><published>2010-03-05T19:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:11:12.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFtJcEwtI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3KdjqfbhohA/s1600-h/Picture+8193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFtJcEwtI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3KdjqfbhohA/s320/Picture+8193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445350803886097106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every Valentine's Day the girls get a little basket of goodies. Here is McKenzie with her goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFsq1FSTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ynKgHv8jw4c/s1600-h/Picture+8181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFsq1FSTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ynKgHv8jw4c/s320/Picture+8181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445350795669489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn with her basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFr-isMbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/RCvkxZDOpMw/s1600-h/Picture+8170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFr-isMbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/RCvkxZDOpMw/s320/Picture+8170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445350783781188018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacey with her goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFrQpl5AI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nmQui-HE1OY/s1600-h/Picture+8159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFrQpl5AI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nmQui-HE1OY/s320/Picture+8159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445350771462104066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls had the most fun with the meals that we had. I got some little plastic glasses that they absolutely loved. They had to use them at each meal of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFq4Z-mNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/_GMhDUa6ySI/s1600-h/Picture+8151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFq4Z-mNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/_GMhDUa6ySI/s320/Picture+8151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445350764954163410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HEABklheI/AAAAAAAAAfY/MXJCOJchLT8/s1600-h/Picture+8153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HEABklheI/AAAAAAAAAfY/MXJCOJchLT8/s320/Picture+8153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348929168573922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and McKenzie with our orange juice for breakfast making a toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD_v5dmMI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NuzQHo2hQNk/s1600-h/Picture+8143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD_v5dmMI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/NuzQHo2hQNk/s320/Picture+8143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348924424296642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had special pancakes for breakfast. Here is Jacey showing off her pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD_DgavTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/V3yLRnE_ILY/s1600-h/Picture+8142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD_DgavTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/V3yLRnE_ILY/s320/Picture+8142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348912508091698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn with two pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD-qvObAI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5jcNYVYYY2s/s1600-h/Picture+8140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD-qvObAI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5jcNYVYYY2s/s320/Picture+8140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348905859312642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKenzie especially liked the strawberries on top of her pancake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD-FtedMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KeMAowE5Lio/s1600-h/Picture+8131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HD-FtedMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KeMAowE5Lio/s320/Picture+8131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445348895919862978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is breakfast. they turned out really good they were pink inside. We had a great lunch too, heart shaped pasta. It is so much fun having holidays that you can celebrate with your families. I sure love my girls.&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/8459303636710854465-6346702076700104256?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6346702076700104256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=6346702076700104256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6346702076700104256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6346702076700104256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-valentines-day-girls-get-little.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/S5HFtJcEwtI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3KdjqfbhohA/s72-c/Picture+8193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-1937130793401786632</id><published>2010-03-05T19:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:07:53.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up!</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a very very very long time since I have updated this thing. Well now I have a new computer and it is much faster so it won't take as long to post things. Let's give it another try. I am going to post some stuff it maybe a little out of order (time wise) but I hope you enjoy it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-1937130793401786632?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1937130793401786632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=1937130793401786632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1937130793401786632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1937130793401786632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-7856050306190370865</id><published>2009-06-28T14:59:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:20:36.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Potty Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know it is time to start potty training when your child takes her diaper off and uses the potty on her own. Well, that is what has been happening in our home. Jacey has discovered the world of using the "BIG GIRL" toilet and she is so happy to be using it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502238881568242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfobXAE1fI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AZgKfbGXYOQ/s320/Picture+6983.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Check me out I am looking snazzy in my new panties"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfpoXJeBjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/unxvGwSNdLM/s1600-h/Picture+6989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503561770894898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfpoXJeBjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/unxvGwSNdLM/s320/Picture+6989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perhaps the greatest invention ever for potty training. I was cutting hair this week and mentioned to my friend that I was going to start potty training Jacey and she told me about the potty watch (which Jacey is modeling for you). It is so great she gets to wear this watch and you can set it to go off every 30, 60 or 90 minutes and it sings a little tune to remind them its time to go to the potty. It is awesome!!! Every time it goes off she runs over and holds out her arm to show us the blinking lights and says, "Its Potty Time". Fortunately no pee pee in the big girl panties yet. The night time panties (Pull-ups) are still wet in the morning but that is a different battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/Skfoa9WjcNI/AAAAAAAAAc0/yFzKRJ4-8o0/s1600-h/Picture+6987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502231996526802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/Skfoa9WjcNI/AAAAAAAAAc0/yFzKRJ4-8o0/s320/Picture+6987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this new found sense of freedom, Jacey also wants to dress herself, and this is the result, on backwards and inside out. That's OK at least they made it on, instead of running around in panties only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503150628464354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfpQbheZuI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ykt2bCH7hIM/s320/Picture+6986.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "I think the stars are still there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacey is really doing great, she loves wearing her watch and using the potty. Hopefully we will soon be diaper free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-7856050306190370865?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7856050306190370865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=7856050306190370865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/7856050306190370865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/7856050306190370865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-potty-time.