<?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-1434543945545959740</id><updated>2012-01-27T12:32:29.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olsen Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-1055475412905924262</id><published>2012-01-14T15:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T16:10:35.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is almost here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Being home for Christmas this year, all by ourselves, we had many opportunities to go out and have some pre-Christmas fun. Here's the proof!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbUdn_mm_sc/TxHrV2gxnJI/AAAAAAAAB6M/KAdN7WoMPHQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593764243152018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbUdn_mm_sc/TxHrV2gxnJI/AAAAAAAAB6M/KAdN7WoMPHQ/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian's birthday was Dec. 5 - he got a circular saw! And a list of projects I want done. :)&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C24UCu0mvss/TxHrMINFWuI/AAAAAAAAB6A/m9v0MxaSwZU/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593597193706210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C24UCu0mvss/TxHrMINFWuI/AAAAAAAAB6A/m9v0MxaSwZU/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla being a big cheeseball.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz0-7IUhvko/TxHrLwYDFtI/AAAAAAAAB50/jgTRvOhYs54/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593590797244114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz0-7IUhvko/TxHrLwYDFtI/AAAAAAAAB50/jgTRvOhYs54/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella having some fun on Dad's shoulders.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhf6rAVLGY8/TxHrKwMdV5I/AAAAAAAAB5o/I6nheBNQtfM/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593573568763794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhf6rAVLGY8/TxHrKwMdV5I/AAAAAAAAB5o/I6nheBNQtfM/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella helping Brian fold clothes. She loves to throw all the clothes out and then sit in the laundry basket.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru5G43dPdv4/TxHrJ-I6XwI/AAAAAAAAB5c/8durrPrSYEk/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593560132116226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru5G43dPdv4/TxHrJ-I6XwI/AAAAAAAAB5c/8durrPrSYEk/s400/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee's school had their annual singing program. They sang a song about snowballs and then threw these styrofoam balls at the audience at the end. It was cute.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xf6-m81bdjg/TxHrJ6J0VuI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/oaCeIe0q51E/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593559062173410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xf6-m81bdjg/TxHrJ6J0VuI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/oaCeIe0q51E/s400/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Primary kids singing at the annual ward Christmas party.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2VXvqJgwsI/TxHqrA1pdcI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4D3PLQy619E/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593028280677826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2VXvqJgwsI/TxHqrA1pdcI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4D3PLQy619E/s400/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;We took the kids to Bass Pro to see Santa - not only do they give you a free picture, but they also have a fun area for the kids to play in afterwards. Yes, I was excited. Why do you ask?
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Z2ADgLkqQo/TxHqq4N0a2I/AAAAAAAAB44/WgBPrhh-gOM/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593025966140258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Z2ADgLkqQo/TxHqq4N0a2I/AAAAAAAAB44/WgBPrhh-gOM/s400/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;YES!! I finally got a picture of my kid screaming on Santa's lap. Goal accomplished.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBbXtCXriTU/TxHqqYG-u-I/AAAAAAAAB4s/K0dml0Lbj_0/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593017347521506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBbXtCXriTU/TxHqqYG-u-I/AAAAAAAAB4s/K0dml0Lbj_0/s400/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella loved watching the fish in the huge aquarium inside Bass Pro. She and this fish stared at eachother for quite awhile.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rc1526unhqI/TxHqqLeL5wI/AAAAAAAAB4c/8cJ5Vs3kDm8/s1600/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593013955192578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rc1526unhqI/TxHqqLeL5wI/AAAAAAAAB4c/8cJ5Vs3kDm8/s400/172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's get this cookie decorating party started!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FsZJearUQ/TxHqp9BEsxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/EJwqQ8jSSs0/s1600/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697593010074989330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FsZJearUQ/TxHqp9BEsxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/EJwqQ8jSSs0/s400/207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we put the tree up, Ella had to try out the "candy" garland to see if it was real.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVwRSjZNHtE/TxHqLkYoVMI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Vl3CJOmk7tY/s1600/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697592488066831554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVwRSjZNHtE/TxHqLkYoVMI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Vl3CJOmk7tY/s400/217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe she's trying to decide if she should try the berries since the candy didn't work out too well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNTTMXaYgvk/TxHqLMueXxI/AAAAAAAAB38/8UpPXneUeCw/s1600/236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697592481716002578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNTTMXaYgvk/TxHqLMueXxI/AAAAAAAAB38/8UpPXneUeCw/s400/236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went to our zoo's Festival of Lights one night, which was awesome! It reminds me of Temple Square, but bigger. Here, we're going through the tunnel of lights that leads to the entrance.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VlkcYra1UTs/TxHqKl4FIXI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NHr0fyN3ACo/s1600/237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697592471287308658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VlkcYra1UTs/TxHqKl4FIXI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NHr0fyN3ACo/s400/237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids in front of the ginormous Christmas tree at the zoo.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIp7mhIr2bM/TxHqKH1oLCI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uCYVFl9bnUk/s1600/248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697592463223958562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIp7mhIr2bM/TxHqKH1oLCI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uCYVFl9bnUk/s400/248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanging out with a gingerbread guy. I mainly like the picture because of how crazy the lights are in the background.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGtEL29I-iU/TxHpqruGb7I/AAAAAAAAB3M/VDpBUsClZiI/s1600/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697591923100250034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGtEL29I-iU/TxHpqruGb7I/AAAAAAAAB3M/VDpBUsClZiI/s400/292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;There's a lake at the zoo that has a big Christmas tree in the middle. They put lights on all the bushes and trees around the lake and then do synchronized light shows to music. We sat and watched for a couple of songs, and it was great. It was hard to get a good picture, but I liked how this one turned out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-1055475412905924262?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1055475412905924262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=1055475412905924262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1055475412905924262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1055475412905924262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-is-almost-here.html' title='Christmas is almost here....'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/-FbUdn_mm_sc/TxHrV2gxnJI/AAAAAAAAB6M/KAdN7WoMPHQ/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4274227066678147739</id><published>2011-12-30T14:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:31:13.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I totally love fall! I'm a little sad that it's already going into winter, so here are a few images from this past fall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miOmYzs8Ax8/Tv4QfJ975AI/AAAAAAAAB3A/aDhey9wsgXs/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692005106480571394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miOmYzs8Ax8/Tv4QfJ975AI/AAAAAAAAB3A/aDhey9wsgXs/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;A bouquet I made with cuttings from the 2 mum plants in my front yard.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwV13Iu4QOc/Tv4QTYQLnvI/AAAAAAAAB2w/sRTOEfTvYzg/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692004904156765938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwV13Iu4QOc/Tv4QTYQLnvI/AAAAAAAAB2w/sRTOEfTvYzg/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