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Potty Time&quot;'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfobXAE1fI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AZgKfbGXYOQ/s72-c/Picture+6983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-2166282314175885614</id><published>2009-06-28T13:02:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:00:20.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY BROOKLYN</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485446427329218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZJ6O_wsI/AAAAAAAAAbs/OK8_u2WjaXQ/s320/Picture+3923.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it has been 4 years since this little one has entered our family and we are so grateful for our "Sugar-Bean" Happy Birthday Brooklyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485449254586898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZKExEShI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9MBxr7GoLlE/s320/Picture+6903.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Every birthday we like to decorate the family room and blow up balloons. The girls love to play with their birthday balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485458276518338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZKmYECcI/AAAAAAAAAb8/biTnWRDL3ho/s320/Picture+6913.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When it was time to open up birthday presents McKenzie was so upset that she didn't get a chance to get her anything she said, "Wait, I'll be right back". A couple of minutes late McKenzie came running out with this towel. Wrapped up in the towel was all of these old toys that the girls play with. Brooklyn really enjoyed the thoughtfulness of her big sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZLLl_hCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/D6zSaQx0CvY/s1600-h/Picture+6938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485468267054114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZLLl_hCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/D6zSaQx0CvY/s320/Picture+6938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Masterpiece. I think I have found my calling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488346327199394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfbytNALqI/AAAAAAAAAcU/eb77nhRvypk/s320/Picture+6943.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The best part about having cake is licking the frosting off of the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488350094398978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/Skfby7PLFgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/sm9lgMoPUFc/s320/Picture+6950.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We decided to go the McDonald's and have cake and ice cream. We really had a fun time. Brooklyn wanted to have a "PINK" birthday. So we all wore our pink shirts, and yes Greg wore his pink shirt all day even to work. Brooklyn was so happy we all had on pink for her birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As another year goes by we feel so thankful to have such wonderful girls in our home. They are all growing up so fast and enjoy the time that we get to make such wonderful memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-2166282314175885614?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2166282314175885614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=2166282314175885614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/2166282314175885614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/2166282314175885614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-4th-birthday-brooklyn.html' title='HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY BROOKLYN'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SkfZJ6O_wsI/AAAAAAAAAbs/OK8_u2WjaXQ/s72-c/Picture+3923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-1692427268393162171</id><published>2009-02-22T14:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:10:30.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCEPTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As  many of you know we have been in school for a very very very long time. On Friday Greg finally had an interview with Midwestern  University to be admitted into their Cardiovascular Science/Perfusion program.  Well, he has been ACCEPTED and he will start at the end of August. We are so excited. How could you not accept someone as cute as he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305745127526873986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SaHLFRr_u4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nC2R0BwXfXk/s320/Picture+5205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks babe for all the hard work you do for our family you are one in a million. I can't wait to take this next adventure with you. YOU DID IT!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-1692427268393162171?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1692427268393162171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=1692427268393162171&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1692427268393162171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1692427268393162171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2009/02/accepted.html' title='ACCEPTED!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SaHLFRr_u4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nC2R0BwXfXk/s72-c/Picture+5205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-5438561562230772609</id><published>2009-02-20T16:35:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:12:00.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINE'S SWEETHEARTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305038458426155858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9IXuJG41I/AAAAAAAAAYU/e463RUCT0_k/s320/Picture+5063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little Valentine Sweethearts posing for the camera in their Valentine shirts that their Grandma Terror gave them for Valentine's Day. Thanks Grandma for the cute Valentine shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305038450709943378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9IXRZa1FI/AAAAAAAAAYM/HLY1J-yBlS4/s320/Picture+5059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;McKenzie, Jacey, and Brooklyn posing for the camera. My they have grown up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305038460635889250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9IX2X8vmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9eusQyskip4/s320/Picture+5079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;McKenzie age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305038466434526706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9IYL-c7fI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hg93HW0jqcE/s320/Picture+5084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brooklyn age 3 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305040441484377378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9KLJnB_SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2dwXNaZgcbw/s320/Picture+5070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jacey age 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305040450723733570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9KLsB3YEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/UB64aDP1LHc/s320/Picture+5010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKenzie with her Valentine's Day Cards she got from school, her favorite ones were from the boys, and daddy got really mad. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305040459661910626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9KMNU5ImI/AAAAAAAAAY8/48c5ILByFEc/s320/Picture+5116.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we like to give the girls a little Valentine's Day gift basket (well bucket in this case). They also got a couple of pillows as seen earlier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305040467441647858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9KMqTugPI/AAAAAAAAAZE/j9NHQ353FVE/s320/Picture+5025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn with the bag she made at Pre-school for her valentines. She was so excited to get valentines like her big sister got. She liked the ones with candy not the ones from boys....yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305043303827241650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9Mxwqv-rI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wGO1dw-kjkM/s320/Picture+5038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305045470426996146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9Ov34YnbI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/V3TP2ZYnD8U/s320/Picture+5103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn absolutely loved the lip gloss she got in her valentine's bucket, she would put it on every couple of minutes, she carried it everywhere she went for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305043316300505906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9MyfIm4zI/AAAAAAAAAZk/_EzxIlafM3c/s320/Picture+5109.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacey was really excited for her bucket too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305043311450449154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9MyNEQ5QI/AAAAAAAAAZc/O9ClUURiQkY/s320/Picture+5101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacey was practicing licking her sucker and I guess her tongue got stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305047250332594802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9QXei8snI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4DzPKsCvelc/s320/Picture+5113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacey loved to have McKenzie read her book to her. I think she read it to her like 10 times that day. Thanks Mckenzie I am sure glad your know how to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305044711743794978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9ODtkNryI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ENfR6XI2BFA/s320/Picture+5042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; McKenzie really liked to make her Valentine's Day cards for her class. She took an extra long time when she made the ones for the boys. We are in for some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305045472651050258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9OwAKo_RI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/imgrSKGNnAw/s320/Picture+5048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKenzie at school with all of the Valentine's cards to hand out to her classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305045480101162498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9Owb64rgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/jt0d_D7qed8/s320/Picture+5049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; PARTY ON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305050819033103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9TnM_c_PI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PXBlga9_tbM/s320/Picture+5126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started a new little family tradition we baked and decorated cupcakes for Valentine's Day. What an ewy gooey mess! They sure liked to lick up the mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305050821932165330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9TnXypKNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/J7Iiz7vbqNc/s320/Picture+5127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKenzie made this cupcake just for ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305047251116232930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9QXhdyEOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Ci8_wt_8szs/s320/Picture+5131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have enough hearts on there??? I think I see an empty spot. "Hand me another one, please"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305047255527814242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9QXx5ldGI/AAAAAAAAAac/Sgn4exniR6A/s320/Picture+5129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think Jacey did more licking than decorating. She loved to eat the sprinkles they were just her size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305047259131465938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9QX_Uw0NI/AAAAAAAAAak/gdLuBa74KGg/s320/Picture+5136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baker at his best!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-5438561562230772609?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5438561562230772609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=5438561562230772609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5438561562230772609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5438561562230772609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-sweethearts.html' title='VALENTINE&apos;S SWEETHEARTS'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SZ9IXuJG41I/AAAAAAAAAYU/e463RUCT0_k/s72-c/Picture+5063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-1581499235587076726</id><published>2008-12-12T20:23:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:28:52.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SETTING THE TREE UP</title><content type='html'>We have finally set our tree up. Well, I guess it isn't that late in the season. We had such a fun time, the girls realy liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bCrxjbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1cEqOmzse6c/s1600-h/Picture+4093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129623482961330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bCrxjbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1cEqOmzse6c/s320/Picture+4093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany had a great idea of making popcorn strands with the girls, it was a looooooong process. She started two of them and gave one to each of the girls, well McKenzie and Brooklyn. Jacey helped hand popcorn peices to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7ArdrfuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KYEdBDSKsY8/s1600-h/Picture+4126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128071061602018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7ArdrfuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KYEdBDSKsY8/s320/Picture+4126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still working on them DAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8cNyGMVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/lzniFHtYpG8/s1600-h/Picture+4167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129643642138962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8cNyGMVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/lzniFHtYpG8/s320/Picture+4167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn was so funny when she was working on hers she was very maticulus, she had to make sure every peice of popcorn was on there perfectly. It only took her about an hour to finish a 4 foot strand. She made sure that she did it all on her own. She wouldn't let anyone help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7BQhs0oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cup5p1_fWjA/s1600-h/Picture+4119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128081010578050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7BQhs0oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cup5p1_fWjA/s320/Picture+4119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the progress we are making.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7CDNUbvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sLAGiaZos6s/s1600-h/Picture+4150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128094615301874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7CDNUbvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sLAGiaZos6s/s320/Picture+4150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher dad, higher dad. Jacey wanted her to be the highest on the tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bx2qxGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oG1xa1MQXww/s1600-h/Picture+4164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129636145120354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bx2qxGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oG1xa1MQXww/s320/Picture+4164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey grew very impatient to wait her turn, she is approching the terrible twos, and didn't care who helped as long as she got to put something on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bhxh_tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/iz_1HJtiZ-8/s1600-h/Picture+4157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129631828606674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bhxh_tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/iz_1HJtiZ-8/s320/Picture+4157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn, really enjoyed her gingerbread man ornament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8aM9KyHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/R3pKtfwU0kA/s1600-h/Picture+4146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129609060403314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8aM9KyHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/R3pKtfwU0kA/s320/Picture+4146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you parents know that once one gets to put an ornament on a certain way, all the others have to put them on the same way. Thats ok though, Brooklyn wasn't as worried about having it as high as it could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7BoKK2sI/AAAAAAAAAW8/79-Bz0EHOsg/s1600-h/Picture+4136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128087354333890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM7BoKK2sI/AAAAAAAAAW8/79-Bz0EHOsg/s320/Picture+4136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cute Brooklyn and Jacey playing with the ornaments as they were putting them on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM9PmbbBPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/p0V2SiPEeiU/s1600-h/Picture+4172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279130526431249650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM9PmbbBPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/p0V2SiPEeiU/s320/Picture+4172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! I finally finished my popcorn strand and now I can put it on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM-yt1QOBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gL7FMbKwzkU/s1600-h/Picture+4141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132229225691154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM-yt1QOBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gL7FMbKwzkU/s320/Picture+4141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All three of our wonderful girls, we had such a fun time decorating our tree. It is so much fun to watch them grow (preferably slower), they start to enjoy the holidays more and make it that much more fun. We love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-1581499235587076726?