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&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian took the kids to the park one fall day. Notice the interesting outfit he let Makayla wear.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iI0l-7LcxlA/Tv4QSELraWI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/r55Oez3M-Pk/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692004881589299554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iI0l-7LcxlA/Tv4QSELraWI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/r55Oez3M-Pk/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjKRMb1hn04/Tv4Nh1yYskI/AAAAAAAAB14/leT9KA_5odk/s1600/SDC15138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692001854068142658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjKRMb1hn04/Tv4Nh1yYskI/AAAAAAAAB14/leT9KA_5odk/s400/SDC15138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x8L9-y7XGM/Tv4KrD6sMtI/AAAAAAAAB0A/zbOi2eJNy6w/s1600/SDC14968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691998713945010898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x8L9-y7XGM/Tv4KrD6sMtI/AAAAAAAAB0A/zbOi2eJNy6w/s400/SDC14968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-8441674034712562668?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8441674034712562668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=8441674034712562668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8441674034712562668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8441674034712562668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2011/12/makayla-turns-5.html' title='Makayla turns 5!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/-s4yKojA1Wng/Tv4K3aXQ_uI/AAAAAAAAB08/ZQoAITKbOc4/s72-c/SDC15010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-5899992383767197169</id><published>2011-08-23T12:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:30:09.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella turns 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;My baby girl is 1 years old now (sniff)! She turned 1 while we were in Utah, so we got to spend her birthday with Grandma and Grandpa Olsen, and aunts and uncles and cousins. It was a great time. She got a ton of toys and had a fabulous birthday cake, made by a friend of my sister-in-law.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eZGfCarUxUs/TlPTZG_Tl6I/AAAAAAAABxg/Cbw5hFX-xdA/s1600/June%2B2011%2B086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644087186351691682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eZGfCarUxUs/TlPTZG_Tl6I/AAAAAAAABxg/Cbw5hFX-xdA/s400/June%2B2011%2B086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;My birthday girl!
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fu9Uv7iGtM/TlPTYsOxn7I/AAAAAAAABxY/CWSCFr0DvYI/s1600/June%2B2011%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644087179168817074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fu9Uv7iGtM/TlPTYsOxn7I/AAAAAAAABxY/CWSCFr0DvYI/s400/June%2B2011%2B083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening presents
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC_72WMvEHg/TlPTYcnPGwI/AAAAAAAABxQ/IHu1lQSKs90/s1600/June%2B2011%2B077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644087174976445186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC_72WMvEHg/TlPTYcnPGwI/AAAAAAAABxQ/IHu1lQSKs90/s400/June%2B2011%2B077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella's individual cake, which she only took a few bites of.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfYS2ZcouFk/TlPTX3dpZLI/AAAAAAAABxI/xakOFqKzGmk/s1600/June%2B2011%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644087165004113074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfYS2ZcouFk/TlPTX3dpZLI/AAAAAAAABxI/xakOFqKzGmk/s400/June%2B2011%2B078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The big cake. It was sooo adorable - love it!
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella with daddy&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwb0Gax2Jzg/TlPTZ1wq6OI/AAAAAAAABxo/3OlE4c5HCZM/s1600/June%2B2011%2B108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644087198906771682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwb0Gax2Jzg/TlPTZ1wq6OI/AAAAAAAABxo/3OlE4c5HCZM/s400/June%2B2011%2B108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little monkey cousins, Andrew and Kylee&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sECg_tkrF-A/TlPSfXZEcvI/AAAAAAAABw4/_D2bHQdzwB8/s1600/June%2B2011%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644086194322305778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sECg_tkrF-A/TlPSfXZEcvI/AAAAAAAABw4/_D2bHQdzwB8/s400/June%2B2011%2B102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella pulled the ladybug right off and started going to town on it, but she wasn't so sure about the rest of the cake. She mainly just poked at it. Oh well, the rest of us enjoyed it!
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dEh5dcdsuN4/TlPSeRYco2I/AAAAAAAABwo/516UDEO5OYc/s1600/June%2B2011%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644086175529214818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dEh5dcdsuN4/TlPSeRYco2I/AAAAAAAABwo/516UDEO5OYc/s400/June%2B2011%2B124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cutest little 1-year-old face I ever saw
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BVhMoD1jJ4/TlPSd8EmSAI/AAAAAAAABwg/Fdpes9TqvSY/s1600/June%2B2011%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644086169808816130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BVhMoD1jJ4/TlPSd8EmSAI/AAAAAAAABwg/Fdpes9TqvSY/s400/June%2B2011%2B026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just had to throw in this picture of Ella at the zoo - we sure love this little girl!&lt;/p&gt;




















&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-5899992383767197169?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5899992383767197169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5899992383767197169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5899992383767197169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5899992383767197169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2011/08/ella-turns-1.html' title='Ella turns 1!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/-eZGfCarUxUs/TlPTZG_Tl6I/AAAAAAAABxg/Cbw5hFX-xdA/s72-c/June%2B2011%2B086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-3999310361104021870</id><published>2011-08-10T14:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:02:09.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, I don't know why it's been so difficult to get this post done, but here it finally is! (What, you all haven't been waiting on the edge of your seats for me to post this??) Anyway, we had the opportunity to go to Utah in June, where we saw cousins we've never met, and had a fabulous time with Brian's side of the family (we missed you, Wendy!) Here's the rundown into some of the things we did while we were there:&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPCvSKtPcY8/TkLL1MNh1YI/AAAAAAAABwQ/nW721-zg94E/s1600/June%2B2011%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293798092756354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPCvSKtPcY8/TkLL1MNh1YI/AAAAAAAABwQ/nW721-zg94E/s400/June%2B2011%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the first things we did was go down to Mt. Pleasant and visit Brian's sister Karen and her family. Brian's dad brought down his boat, so we headed to the (snow-filled) mountains, found a lake that wasn't covered with ice and spent a fun afternoon hanging out while the kids took turns going for rides in the boat with Grandpa. Above: Benson, Kylee, Ila, Tanner, and Makayla scouring the ground for treasures,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8uRh5AFzVA/TkLL2NehfiI/AAAAAAAABwY/YzB1v63D1Xc/s1600/June%2B2011%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293815612341794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8uRh5AFzVA/TkLL2NehfiI/AAAAAAAABwY/YzB1v63D1Xc/s400/June%2B2011%2B049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ella hanging out with Mom on the shore.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udasUm8v2u0/TkLL0iPOseI/AAAAAAAABwI/T7z4PcDribc/s1600/June%2B2011%2B045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293786825601506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udasUm8v2u0/TkLL0iPOseI/AAAAAAAABwI/T7z4PcDribc/s400/June%2B2011%2B045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The 1st group of kids and adults getting ready to take off in the boat.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URhlilbRyz0/TkLLzifztvI/AAAAAAAABwA/rGFEAitiPBE/s1600/June%2B2011%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293769715267314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URhlilbRyz0/TkLLzifztvI/AAAAAAAABwA/rGFEAitiPBE/s400/June%2B2011%2B047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;And they're off! That's Brian crunched in the front of the boat there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7O7gICV8CgY/TkLLH_BBdwI/AAAAAAAABv4/D8a_20WLYPE/s1600/June%2B2011%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293021456529154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7O7gICV8CgY/TkLLH_BBdwI/AAAAAAAABv4/D8a_20WLYPE/s400/June%2B2011%2B054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next day, Brian and his dad went fishing alone while us ladies kept 8 kids happy and busy all day. The weather was totally beautiful and it was great to just sit outside in the afternoon. Ella was happy just to sit and play with her toys on the grass.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YN9Ru24ttsQ/TkLLGyHeQVI/AAAAAAAABvw/3JFzDEIX-vc/s1600/June%2B2011%2B051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639293000814051666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YN9Ru24ttsQ/TkLLGyHeQVI/AAAAAAAABvw/3JFzDEIX-vc/s400/June%2B2011%2B051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the kiddos having a great time on the "waterslide"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhqBgGnVzb8/TkLLGXLlBgI/AAAAAAAABvo/4XOoCYk-DO0/s1600/June%2B2011%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292993583515138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhqBgGnVzb8/TkLLGXLlBgI/AAAAAAAABvo/4XOoCYk-DO0/s400/June%2B2011%2B063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brielle, Ila, Makayla, and Kylee&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16a3RngvIhE/TkLLFtDrSwI/AAAAAAAABvg/hxLHOj3C180/s1600/June%2B2011%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292982276082434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16a3RngvIhE/TkLLFtDrSwI/AAAAAAAABvg/hxLHOj3C180/s400/June%2B2011%2B069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian out on the lake catching our dinner. Too bad they had to throw back most of the fish they caught!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PT3J6pQSGD0/TkLLFFXLVhI/AAAAAAAABvY/Kv3OQr_hOzU/s1600/June%2B2011%2B136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292971620455954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PT3J6pQSGD0/TkLLFFXLVhI/AAAAAAAABvY/Kv3OQr_hOzU/s400/June%2B2011%2B136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian and I took advantage of having some babysitters around, so we went on an overnight date. We ended up going to Temple Square and had a great time walking around and enjoying the scenery (it's amazing how much you miss it when you don't have it around!). We even busted out our cheesiness and re-enacted some poses from our wedding day. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOcjVyy0QmQ/TkLKUVlltBI/AAAAAAAABvQ/EuzlXP1qemY/s1600/June%2B2011%2B140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292134162281490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOcjVyy0QmQ/TkLKUVlltBI/AAAAAAAABvQ/EuzlXP1qemY/s400/June%2B2011%2B140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a cute guy! Too bad he's out of focus...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvG-i2MAPMM/TkLKTxNX4dI/AAAAAAAABvI/lHMZjPBll90/s1600/June%2B2011%2B143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292124397035986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvG-i2MAPMM/TkLKTxNX4dI/AAAAAAAABvI/lHMZjPBll90/s400/June%2B2011%2B143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;One day we took the kids on a ride on the Trax (the light-rail train that runs through the Salt Lake Valley). When we got to the end of the line and were getting ready to return, some of the kids said they needed to use the bathroom. We spotted a park right near the trax station so we headed over there for a bathroom and playground break. They had tons of fun. Here they are at the park.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_FWPxQYas/TkLKTPS6YaI/AAAAAAAABvA/ljUAkMDqSEU/s1600/June%2B2011%2B145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292115293462946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_FWPxQYas/TkLKTPS6YaI/AAAAAAAABvA/ljUAkMDqSEU/s400/June%2B2011%2B145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ila, Kylee, Benson, and Makayla&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TCKH-62a7d0/TkLKSCHQBuI/AAAAAAAABu4/AvfbRV_cN_g/s1600/June%2B2011%2B148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292094575019746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TCKH-62a7d0/TkLKSCHQBuI/AAAAAAAABu4/AvfbRV_cN_g/s400/June%2B2011%2B148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heading back to get on the Trax. We made it just in time, it started to rain soon after that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3oQG2CEI7o/TkLKRjYGLqI/AAAAAAAABuw/MbOoVwzgNz0/s1600/June%2B2011%2B149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639292086324178594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3oQG2CEI7o/TkLKRjYGLqI/AAAAAAAABuw/MbOoVwzgNz0/s400/June%2B2011%2B149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the Trax headed home.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgrrqsWuaTM/TkLJbMqHgaI/AAAAAAAABuo/Y48yFgoiouQ/s1600/June%2B2011%2B153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639291152512811426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgrrqsWuaTM/TkLJbMqHgaI/AAAAAAAABuo/Y48yFgoiouQ/s400/June%2B2011%2B153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian's dad took all of us out to dinner at Olive Garden one night. No small feat, considering there were about 16 of us! Here's Ella and her look-alike cousin, Brielle.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0C2qv_bfoc/TkLJa9NoTPI/AAAAAAAABug/SGY5EJZdaz4/s1600/June%2B2011%2B154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639291148366793970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0C2qv_bfoc/TkLJa9NoTPI/AAAAAAAABug/SGY5EJZdaz4/s400/June%2B2011%2B154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole group. Well, almost.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjOSvG9-vAQ/TkLJZ5r6YMI/AAAAAAAABuY/7FlOLWwz-k0/s1600/June%2B2011%2B166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639291130240196802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjOSvG9-vAQ/TkLJZ5r6YMI/AAAAAAAABuY/7FlOLWwz-k0/s400/June%2B2011%2B166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids at the aquarium. L to R: Makayla, Brielle, Tanner, Ila, Benson, Andrew holding Ella, and Kylee. You wouldn't know that Andrew is only 3 months older than Kylee!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6kq1iImMSo/TkLJZV8x48I/AAAAAAAABuQ/crBSdWh_U40/s1600/June%2B2011%2B167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639291120647267266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6kq1iImMSo/TkLJZV8x48I/AAAAAAAABuQ/crBSdWh_U40/s400/June%2B2011%2B167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Posing in a canoe at the aquarium&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejEpWdp7jqA/TkLJY-ofsYI/AAAAAAAABuI/vnkgyE2Fdvk/s1600/June%2B2011%2B179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639291114388173186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejEpWdp7jqA/TkLJY-ofsYI/AAAAAAAABuI/vnkgyE2Fdvk/s400/June%2B2011%2B179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaaaaaaand.........this is what we hauled home behind our van. That's a piano under there. Crazy, huh? I'm amazing it survived.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, the 2 weeks went way too fast and we eventually had to leave. It was pretty hard to come home, but we hope that we'll end up living around family in the future, after all this school stuff is over. Thanks Mom, Karen, and Sara for showing us the best time we've had in a long time, and letting us trash your houses and eat your food! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, when's the next vacation? &lt;/p&gt;






































&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-3999310361104021870?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3999310361104021870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=3999310361104021870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3999310361104021870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3999310361104021870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2011/08/utah-trip.html' title='Utah Trip'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/-OPCvSKtPcY8/TkLL1MNh1YI/AAAAAAAABwQ/nW721-zg94E/s72-c/June%2B2011%2B042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-6302635054913776654</id><published>2011-05-14T14:03:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:31:12.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>I realized I haven't really posted anything about what we did this winter.  Actually, I don't think we did much except try to stay warm.  But here's a few pictures of a couple of things, thrown together with some Easter and Mother's Day pictures at the end. 

This winter we.........
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had concerts,

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had our backyard flooded a few times,

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made a few crafts, like this Valentine's Day wreath,

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEoFI3m3YoA/Tc7gawFF7-I/AAAAAAAABtI/-s37LAmHv2U/s1600/Easter-Mothers%2BDay%2B2011%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEoFI3m3YoA/Tc7gawFF7-I/AAAAAAAABtI/-s37LAmHv2U/s400/Easter-Mothers%2BDay%2B2011%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606665336310329314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

learned how to change a baby sister's diaper,

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zJVVc422hpI/Tc7eP6Ji-BI/AAAAAAAABsQ/cHrE3amk510/s1600/Jan%2Band%2BFeb%2B2011%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zJVVc422hpI/Tc7eP6Ji-BI/AAAAAAAABsQ/cHrE3amk510/s400/Jan%2Band%2BFeb%2B2011%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606662951011547154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

played Just Dance on the Wii,

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posed in new clothes,

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went to the Alamo in San Antonio (ok, that was just Brian),

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worked out our abs,

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and read lots of book.
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And then Spring came - YAY!  I love my alliums, they're so cute and interesting.
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Even though Easter was late this year, it kinda snuck up on me.  I feel like we didn't really do anything, and I can't say I really even wanted to color eggs.  But here we are, doing it anyway!
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It was pretty funny watching Ella try to get to the eggs.  She was finally content holding a spoon.

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This is the smile she's been doing when she sees the camera lately.  Scrunchie little face!

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Easter morning!  Too bad most of our pics turned out awful.  And we never even got a picture with all the girls together.

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Ella got a hold of a chocolate egg a few days after Easter and she was very pleased with herself!

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On Mother's Day with my little women.