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1581499235587076726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=1581499235587076726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1581499235587076726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1581499235587076726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/12/setting-tree-up.html' title='SETTING THE TREE UP'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUM8bCrxjbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1cEqOmzse6c/s72-c/Picture+4093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4819966105417461482</id><published>2008-12-12T19:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:30:49.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Walk</title><content type='html'>So tonight when I got home from work (yes, its Greg again) while Tiffany went Christmas shopping, and I was lucky enough to take the girls on a walk around our neighborhood and look at christmas lights. So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnh7rb_KI/AAAAAAAAAV8/X4-Lf_c8U5A/s1600-h/Picture+4213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279106652117400738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnh7rb_KI/AAAAAAAAAV8/X4-Lf_c8U5A/s320/Picture+4213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! I wish it would snow, we have our hats on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnihFVqZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XjGgnAKd9AQ/s1600-h/Picture+4222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279106662158150034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnihFVqZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XjGgnAKd9AQ/s320/Picture+4222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMni1nNGLI/AAAAAAAAAWM/htCVtwmMvTE/s1600-h/Picture+4223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279106667668904114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMni1nNGLI/AAAAAAAAAWM/htCVtwmMvTE/s320/Picture+4223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, I can't reach this ornament can you help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnjki9RcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/XJNpmxjyRkk/s1600-h/Picture+4230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279106680267556290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnjki9RcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/XJNpmxjyRkk/s320/Picture+4230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time Brooklyn saw a nativity scene, she would always say, "AAAAHHHHH, BABY JESUS" so I told her to give him a kiss. She was a little hesitant but after Kenzie did it she was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnj6z7JMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aGM42l56gDY/s1600-h/Picture+4228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279106686244299970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnj6z7JMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aGM42l56gDY/s320/Picture+4228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzie kissing baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wonderful way to spend my night. We had such a good time. My little girls are so sweet, I love them so much, we were singing Christmas songs on our hour and a half walk. They make this season so special, with their excitment, it was also a nice to remind them why we really celebrate Christmas, I am glad that McKenzie really knows why we celebrate Christmas. Once again Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnj6z7JMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aGM42l56gDY/s1600-h/Picture+4228.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-4819966105417461482?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4819966105417461482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4819966105417461482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4819966105417461482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4819966105417461482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-walk.html' title='Christmas Walk'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SUMnh7rb_KI/AAAAAAAAAV8/X4-Lf_c8U5A/s72-c/Picture+4213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4889140944393170279</id><published>2008-12-12T19:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:32:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wonderful wife!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!! Yes it is me Greg, I shouldn't admit to blogging it isn't very manly, but I just wanted everyone of you to know how wonderful my wife is. She is the best. As many of you know I have been working a lot attending school and she spends all of her day as a single mom, some of you know what that is like. Like a champ she has handled the last 4 months of me working 6 days a week and taking 19 credits at ASU. I just all of you to know how special she is. I don't know of another women that could handle what she has done over the last 4 months. Now that I am getting ready to finish my last finals I want her to know I love her and appreciate the wonderful support that she is to me. I hope all of you have a very Merry Christmas. Hold your families close and tell them you love them. Tiff, I LOVE YOU, Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-4889140944393170279?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4889140944393170279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4889140944393170279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4889140944393170279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4889140944393170279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-wonderful-wife.html' title='My wonderful wife!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-74820850495433518</id><published>2008-08-17T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:55:06.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M A 1ST GRADER</title><content type='html'>We now have a first grader in our house. We can't beleive how fast she has grown up. Most parents are really excited about the return of the school year. For us it is kind of sad, because McKenzie is so sweet and always love playing with her little sisters. We always miss her when she goes to school, but, time marches on and here is our little 1st Grader.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235556037119573458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhuegIp_dI/AAAAAAAAARk/kfn-eOm6WL0/s320/Picture+3800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;McKenzie was so excited to go to First Grade. Here she is before we left for school. She has Mrs. Michaels as her teacher,and was so excited about her new High School Musical backback and lunch box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235556059444643186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhufzTXhXI/AAAAAAAAARs/xpotN3uFRkE/s320/Picture+3801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Showing off her backpack before school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235556067036993410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhugPlhl4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/GG6ojlog-DY/s320/Picture+3804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;McKenzie in front of school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235556072181376290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhugiwCpSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kaaqLqkPlxE/s320/Picture+3806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time for school to start, McKenzie gets in line to go into her classroom. While we were watching McKenzie in line, Brooklyn was so sad, she couldn't take it seeing her sister leave her. She ran over to her and gave her the biggest hug and said, "Kenzie I am going to miss you. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235556076651598546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhugzZ00tI/AAAAAAAAASE/7MdZsizA-ho/s320/Picture+3808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess they really do love each other.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-74820850495433518?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/74820850495433518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=74820850495433518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/74820850495433518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/74820850495433518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-1st-grader.html' title='I&apos;M A 1ST GRADER'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhuegIp_dI/AAAAAAAAARk/kfn-eOm6WL0/s72-c/Picture+3800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4987515088908389325</id><published>2008-08-17T11:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:27:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M A BIG GIRL NOW!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhrn9Gx5JI/AAAAAAAAARU/M_v1vxvmkFY/s1600-h/Picture+3715.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One night while we were getting the girls ready for bed, we asked McKenzie to get a new diaper for Jacey, and she brought out 3 diapers and laid down and asked for mom to change her diaper. Well now we won't have to worry about wetting the bed. Yes, in case you were wondering Mckenzie and Brooklyn are potty trained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhroAmbiLI/AAAAAAAAARc/6w57w1gAJvo/s1600-h/Picture+3721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235552901918329010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhroAmbiLI/AAAAAAAAARc/6w57w1gAJvo/s320/Picture+3721.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls posing in their "new" bed time attire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235551662938461378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhqf5CnFMI/AAAAAAAAARM/pWosUOIGwgQ/s320/Picture+3725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We told the girls to turn around and show us the diapers and McKenzie insisted on showing us her "better" side, then Brooklyn and Jacey followed right "behind" her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235551639707848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhqeigAECI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Yh1oohbZn5U/s320/Picture+3724.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacey&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235551647021452370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhqe9vszFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xtEqSLkQbms/s320/Picture+3726.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhqfoAI1wI/AAAAAAAAARE/7EjtOaVg1Pg/s1600-h/Picture+3715.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235551650265001458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhqfJ1BbfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4xu5wUUKOv4/s320/Picture+3727.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;McKenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-4987515088908389325?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4987515088908389325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4987515088908389325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4987515088908389325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4987515088908389325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-big-girl-now.html' title='I&apos;M A BIG GIRL NOW!!!!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SKhroAmbiLI/AAAAAAAAARc/6w57w1gAJvo/s72-c/Picture+3721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4012104738080665257</id><published>2008-06-20T20:46:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T14:03:24.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brooklyn "THE BIG 3"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY BROOKLYN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh how fast the time goes. I can't believe that she is 3. It seems like she was just born and that she has been in our family forever all at the same time. We don't know what we would do without Brooklyn and her craziness. So here is a re-cap of her 3rd Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214784699353767298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jDhEfnYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z6C3LnjPHHY/s320/Picture+3294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Oh no I can't believe I am the Big 3, I am soooo old"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214784687305325410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jC0L6-2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FJgOCe5Fujs/s320/Picture+3277.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is Brooklyn trying to hold up 3 fingers, she was having a little bit of trouble trying to keep that pinkie down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214784682002331250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jCgbltnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HC-1RXpjy3s/s320/Picture+3271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Brooklyn with her Birthday balloons. We have a family tradition of decorating the family room with streamers and balloons for each child's birthday. Brooklyn loved playing with her balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214784691966774594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jDFjTDUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ybrjakvvDNo/s320/Picture+3278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214784695192862930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jDRkdQNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vBp0hsIy9Q4/s320/Picture+3281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't believe how big she has gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214789874002896562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6nwuI_JrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/31TL7mXkQ_M/s320/Picture+3192.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Close by our house we have a park with a fun little water area. The girls love it. Brooklyn loved running and playing in the water. She loves anything that has to do with water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214789862986165490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6nwFGZLPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/z38nn7cXLKw/s320/Picture+3029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to have Emri come over to the water park and play. She brought her a present that she absolutely adores. She won't go to bed until she has her toy with her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214789858059075746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6nvyvrwKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/VHEbSkAM9XI/s320/Picture+3016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It was so cute, the water at this park is on a timer and would go off every once in a while and Brooklyn would shrug her shoulders and lift her hands and say, "Where did the water go" and when it it would go back on she would point and say, "There it is". It was funny to watch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214794379160263186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6r29KNGhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YrZMILPs_VM/s320/Picture+3303.jpg" border="0" /&gt; For dinner we went to Chuky E. Cheese. It was a great time! Brooklyn loved every minute of it except when Chucky came out, she was terrified. There was a mechanical Chucky and the "Real" Chucky, she kept looking back and forth at them to make sure they weren't coming to get her. Then shewould ran the other way. She had to make sure that mom was with her in order to take a picture with him, this one was the mechanical one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214794381816441026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6r3HDfKMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bTx_6vSmRdg/s320/Picture+3306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brooklyn loved to ride on the rides. This one she especially liked because she could go up and down and she had full control of it. Brooklyn always like to be in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214795199594040498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6smtg3DLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8JH8HVrG8kk/s320/Picture+3312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MORE RIDES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214794393824592274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6r3zydAZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CoUVCO7xLQg/s320/Picture+3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our friends Mike and Chalaece Stumpe came and enjoyed the night with us. It was so much fun having them there. Here is their little girl Jaylee with Jacey riding a ride. They couldn't get enough of that car. It is so cute to watch them play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214799276255095874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6wUAQmLEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/V3bpexQwVjA/s320/Picture+3315.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKenzie and Dad LOVE pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214799297409650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6wVPEPENI/AAAAAAAAAKw/olQGGrtLuCo/s320/Picture+3224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brooklyn really liked her princess cake. She got to go to the store and pick it out. Everything is about the princesses with Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214801012746040946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6x5FMTNnI/AAAAAAAAALI/GJ7YcX12LCw/s320/Picture+3227.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This year she finally got down the whole blowing out the candles. She did it all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214801004040419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6x4kwt-HI/AAAAAAAAALA/AM0xP53YaRw/s320/Picture+3230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She thinks the cake is pretty good. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214799281762814402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6wUUxvScI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AH1AWy0SeXU/s320/Picture+3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Brooklyn opening her presents she must get every little piece of paper off of the box before she looks at the what she got.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214799285175386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6wUhfXAGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/WUobHq78JM4/s320/Picture+3263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She thought her gift from Grandma and Grandpa Kitchen was pretty cool..I guess Dad did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214802184025662162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6y9QjH4tI/AAAAAAAAALg/TGnxCn5qrX0/s320/Picture+3267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At our family pizza parties we combine all of our tickets that we win and divide them between all of the kids, and Brooklyn chose earings. She is such a pretty girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had such a wonderful day with Broolyn on her Birthday. We are so lucky to have such wonderful girls. They are such a blessing in our lives and we enjoy every minute we get to spend as a family doing fun things. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROOKLYN. WE LOVE YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-4012104738080665257?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4012104738080665257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4012104738080665257&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4012104738080665257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4012104738080665257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-brooklyn-big-3.html' title='Happy Birthday Brooklyn &quot;THE BIG 3&quot;'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/SF6jDhEfnYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z6C3LnjPHHY/s72-c/Picture+3294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-1834094432053487564</id><published>2008-03-30T14:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T14:36:46.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER!</title><content type='html'>Here are some of our family photos on Easter Sunday 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183646576897285970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADGPkh31I/AAAAAAAAAHA/R6HS4eO2iX8/s320/Picture+2832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Our Family: Greg, Tiffany, McKenzie, Brooklyn, and Jacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEavkh36I/AAAAAAAAAHo/vhlktXDdKYM/s1600-h/Picture+2882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183648028596232098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEavkh36I/AAAAAAAAAHo/vhlktXDdKYM/s320/Picture+2882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Me and my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183646585487220578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADGvkh32I/AAAAAAAAAHI/AoDixXnOrOY/s320/Picture+2848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Our three little girlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183646589782187890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADG_kh33I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gfLYmNWCW7c/s320/Picture+2830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 McKenzie age 5 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183646598372122498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADHfkh34I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CiC9QX0A_Qg/s320/Picture+2873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Brooklyn age 2 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183646606962057106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADH_kh35I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3BTAoEI1qUQ/s320/Picture+2834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jacey, 13 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEbfkh37I/AAAAAAAAAHw/EzTUeLmJWWM/s1600-h/Picture+2877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183648041481134002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEbfkh37I/AAAAAAAAAHw/EzTUeLmJWWM/s320/Picture+2877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEb_kh38I/AAAAAAAAAH4/jjxcpM4YQF4/s1600-h/Picture+2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183648050071068610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEb_kh38I/AAAAAAAAAH4/jjxcpM4YQF4/s320/Picture+2855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEcPkh39I/AAAAAAAAAIA/BhBDXqtFfIo/s1600-h/Picture+2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183648054366035922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_AEcPkh39I/AAAAAAAAAIA/BhBDXqtFfIo/s320/Picture+2863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever McKenzie and Brooklyn are in their "fancy dresses" they feel like princesses and love to dance around with each other. It is so cute to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-1834094432053487564?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1834094432053487564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=1834094432053487564&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1834094432053487564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1834094432053487564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R_ADGPkh31I/AAAAAAAAAHA/R6HS4eO2iX8/s72-c/Picture+2832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-994990411908261696</id><published>2008-03-30T12:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T14:03:20.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183632772872396498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2ivkh3tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MbHBZjEbSxI/s320/Picture+2662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jacey at the ward Easter party, she enjoyed herself. She was mistaken several times for the Easter Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183634563873759042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_4K_kh30I/AAAAAAAAAG4/eVRd74WEYIo/s320/Picture+2871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear someone say Easter Egg Hunt? I've got my bucket. LETS GO HUNTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183632811527102226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2k_kh3xI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mKy1kPyb4q0/s320/Picture+2903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM, Look what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_4Kfkh3zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/09-QVCneWiI/s1600-h/Picture+2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183634555283824434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_4Kfkh3zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/09-QVCneWiI/s320/Picture+2695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn had her eye on certain Easter Eggs, she doesn't even notice the one right next to her, probably because it is orange not pink. She loved hunting those eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183632807232134914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2kvkh3wI/AAAAAAAAAGY/emBbeTYyDiM/s320/Picture+2901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear something inside, I wonder what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id2436"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2jfkh3uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W-YHECr1Z_M/s1600-h/Picture+2871.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2jvkh3vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VHPv0JLmmtc/s1600-h/Picture+2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183632790052265714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2jvkh3vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VHPv0JLmmtc/s320/Picture+2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom I can't find any eggs. Do you see any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183634546693889826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_4J_kh3yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YmVA42sl8OE/s320/Picture+2910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she finally found some. Here is McKenzie with all of her Eater Eggs. She had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun Easter weekend. We went to a ward Easter Party with friends, games and the Easter Bunny it was a great time. On Sunday we went to Greg's sister's house for an Easter Party. We got to play with family and have another Eater egg hunt. As our children get older the more fun we get to have by watching their excitement on Holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-994990411908261696?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/994990411908261696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=994990411908261696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/994990411908261696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/994990411908261696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='EASTER FUN!!!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_2ivkh3tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MbHBZjEbSxI/s72-c/Picture+2662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-1840607024413220276</id><published>2008-03-30T12:31:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:58:23.