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Brian made me these pancakes.  How sweet.  For my present this year, I went out and bought myself a fun little crafty gadget that I've wanted for a looooong time.  One of the first things I made with it is........
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this sign for my front door!  Ugly, plain front door no more.
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Ella's been busy in Physical Therapy trying to get caught up with her motor skills.  She's doing really well, and just mastered crawling, which has resulted in my life becoming much harder!  Here she is at P.T.
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And here's my little crawler on the move
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She thinks she's pretty smart when she gets under the desk.
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These last few pics are from when my parents were here a few weeks ago and we went to the zoo.  This is the kids feeding the lorakeets.  Ella tried to feed them her finger.
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New baby teeth coming in!
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Kylee on the boat from Downtown Disney to the Port Orleans resort. 
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Got sidetracked here.  The girls getting buried at the beach. 
Makayla doesn't look as happy about it as Kylee was.

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Ok, this picture is blurry because it was nighttime in the Wilderness Lodge.  This resort was totally amazing.  We only saw it at night because we wanted to take the boat from there to the Magic Kingdom one night to watch the fireworks.  The resort is apparently built as a much larger replica as the Yellowstone Lodge.  They even have man-made geisers outside that go off.  So cool.  Of course, every resort had it's own original, ginormous Christmas tree.

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This is inside the Grand Floridian resort, which I think is the most expensive one.  Talk about breathtaking.  The inside feels like you just stepped into the greatest luxury hotel of the 1910's.  It totally reminded me of "Somewhere in Time."

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And this is the life-size gingerbread house inside the Grand Floridian.  There was even a small shop inside of it selling hot chocolate and treats!
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The pool outside the Polynesian Resort.  Definitely one of my favorite resorts.  It was a little chilly for swimming, but I really think we could have if we'd wanted to.
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Our group inside the Polynesian Resort.  I think I could live there.

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Our little family.

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The girls standing outside the Polynesian Resort next to an angry, wooden man.

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The pictures from here on down are at the Animal Kingdom Lodge.  We had lunch at one of the restaurants there, Sanaa.  They had such good food, and we could watch the animals walking around outside through the windows.

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Here's the view from our table watching the giraffes outside walking past the window. 

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Inside the main Lodge area.  So awesome.

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Brian doing some crafts with the girls in the lodge.  Bless you, Disney.

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In front of one of the Christmas trees.  The decorations were African-inspired and so amazing.

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Our family with my mom and dad, and aunt Carol.

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Watching the animals from the viewing deck outside.  There's this huge area outside where all these animals like giraffes, zebras, pelicans, wildebeasts and stuff roam around.  The whole resort area sort of wraps around it, so people in their rooms can go out on their balcony and watch the animals.  I could move in.  Totally.

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Sitting in front of the huge fire pit area, where the African workers do story-telling at night with the animals in the background.  I'm going for the story-telling next time, just watch me.

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Us with a zebra in the background.

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Me and my little pumpkin-headed baby.

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My dad with Kylee and Makayla

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I just had to put this picture in because it's so hilariously bad.  I won't feel bad if you laugh, because I do every time I see it.
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Brian and Makayla heading into the park

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The whole group in front of The Tree of Life


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Me and Makayla in front of the huge tree outside the entrance
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Our whole family meeting Minnie!  Ella didn't care, she was snoozing.

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The girls with Minnie

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When we were in the part of the park called Camp Minnie and Mickey, we came upon this outdoor area, where there were several Disney characters dancing and playing games with the kids.  The girls of course jumped in and had a great time for quite awhile.  We later found out that this sort of experience is pretty rare, since the characters only do this during the holidays.  Plus the fact that there were hardly any kids there made for an extra fun time.

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The girls meeting Turk - at least I think that's what her name is from Tarzan.


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Chip and Dale helping Makayla with the egg-on-a-spoon game.

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The girls with Goofy

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The girls meeting Daisy
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All of us wearing our goofy bug glasses, getting ready to go into the Bug's Life show.

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Since it was my birthday, Brian forced me to wear the birthday pin they give out.
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All my cute girls, in their cute Disney hats.

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Meeting Baloo and King Louie

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All of us getting ready to go on the safari.  Unless Makayla was meeting a character,
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My cute baby!

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Kylee, super stoked for the safari

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My cute hubby and baby on the safari

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I think this is when the driver of the safari jeep told us all to put our hands up when we were driving over the bridge.  Either that or she was calling for the waiter.

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We came up on this rhino and her baby (which was behind her) on the safari.  She just stopped in the road and looked at us for a minute before finally moving on.  My mom said that's the first time she's ever heard the driver sound nervous on the safari.

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The mom and baby rhino moving on (watch out for the ostrich eggs!)
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After the safari, we went on the jungle trails and stopped to watch this baby gorilla play for awhile.  She's about the size of Ella.
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Kylee in the jungle.


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Me and Kylee on Mt. Everest, which is the BEST ROLLER COASTER EVER!  Me and Brian went on it later that night and got stuck at the top for a few minutes.  Totally awesome.

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Leaving at the end of the night.  We were even still smiling!
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Getting in line for Mission:Space.  You see that sign I'm standing next to?  We chose to go on the "More Intense" version of the ride.  Would somebody please talk me out of that next time and point me in the direction of the line with all the grannies and kids in it?  I'm pretty sure nobody over 30 should be on the More Intense version.  It basically simulates the G-forces of a rocket ship launching into space.  Oh, and you're stuffed into a little capsule.  I'm just going to say that I was proud of myself for not having an accident.
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Obviously, the person who took our picture didn't quite understand that the whole reason we chose that place for a picture was because of the LARGE WHITE BALL in the background that we wanted to be photographed with.  But hey, at least we got an extra 10 feet of pavement in the picture.

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Getting ready to head back to the World Showcase.  Mickey and Minnie are made out of shrubs, in case you can't tell.  Sorry, I'm blocking Minnie.

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We got to ride Segways!  Which was actually pretty hard I have to say.  But very cool.

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Look, it's the ball again!  That proves we were there.

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Brian with France and Canada, I think, in the background.

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Just some snooty British guy in a snooty British phone booth.
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Me with the lake in the background.

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I took this  picture from the cafe table we were sitting at in France, looking at the
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Brian in Morocco.  I loved all the little shops and eating places in each country.  I kept thinking how hard it would be to enjoy with the kids there.

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Me with part of Japan behind me.  They had a super pretty garden.

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Brian in Japan.

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Both of us in front of the lake.  I really wish we could have taken some pictures of the fireworks display over the lake that night.  It was seriously the most amazing thing I've ever seen!
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Our Christmas tree, which just about fell over due to an overload of ornaments.  That's the tree skirt my mom made for us this year.  She also made us all some stockings.  Love them!&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;

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Kylee and Kristen Richards at our ward Christmas party, dancing like it's 1999.

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Kylee and Makayla singing at the ward Christmas party.  I was pretty surprised Makayla actually got up there!

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K and M in their angel costumes for the Nativity production at the ward party.

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Brian's birthday dinner.  I think we had shrimp.

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Ella discovering she REALLY likes ice cream

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Kylee's school Christmas program.  Can you find her?

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Kylee reading to Ella.

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Makayla with her little buddy, Ella

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We went to a sports store around here one night, where they had Santa and a bunch of stuff for kids to do.  Here's the kids ready to ride our new 4-wheelers out of there.  Yea right!

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Put your hands up for making us wear these ridiculous hats!

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Kylee found the perfect frying pan for me.  And yes, this really was for sale.

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This is THE PRECIOUS.  AKA: the Barbie house that me and Brian slaved and sweated over for the girls for many weeks.

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This may look like the girls discovering their new Barbie house on Christmas day, but it's actually Christmas Eve.  You see, we were going to leave for Florida on Christmas afternoon after opening presents, but due to a big storm rolling in, we decided to do presents on Christmas Eve, and then leave later that day.  The girls were just happy that Christmas was a day early.

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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least, Merry Christmas to me and Brian!!  This little beauty was waiting for us in my parents driveway in Florida (no, they didn't just give it to us, in case you were wondering).  Oh, it's about time we got a van, you say?  Yes, we know.
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Rainbow fruit salad to go with dinner.