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O' LUCKY DAY</title><content type='html'>HAPPY ST. PATARICK'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_uzfkh3pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q1L_vnnZ7uM/s1600-h/Picture+2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624264542183058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_uzfkh3pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q1L_vnnZ7uM/s320/Picture+2621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is McKenzie already for school I hope she doesn't get pinched today. ARE YOU WEARING ANY GREEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u0fkh3qI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nKJsFViPIB4/s1600-h/Picture+2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624281722052258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u0fkh3qI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nKJsFViPIB4/s320/Picture+2639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't leave Brooklyn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u0_kh3rI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wIU5R1_ISfw/s1600-h/Picture+2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624290311986866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u0_kh3rI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wIU5R1_ISfw/s320/Picture+2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Jacey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u1vkh3sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vlqc5w1pVJU/s1600-h/Picture+2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624303196888770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_u1vkh3sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vlqc5w1pVJU/s320/Picture+2656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being it is such a lucky day, I feel so lucky to have such wonderful little girls. They are such a joy to have, and be able to dress up on every holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-1840607024413220276?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1840607024413220276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=1840607024413220276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1840607024413220276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/1840607024413220276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-lucky-day.html' title='O&apos; LUCKY DAY'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_uzfkh3pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q1L_vnnZ7uM/s72-c/Picture+2621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-8594952682151145135</id><published>2008-03-30T12:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:31:25.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE KITTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_oq_kh3iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IlXR0as6NRo/s1600-h/Picture+2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_oq_kh3iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IlXR0as6NRo/s320/Picture+2626.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183617521443528226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_orfkh3jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2sOHDlOOShU/s1600-h/Picture+2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_orfkh3jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2sOHDlOOShU/s320/Picture+2632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183617530033462834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_orvkh3kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EytbhXcZ2U8/s1600-h/Picture+2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_orvkh3kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EytbhXcZ2U8/s320/Picture+2627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183617534328430146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found a home for our stray kitty. My friend Sara decided to take the cat in exchange for her pet mouse. We now have a mouse in the house, named Sparkles. We haven't been brave enough to take it our and hold it. I have pet it once or twice....O the joy. I don't want the girls to know that they can hold it yet. So here is the final good bye pictures of Tinkerbell. We will miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-8594952682151145135?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8594952682151145135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=8594952682151145135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/8594952682151145135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/8594952682151145135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/bye-bye-kitty.html' title='BYE BYE KITTY'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R-_oq_kh3iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IlXR0as6NRo/s72-c/Picture+2626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-3729129892756914753</id><published>2008-03-14T15:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:49:49.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTY KITTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R92xnWvmqGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IPjrbHfV63k/s1600-h/Picture+2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R92xnWvmqGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IPjrbHfV63k/s320/Picture+2615.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178490436224198754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need some advise on what to flippen do here. So last night we came home to a cat meowing at our gate so we all petted the cat and then went inside to get ready for bed. Then this morning we woke up to the cat meowing on top of the girls playhouse out on the side of our yard. So I called Greg and told him that the cat was still here and asked him what we should do because he acts like he is staving. So I feed the cat some ham that we had and some bologna and he gobbled it right up. So all day today he has been hanging out at our house and meowing. He is a really cute cat and he loves the kids especially Brooklyn. Brooklyn was outside for over an hour playing with him and holding him like a baby and the cat didn't even seem to mind in fact if Brooklyn would walk away the cat would run right after her for more attention. The kids have been wanting a cat for awhile now and Greg and I have been putting it off for a lot of reasons. One of the reasons why I didn't want a cat right now is because I don't want a cat living in my house it just grosses me out and this cat seems like he lived inside because if someone is not outside with him he meows. I really think that someone just dumped him off in our neighborhood because he doesn't have a collar and he is just a sweetheart. So my question to you guys is do we keep the poor little cat that doesn't have a home or do any of you want a great cat that is great with kids and would be able to be inside because if he lives at my house he will be an outdoor cat and it gets pretty hot here in Phoenix in the summer. So write me and tell me what I should do here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-3729129892756914753?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3729129892756914753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=3729129892756914753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/3729129892756914753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/3729129892756914753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/kiitty-kitty.html' title='KITTY KITTY'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R92xnWvmqGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IPjrbHfV63k/s72-c/Picture+2615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-411674620643592745</id><published>2008-03-12T21:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:00:55.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIFF's BACK!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So my good friend Autumn called me today and asked me if she could make my blog all cute with this digital scrapbooking stuff that she has so... of course I said yes.  What a good friend she is to spend hours creating such an awesome blogspot for the Kitchen girl that I am.  I love it Autumn! Thank You sooo much, now I have to get into the whole blogging thing again so watch out TIFFS BACK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-411674620643592745?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/411674620643592745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=411674620643592745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/411674620643592745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/411674620643592745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/tiffs-back.html' title='TIFF&apos;s BACK!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-5120788064980731732</id><published>2008-01-22T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:15:35.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a9IWGt5cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VYp3jxgJBR0/s1600-h/Picture+1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158518374269838786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a9IWGt5cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VYp3jxgJBR0/s320/Picture+1796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a9I2Gt5dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/amOk5vLtnI8/s1600-h/Picture+1795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158518382859773394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a9I2Gt5dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/amOk5vLtnI8/s320/Picture+1795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a7ymGt5bI/AAAAAAAAABs/VjsRhPnbNxM/s1600-h/Picture+1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacey decided it was about time that she got to have a friend over to play. She was always seeing her older sister McKenzie get to have all the fun with her friends. So we decided to call my good friend Chalece to come over and bring her daughter Jaylee to play. They had a lot of fun together. They are both going to turn 1 in February. What little CUTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_GGt5eI/AAAAAAAAACE/H3foZBB3rK0/s1600-h/Picture+2251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158523712914187746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_GGt5eI/AAAAAAAAACE/H3foZBB3rK0/s320/Picture+2251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_mGt5fI/AAAAAAAAACM/n5miYFFv-LU/s1600-h/Picture+2246.