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More Barbie stuff!

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This is the train table that Dad built.  Now they have somewhere to play with all their Thomas the Train stuff.  I'm sure going to miss yelling at them to pick that junk up.  Oh wait, no I'm not.

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An outdoor playhouse from Nana, which Kylee screamed over louder than Makayla.

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A ballerina dress-up from Grandma Olsen, which I don't think she's removed since her birthday.

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Rainbow birthday cake!  Don't look at the sides too carefully, I only had time to care about the top.
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My 3 little princesses

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Getting ready for her Princess party

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The cupcakes
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Decorating their crowns

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The princesses having a ball!

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Makayla blowing out the candles on her cupcake.  I thought it was funny that she picked what I considered to be the ugliest cupcake I decorated.  It was the last one, and I just didn't care anymore.  I guess I didn't have to do anything special after all!
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The girls at the zoo

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Ella's first trip to the zoo.  She was probably 2 weeks old.

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All these clothes are the result of a major fit that Makayla threw one day.  She literally emptied the entire dresser of all of hers and Kylee's clothes.  That was fun.

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Hello caterpillars, did you enjoy your gluttonous feast of my parsley?  Oh good, because I planted it just for you, ya know.

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Self-portrait, by Kylee

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Ella's first hike in the Snuggly.

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Self-portrait, by Makayla
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We ended up going to King's Island when Brian's mom and sister were here in July.  For some reason (probably the sleep deprivation again) I got talked into going.  It POURED the entire day.  Between the rain and the pain I was still in, I ended up leaving with the baby after lunch.  It was miserable.  Don't ever let your husband talk you into going to an amusement park a few weeks after you have surgery.

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Brian taking the girls on the log ride.  Really, they couldn't get more wet.

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My parents helped us re-do our tabletop while they were here.  It used to be glass, with a monstrous crack in it.  This is much better!
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At Parky's Farm
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Wow, she still has such a baby face! (sniff)

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Going to the Children's Museum

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At the Mt. Healthy pool

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Why are always such suckers for these animal-head pictures?

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My shrinking violet (there's a reason she's not in too many pictures)

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My not-shrinking-at-all violet (there's a reason she's in EVERY picture!)

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Logan just loved Kylee, and she loved to pretend to be his mom.

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I love this picture because it reminds me of the Hungry Hippos game we used to play as kids.  Sadly, one day my mom got quite irritated with us playing it while she was taking a nap, and finally fed up with the noise, she charged out of her room, grabbed the game, opened the front door and chucked it as hard as she could, where it bounced and crashed into a thousand pieces down the front walk.  I'm still in therapy over the incident.

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Playing on the swing set

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My sleepy baby
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All 3 girls have worn this blessing dress now.

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All ready to take on that first grade homework!

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Showing off the cute kitty backpack

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In front of her preschool (an old elementary school)

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Picking her up after school - she had a great time!

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And here's my Little Miss Smiley Blue Eyes!

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Makayla loves to feed Ella every chance she gets
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Posing with the girls' dolls - and yes, I'm aware that the
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If this isn't an Olsen face, I don't know what is!
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Just starting to smile a lot

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My 3 girls
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This was my first big one to bloom; the blooms are about 6-8 inches across.

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This is a smaller one, but I love the color.


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Another shot of one of the above purple ones, not quite fully bloomed.

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This yellow one is really fun

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This one just bloomed the other day and I'm totally loving it - plus it's HUGE!


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This one is my favorite, it's called Tahitian Sunrise - it's about 8 inches across in full bloom.

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Brian with my cherry tomato plant.  Isn't he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahvelous&lt;/span&gt;??
The plant, not Brian, although Brian is mahvelous too.
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Welcome to the world, Baby Ella!

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Meeting my baby for the first time.

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Bonding time with Mom.

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Getting her first taste of formula.

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Daddy and Ella

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Big sisters were sooo excited to meet Ella!

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The whole 5 family, as Kylee would say.

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Home from the hospital, with her flowers

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A smile at 5 days old!  Ok, she might have been dreaming...
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My big graduate!!

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Me and the girls.  Hey, it's the Rosenberg clan in the background!  Hi Rosenberg's!!

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Dad with his girls

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Kylee with her teacher, Mrs. Kober

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makayla always seems a little reluctant to let Kylee hug her.

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Last day of kindergarten.  1st grade-here she comes!
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Pull it out, push it out, WAAAAAAAY OUT!!


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Success at last!
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Another random picture, I know.  But nothing says summer like a butterfly
soaking up the rays on a leaf in your backyard!
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That darn bottom tooth of hers had been loose for so long I had practically forgotten about it!  One evening about a month ago, we went to pick up a futon we had found on Craig's List.  I was standing next to the car watching it being loaded up, when Kylee called from the window "Mom, my tooth is really loose!"  I took a quick look in her mouth, and sure enough her tooth was sticking straight out and it was turning black!  I told her not to touch it and we would yank it out as soon as we could.  So, on the way home we decided to stop at Wendy's for dinner.  We went into the lobby, and Brian got a napkin and yanked out the tooth right there on the spot.  Kylee was freaking out with excitement, and she ran into the bathroom so she could look in the mirror.  Brian and I were still standing in the lobby and we could hear her in the bathroom whooping and laughing and singing with happiness.  Oh man, I can't tell you how hard we were laughing!  I'm glad we were the only people in there, because even the people up at the counter could hear her and were laughing.  That night she was excited to put her tooth under her pillow, even though she wanted to keep her tooth.  I told her maybe the Tooth Fairy would leave the tooth for her, and she said, "But mom, I thought you said there were no such thing as fairies!"  DOH!!  Oh well, she got her dollar and got to keep her tooth and is super excited to lose more teeth.  Now if I could just get Makayla to stop asking me when her teeth are going to come out.  :)



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If you're wondering what that bump is on her left eyelid, it was an infected something-or-other that she had to use medicated drops for, but it's about gone now.

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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S_F2vMz8b7I/AAAAAAAABOY/9_5CUzobmcI/s1600/Kylee+loses+first+tooth+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S_F2vMz8b7I/AAAAAAAABOY/9_5CUzobmcI/s400/Kylee+loses+first+tooth+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472285575496888242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

This is a snake eating a rat at the zoo.  I thought it was a grody picture
and just wanted to throw it in.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-2097621811059196376?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2097621811059196376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=2097621811059196376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2097621811059196376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2097621811059196376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2010/05/kylees-tooth.html' title='Kylee&apos;s Tooth'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S_F2u8VKFbI/AAAAAAAABOQ/o0SU5bsGdn0/s72-c/Kylee+loses+first+tooth+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-799831490376520199</id><published>2010-04-14T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:07:59.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few of my Favorite Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One of my favorite things about spring is all the beautiful flowers, especially tulips.  I went ahead and planted a bunch of tulip bulbs last fall, and I've been so excited to see them coming up the past few weeks. The tulips and I had a photo shoot today so I could share how pretty they are.  I'm especially loving my walkway, where I planted purple phlox and purple tulips (and yeah, it probably doesn't make sense to do all this in a house we're renting, but hey, it's a lot of fun!)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phlox and tulips

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love these purple and yellow ones!  All the variations of tulips are so interesting.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S8YBR4Iqk0I/AAAAAAAABLQ/l2woOBTrxxE/s1600/tulips+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S8YBR4Iqk0I/AAAAAAAABLQ/l2woOBTrxxE/s400/tulips+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460053004871439170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-799831490376520199?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/799831490376520199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=799831490376520199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/799831490376520199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/799831490376520199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-of-my-favorite.html' title='A Few of my Favorite Things...'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S8YB_Q_O4VI/AAAAAAAABMI/29wosj3bHms/s72-c/tulips+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-6107329503052411166</id><published>2010-04-09T15:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:50:52.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fair Warning Disclaimer:  A Bumload of Adorable Pictures Below&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a great Easter this year (even with having no family around).  We started the weekend on Saturday, when we took the girls to the annual Easter egg hunt at the cemetary by our house.  Then we colored Easter eggs that night.  Sunday was a little busy, with all the Easter stuff and Conference and friends coming over for dinner, but it was a really beautiful and fun day, so I didn't mind.  Here's a little trip down memory lane:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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The girls showing off their haul at the egg hunt.  They were pretty excited opening
all the eggs to find the candy and toys inside.

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With the Easter Bunny.  I was pretty surprised that Makayla got this close!  (And is it just me, or does that Easter Bunny look like he's about to spew a few rainbows?)

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Me and my girls.  It was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LEETLE &lt;/span&gt;bright.

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The Potion Master hard at work coloring her Easter eggs.

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That egg dye is pretty powerful stuff - Kylee started transforming into the Hulk
before our very eyes!

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No, this isn't a Christmas picture that accidentally found it's way into the Easter picture file.  Let's just say we had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of honorary Easter bunnies this year!  While we and the girls greatly appreciated it, I was a little concerned when Kylee told Jenicca that the Easter Bunny didn't think she was quite as good as Santa thought she was this year, since she got more toys for Christmas.  :)
Each of the girls also got an Easter basket from our next door neighbor.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S7-QoYndNGI/AAAAAAAABJM/qpckeKbJz7s/s1600/Easter+2010+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S7-QoYndNGI/AAAAAAAABJM/qpckeKbJz7s/s400/Easter+2010+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458240296873440354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


Easter Morning

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The Easter Bunny thought the girls would look extra cute with sunbeams on their heads.

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Oh my goodness, can you believe how cute??

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We took the kids over to the cemetary that morning to take advantage of all the
pretty flowers and trees blooming.

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Yes, Kylee came up with this pose by herself.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supa' Star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
EGG-specting our newest little chick in just 2 1/2 months!!&lt;/span&gt;

(And yes, I let this picture be taken just so I could write that)
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Brian shoveling after the first snow storm.  This was back when he could actually smile about it.
We got about a foot, and we thought THAT was a lot!

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The kids ready for their first sledding adventure

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Brian created our own sledding hill out of our back porch steps.  The kids LOVED it!

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Brian also created a "snow cave" for the girls out of our patio table and chairs.  The entrance to the cave was under the chair right behind them.  Holy cow, did they love that snow cave! (Are you seeing a trend here?  I have just about the most creative husband ever!)

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Peeking out the entrance of the snow cave.

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This is not a picture of Makayla right after she biffed it in the snow - she's simply enjoying her favorite snack - fresh snow licked from the ground.

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However, this IS a picture of Makayla right after she biffed it in the snow.

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Exhibit A: the snow pile Brian made in our backyard after the first snow storm (made mainly with snow from our driveway).

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Exhibit B: the snow pile in the backyard after the 2nd snow storm (we figured we couldn't keep dumping the snow over the fence into our neighbor's yard!).  This isn't even as big as it got, and it ended up being a great sledding hill for the girls.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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Enjoying some yummy hot chocolate after one of our snow adventures.

THE END.
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By the way, am I the only one who has refused so far to give their kid a birthday party??  It seems like every parent I know throws these big birthday parties for their kids from the time they turn 3 or so, but I just HATE the idea of giving one for Kylee (maybe just because I've been to so many and they look like such a pain).  Does that make me horrible or what?  Maybe it's just because Kylee's birthday is right after the holidays and I'm so sick of parties and celebrating that I just don't care anymore.  I have a feeling I'm not going to get away with being a non-party thrower for long, though.......sigh.
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Makayla throwing her 2 mph ball.  We thought we might fall
asleep before it finally got to the end!

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It's a total fluke that I got this shot of Kylee biffing it
while she was throwing her ball.  I jerked the
camera and that's why it's blurry, but it's still
a funny picture!

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You can do it, Kylee!



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Kylee and her new Monkey.
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This was actually from the day we went to Downtown Disney.  We hopped on the ferry and went around to a few of the resorts, which was so fun!  This was outside of the Boardwalk resort (they have a real boardwalk with shops outside that we walked around).

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This was the gingerbread house on display inside the Boardwalk resort.  Everything is made from gingerbread and it's life size.  Nobody can say Disney goes halfway on anything!
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Kylee helping stuff her dinosaur
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kylee and Kyleesaurusrex
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying on princess crowns at the toy store
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Santa-Goofy!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still in the pirate spirit!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little princesses
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I really surprised Brian by getting him MarioKart for the Wii!

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Makayla showing off her new princess dress. 
She now lives in it.

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Both of the girls with their princess dresses.

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The girls "buying" their presents from each other with their new cash register.

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Makayla playing on her new bouncy ball
in her stylish glasses.
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Getting ready to get on the pirate ship

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This picture makes me laugh - Makayla just enjoying looking out the porthole with the wind in her face.

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As Kylee would say, "Aarrgghh, lady!"

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Kylee and Nana with their faces painted as pirates.

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Is this my dad or Jacques Cousteau??

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Makayla on the beach.

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Brian shelling in the water with the sunset in the background.

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Poor freezing Kylee
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-6936781507530223672?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/6936781507530223672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=6936781507530223672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/6936781507530223672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/6936781507530223672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sailing-high-seas.html' title='Sailing the High Seas'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S1CTGvYyCSI/AAAAAAAABBE/7LfihYS31PY/s72-c/December+2009+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-6802770313588953101</id><published>2010-01-14T18:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:38:19.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before we left for Florida to spend Christmas with Becky's parents, we had our own little Christmas here at home, where the kids got to open presents from mom and dad, and various family members who had sent their presents to us in Ohio before we left (knowing we wouldn't have very much room to take stuff back from Florida).  The girls got several games, a sit 'n spin, Kylee got a new car seat, Makayla got a new bike.  Ok, I can't remember what else.  :)
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Let's start with Halloween.  It was a lot of fun to be in a house this Halloween, so we didn't have to drive to a neighborhood somewhere to take the kids trick-or-treating.  I stayed home and passed out candy, while Brian took the kiddos out.  I have to say, I had some pretty scary girls this year - no princesses for them! (their choice, not mine)



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One of our pumpkins.  Pretty funny, huh?
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Cutest little dragon I ever saw in my life!