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id10379"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_mGt5fI/AAAAAAAAACM/n5miYFFv-LU/s1600-h/Picture+2246.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_mGt5fI/AAAAAAAAACM/n5miYFFv-LU/s1600-h/Picture+2246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158523721504122354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bB_mGt5fI/AAAAAAAAACM/n5miYFFv-LU/s320/Picture+2246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Brooklyn having her first play date with Emri. I decided that it probably wasn't very fair that Jacey her younger sister got to have a play date before she did. So I decided that Brooklyn needed to have a little friend come over and play. They had fun playing kitchen and dolls. Brooklyn was so excited to finally have a friend her age to play with, she is so use to always playing with McKenzie's friends when they come over. What a fun day! Thanks Holly for letting Emri come and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bJO2Gt5gI/AAAAAAAAACU/kokXrqGI41g/s1600-h/Picture+1472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158531680078521858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bJO2Gt5gI/AAAAAAAAACU/kokXrqGI41g/s320/Picture+1472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bJPGGt5hI/AAAAAAAAACc/5R1ZSd_7NIc/s1600-h/Picture+1470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158531684373489170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bJPGGt5hI/AAAAAAAAACc/5R1ZSd_7NIc/s320/Picture+1470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5bJPGGt5hI/AAAAAAAAACc/5R1ZSd_7NIc/s1600-h/Picture+1470.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;McKenzie and Kambri love to get together and play dress-up. Every chance they get they are asking their mothers if they can have a play date. They are best friends. They are both in kindergarten and go to the same school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so wonderful to have my new friends, Talene, Holly, and Chalece whom all have girls the same age as our girls. We will be SOOOOOOOO sad when they get done with school here in Arizona and move back to Utah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-5120788064980731732?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5120788064980731732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=5120788064980731732&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5120788064980731732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/5120788064980731732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/play-dates.html' title='Play Dates'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R5a9IWGt5cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VYp3jxgJBR0/s72-c/Picture+1796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-4171115069042565109</id><published>2008-01-01T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:18:09.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3si7qhNWWI/AAAAAAAAABc/DjW6Tt5IjkI/s1600-h/Picture+2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150749007249496418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3si7qhNWWI/AAAAAAAAABc/DjW6Tt5IjkI/s320/Picture+2239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were so blessed to have a new addition to our family. Kammie, Tiffany's sister, had her baby. Logan Chauncey O'Donnell, was born on December 27th 2007 weighing 6lbs 10 oz. and 19 and 1\4 inches long. Mommy and baby are doing fine. He is so cute and has a lot of dark hair. His four big brothers are enjoying having him in their family. Yes this makes five boys. Randy (dad) now his hockey line.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150744639267756322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3se9ahNWSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cI88TEeFZL8/s320/Picture+2085.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Randy (Dad) and Florene (Grandma, Tiffany's mom) getting ready to go in for the C section. Looks like they were pretty excited to get him here, they were dancing the whole way to the operating room...They told us afterwards they were going to try out for "The River Dance". &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150746722326894898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sg2qhNWTI/AAAAAAAAABE/w_jvU12PKD8/s320/Picture+2163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baby Logan and proud new Dad! The delivery went well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150748998659561794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3si7KhNWUI/AAAAAAAAABM/g5a-6E9rqpk/s320/Picture+2214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baby Logan and Mommy, Kammie. Looks pretty darn good after having a baby. How cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150749002954529106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3si7ahNWVI/AAAAAAAAABU/z2GUJgkLPw8/s320/Picture+2228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baby Logan, Aunt Tiffany and Uncle Greg. He was much quieter when Greg was holding him. Good thing this got me over my baby craving and I didn't even have to go through labor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-4171115069042565109?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4171115069042565109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=4171115069042565109&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4171115069042565109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/4171115069042565109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-addition.html' title='New addition'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3si7qhNWWI/AAAAAAAAABc/DjW6Tt5IjkI/s72-c/Picture+2239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459303636710854465.post-6756491934863264472</id><published>2008-01-01T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:07:57.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!! We can't believe that 2008 is already here. We hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. We had a wonderful one. With three little girls you can imagine how pink (not white) our Christmas was. Here are a couple of pictures of our Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sUsahNWOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NRwdVEd9ZWM/s1600-h/Picture+2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150733352093702370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sUsahNWOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NRwdVEd9ZWM/s320/Picture+2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacey's first Christmas....I think she liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sWdqhNWPI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wF0PqJig4BQ/s1600-h/Picture+2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150735297713887474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sWdqhNWPI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wF0PqJig4BQ/s320/Picture+2047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa put an orange at the bottom of their stocking and Brooklyn loved it. She carried it around for a half an hour. She loved her nail polish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sYtKhNWQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u6N5HHa6Nn8/s1600-h/Picture+2086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150737763025115394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sYtKhNWQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u6N5HHa6Nn8/s320/Picture+2086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McKenzie loved all of the gifts that Santa brought for her. Greg asked McKenzie what she wanted for Christmas, he also asked if she would be mad if she didn't get everything she wanted. She said, " I will be grateful for what ever Santa brings me". Let's just say Santa didn't disappoint and she was very grateful for all she got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sZpKhNWRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qfv0Fg1oNkI/s1600-h/Picture+2131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150738793817266450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sZpKhNWRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qfv0Fg1oNkI/s320/Picture+2131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls enjoyed the ride in their new wagon Santa brought them for Christmas. Jacey was loving the ride she didn't even have to wear her seat belt. I guess because there wasn't one in the middle. Brooklyn got so mad when the ride was over. She could have ridden all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so lucky that most of our family is here in Arizona (and one in Mississippi) and we got to spend this special day with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8459303636710854465-6756491934863264472?l=kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6756491934863264472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8459303636710854465&amp;postID=6756491934863264472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6756491934863264472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8459303636710854465/posts/default/6756491934863264472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchenskhaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Kitchen's Khaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414238263414719121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UUqaUQyQHco/R3sUsahNWOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NRwdVEd9ZWM/s72-c/Picture+2121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