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My little witch and dragon.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-3840094196316851634?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3840094196316851634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=3840094196316851634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3840094196316851634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3840094196316851634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2010/01/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/S0J1UWJ4wmI/AAAAAAAABAc/hjcr2OtIWls/s72-c/SDC12318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-1884918387466749209</id><published>2009-11-11T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:42:51.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;My parents came up to see us (and drop off our new car) the beginning of October, and we had the opportunity to take them up to Kirtland to see the sights and of course the gorgeous fall colors.  Here's a few pictures of our trip.   Brian would like me to point out that he took all the pictures, as well as the big one at the top of our blog.  No, you can't hire him to do your wedding pictures.  Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJt5-8d6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x0DE0y77U-k/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402993230968813474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJt5-8d6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x0DE0y77U-k/s400/sep-oct+2009+170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Kirtland Temple.  I'd love to find out what flowers these were around the temple.  They were GOR-GE-OUS!&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJtGaOEWI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1zPblFkeuBo/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402993217124569442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJtGaOEWI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1zPblFkeuBo/s400/sep-oct+2009+147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; If you're a little confused by this picture, Kylee's standing in front of a pond with the reflection of the trees behind her.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJsfQK5KI/AAAAAAAAA_A/U5m6ihnFgHw/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402993206613435554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJsfQK5KI/AAAAAAAAA_A/U5m6ihnFgHw/s400/sep-oct+2009+137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey, look at that cool leaf on the ground!  Let's stare really hard at it until dad's done taking our picture, ok?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-1884918387466749209?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1884918387466749209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=1884918387466749209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1884918387466749209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1884918387466749209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-fall.html' title='I Love Fall'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SvtJt5-8d6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x0DE0y77U-k/s72-c/sep-oct+2009+170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-3335387197523476373</id><published>2009-11-02T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:02:31.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Disney on Ice recently came to town, so we took the girls a little before Makayla's birthday.  The girls wore their Disney hats and crowns, and absolutely LOVED the show!  Kylee was screaming and waving at the characters and jumping up and down in her seat the whole time.  It was pretty funny.  At the intermission, Makayla turned to me and held up 1 finger and said she wanted to watch "one more movie."  I think she thought she was watching a movie.  :)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dwCOZALI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2vYpZTURAnU/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399567189308670130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dwCOZALI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2vYpZTURAnU/s400/sep-oct+2009+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dvwchpqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-vC-rC7dHxU/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399567184536118946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dvwchpqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-vC-rC7dHxU/s400/sep-oct+2009+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dvrMdJKI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AzVl09cF5Zc/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399567183126537378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dvrMdJKI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AzVl09cF5Zc/s400/sep-oct+2009+075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-3335387197523476373?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3335387197523476373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=3335387197523476373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3335387197523476373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3335387197523476373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Su8dwCOZALI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2vYpZTURAnU/s72-c/sep-oct+2009+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-7743071236262214890</id><published>2009-10-21T19:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:24:59.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Makayla is 3 Years Old!</title><content type='html'>My baby is now 3 years old!  *sniff*  Where has the time gone?  It seems like just yesterday I was bringing her bald, screaming head home from the hospital.  Sorry.  Getting off topic here.  Anyways, we were by ourselves for Makayla's birthday, so we just had a fun little birthday party with our family. Makayla requested a blue puppy cake, so I tapped into my inner Martha Stewart and whipped out a Blue's Clues cake any kid would have been proud of.   :)

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bvIdPOfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/tfBAMwv2rD8/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395202112639416818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bvIdPOfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/tfBAMwv2rD8/s400/sep-oct+2009+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TA-DA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bv0zDNFI/AAAAAAAAA94/ycFiPV1P6rg/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395202124542063698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bv0zDNFI/AAAAAAAAA94/ycFiPV1P6rg/s400/sep-oct+2009+115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-jQK2YWHI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/zkCqQqiQZDY/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395210376798820466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-jQK2YWHI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/zkCqQqiQZDY/s400/sep-oct+2009+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bwn6vsjI/AAAAAAAAA-I/E3N1Mx7onyQ/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395202138264547890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bwn6vsjI/AAAAAAAAA-I/E3N1Mx7onyQ/s400/sep-oct+2009+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm judging from her face that the cake tasted as good as it looked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bvk9Ud7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/kJmkenA1y0w/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395202120290170802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bvk9Ud7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/kJmkenA1y0w/s400/sep-oct+2009+094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-jQWhzStI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Xl1oZEjVqJM/s1600-h/sep-oct+2009+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395210379933731538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-jQWhzStI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Xl1oZEjVqJM/s400/sep-oct+2009+109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla got a lot of fun presents, including a farm, with farm animals and cars from Grandma Olsen, a tool set (Dad wants to make sure his girls are the independent, strong, tool-wielding type), wooden blocks, a Barbie car and Ken, a "Kayla" doll,  a Puppy in my Pocket set, and a Tinkerbell wand and crown set from Nana Phillips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously, I'm gonna need to clean out the toy room before Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;

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&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/1434543945545959740-7743071236262214890?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7743071236262214890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=7743071236262214890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7743071236262214890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7743071236262214890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/10/makayla-is-3-years-old.html' title='Makayla is 3 Years Old!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/St-bvIdPOfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/tfBAMwv2rD8/s72-c/sep-oct+2009+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-3140415856124496839</id><published>2009-09-11T14:42:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:32:52.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back</title><content type='html'>As we get into another great school year, I just wanted to take a moment to look back on some of mine and Brian's old yearbook photos. First here's Brian:
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbaaYyL2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/4isuFVVV-3c/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283582909656930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbaaYyL2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/4isuFVVV-3c/s400/YearbookYourself_1950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Totally boss
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqbaw7XZGI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LOawtycaXMs/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283588960281698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqbaw7XZGI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LOawtycaXMs/s400/YearbookYourself_1958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Used all his mom's Crisco for this picture
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbbKQv9yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/N-_jNmjrx3U/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283595760858914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbbKQv9yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/N-_jNmjrx3U/s400/YearbookYourself_1972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lovable nerd &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb27WUllI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-PXPLs_xz60/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284072794035794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb27WUllI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-PXPLs_xz60/s400/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Long-hair phase
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3Di9hXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/6JGTVS-Mkcs/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284074994533746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3Di9hXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/6JGTVS-Mkcs/s400/YearbookYourself_1982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not sure about the afro

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3QXQxcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/PoLOKxL7_Cs/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284078435124674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3QXQxcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/PoLOKxL7_Cs/s400/YearbookYourself_1988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Business in front, party in the back &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3ykS9eI/AAAAAAAAA70/kYnlaseTOxo/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284087616599522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqqb3ykS9eI/AAAAAAAAA70/kYnlaseTOxo/s400/YearbookYourself_1996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Almost got the role of Zach on 'Saved by the Bell'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
And now for Becky's:

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0w8Ak35I/AAAAAAAAA78/SRZ_CO0LJ0U/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381826426920850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0w8Ak35I/AAAAAAAAA78/SRZ_CO0LJ0U/s400/YearbookYourself_1952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pin curls never go out of style

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0xCokyEI/AAAAAAAAA8E/yWg5RjJJ8eU/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381828205299778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0xCokyEI/AAAAAAAAA8E/yWg5RjJJ8eU/s400/YearbookYourself_1960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish I still had those wing-tip glasses!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0xe6C8fI/AAAAAAAAA8M/NMomukkXFs4/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381835794772466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0xe6C8fI/AAAAAAAAA8M/NMomukkXFs4/s400/YearbookYourself_1966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I could be Samantha's sister on Bewitched!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqaxywznII/AAAAAAAAA6k/tty99hCV2yU/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0x8sxThI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZQk0VQgCjJ0/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381843792154130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0x8sxThI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZQk0VQgCjJ0/s400/YearbookYourself_1968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gotta have my flower shirt like any decent hippie.



&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr1ovrM8mI/AAAAAAAAA8s/qb8Zh2MOlTk/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382785188721250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr1ovrM8mI/AAAAAAAAA8s/qb8Zh2MOlTk/s400/YearbookYourself_1962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This reminds me of my mom so much, it's scary.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqayG1mAxI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YHnkoSisVwA/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0yHq7oFI/AAAAAAAAA8c/TvnLc3fHGFM/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381846737231954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sqr0yHq7oFI/AAAAAAAAA8c/TvnLc3fHGFM/s400/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Farrah Fawcett stage
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbZzALqdI/AAAAAAAAA60/4jvgBEzTxfE/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283572337486290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbZzALqdI/AAAAAAAAA60/4jvgBEzTxfE/s400/YearbookYourself_1982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not sure if brunette is really my color
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbaBf07lI/AAAAAAAAA68/pZ46yMqe4a0/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283576228310610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbaBf07lI/AAAAAAAAA68/pZ46yMqe4a0/s400/YearbookYourself_1990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm pretty sure this is my actual 7th grade picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;






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&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/1434543945545959740-3140415856124496839?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3140415856124496839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=3140415856124496839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3140415856124496839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3140415856124496839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-back.html' title='A Look Back'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqqbaaYyL2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/4isuFVVV-3c/s72-c/YearbookYourself_1950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-6448322262633704181</id><published>2009-09-03T17:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:09:16.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Makayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I thought since Kylee's had so much attention with kindergarten that Makayla needed her own post.  My little Makayla will be 3 in a month, and this last year she has grown up so much.  She is such a beautiful, sweet-natured, happy little girl!  She may act like Kylee's little shadow a lot of the time, but she has such a funny little personality of her own that I've loved watching develop.  When she gets in a silly mood, her laugh is so hilarious we all can't help but laugh too!  She's a little ray of sunshine in our household, and I'm glad I'll have the opportunity to have some one-on-one time with her while Kylee is in school (being the 2nd child, she hasn't had a lot of that!).  Here's some recent pictures of my baby.... I mean, BIG GIRL (as she constantly reminds me)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqA7-3ySFmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/b0_1bKMrI_8/s1600-h/August+%2709+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377363906393151074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqA7-3ySFmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/b0_1bKMrI_8/s400/August+%2709+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqA7-EmQjoI/AAAAAAAAA50/VlhOJ-xH4Is/s1600-h/August+%2709+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377363892652510850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqA7-EmQjoI/AAAAAAAAA50/VlhOJ-xH4Is/s400/August+%2709+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-6448322262633704181?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/6448322262633704181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=6448322262633704181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/6448322262633704181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/6448322262633704181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/09/makayla.html' title='Makayla'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqA7-3ySFmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/b0_1bKMrI_8/s72-c/August+%2709+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4738566238089073175</id><published>2009-09-03T17:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:17:28.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylee starts Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can't believe it -  my little Kylee started Kindergarten!!  She was sooooo excited, which I was glad about, but I was still a little sad knowing that she will be gone all day 5 days a week.  Kylee's first day was a huge success, she loves her teacher and all the fun things they do.  When she got home she kept talking about her friend "Brooklyn."  I was glad she made a friend, until that night when she announced to Brian and me that she's going to marry Brooklyn when she grows up.  That's how we found out that Brooklyn is a boy!!  We told her not to even think about marrying anybody for 15 more years.  Jeesh!!  Isn't she a little young to be starting this?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here's my cute little school girl in her school uniform:
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvxjr-u3I/AAAAAAAAA5U/XMIVxBV7GAo/s1600-h/August+%2709+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377350483520174962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvxjr-u3I/AAAAAAAAA5U/XMIVxBV7GAo/s400/August+%2709+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyaFzndI/AAAAAAAAA5k/74rWGa8KRb0/s1600-h/August+%2709+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377350498124013010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyaFzndI/AAAAAAAAA5k/74rWGa8KRb0/s400/August+%2709+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyKEkvcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/0yHfB4yVTlo/s1600-h/August+%2709+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377350493823876546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyKEkvcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/0yHfB4yVTlo/s400/August+%2709+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyyEt3bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Qh5ok1Cl6Ak/s1600-h/August+%2709+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377350504561892786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvyyEt3bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Qh5ok1Cl6Ak/s400/August+%2709+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was me and Makayla after we dropped Kylee off.  Makayla cried all the way home, but only because she said she wanted to eat at Kylee's school, like we did the night of the open house.  I was worried she would have a hard time with Kylee gone, but she seems to be doing great.  I think she enjoys having the toy room to herself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-4738566238089073175?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4738566238089073175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4738566238089073175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4738566238089073175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4738566238089073175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/09/kylee-starts-kindergarten.html' title='Kylee starts Kindergarten'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SqAvxjr-u3I/AAAAAAAAA5U/XMIVxBV7GAo/s72-c/August+%2709+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4547294305018392374</id><published>2009-08-20T13:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:01:33.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian's Parents Come to Visit</title><content type='html'>We had the great privelage of having Brian's parents come and visit us the end of July for one crazy, fun-filled, whirlwind week. As Kylee would say, "It's a miracle." It was great to have family come visit us, especially since we don't get to see family very often, and we usually just sit here all sad and lonely (sniff). Even though we were dead tired by the time they left, we had so much fun, and we're so glad they came to see us! So, anybody else wanna come visit? We'll show ya a good time, I promise. :) By the way, these pictures are in backwards order of when we did stuff. I was just too lazy to switch them around.

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kTlPNGQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/oIPnDmZAZ1U/s1600-h/July+09+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130586843224322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kTlPNGQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/oIPnDmZAZ1U/s400/July+09+260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellen in front of the big bat statue at the Louisville Slugger museum, where they make....can you guess? Louisville Slugger bats!

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kTLolLqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/QDDioOQy-y0/s1600-h/July+09+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130579970338466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kTLolLqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/QDDioOQy-y0/s400/July+09+256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls showing off their souvenir bats from the museum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kSxgHo4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/SGh5zbREIto/s1600-h/July+09+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130572955526018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kSxgHo4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/SGh5zbREIto/s400/July+09+237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian with Kylee who's holding some old famous baseball player's bat (can't remember whose it was)

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iDpeMXFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/9bJhcOl1TWU/s1600-h/July+09+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128114078669906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iDpeMXFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/9bJhcOl1TWU/s400/July+09+232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian imitating the great Babe Ruth at the museum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kUDNCCeI/AAAAAAAAA40/idXTpx_BZ9o/s1600-h/July+09+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130594887174626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kUDNCCeI/AAAAAAAAA40/idXTpx_BZ9o/s400/July+09+225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla took this picture of us in Brown County. Child prodigee!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iDPWFnXI/AAAAAAAAA4M/zUtf7ZlY0lE/s1600-h/July+09+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128107065351538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iDPWFnXI/AAAAAAAAA4M/zUtf7ZlY0lE/s400/July+09+144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian and his dad at the Cincinnati Reds game. They lost, as usual.  Nice matching Utah shirts, boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2lOg5wJgI/AAAAAAAAA48/HMP0g342pjQ/s1600-h/July+09+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131599291786754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2lOg5wJgI/AAAAAAAAA48/HMP0g342pjQ/s400/July+09+140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellen and the girls. Isn't this picture adorable?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iCKxRqRI/AAAAAAAAA30/gZezoNjuY8w/s1600-h/July+09+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128088657340690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iCKxRqRI/AAAAAAAAA30/gZezoNjuY8w/s400/July+09+116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Ellen, and Makayla at the Johnson farm in Kirtland. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iCaonZ4I/AAAAAAAAA38/i6CW0bo2JqA/s1600-h/July+09+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372128092915984258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2iCaonZ4I/AAAAAAAAA38/i6CW0bo2JqA/s400/July+09+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of us, except Brian, on one of the Ohio river cruises, with the skyline of Cincy in the background. Brian had to work most days, poor thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2lO1XoJJI/AAAAAAAAA5E/FQtmF_nAq54/s1600-h/July+09+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372131604785800338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2lO1XoJJI/AAAAAAAAA5E/FQtmF_nAq54/s400/July+09+266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This pretty much sums up how we all felt after dropping off my in-laws in Louisville when they flew out. Yep, that's Makayla sleeping under there.&lt;/p&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/1434543945545959740-4547294305018392374?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4547294305018392374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4547294305018392374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4547294305018392374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4547294305018392374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/08/brians-parents-come-to-visit.html' title='Brian&apos;s Parents Come to Visit'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/So2kTlPNGQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/oIPnDmZAZ1U/s72-c/July+09+260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4004490550659533554</id><published>2009-08-08T20:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:31:04.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kY-ulXBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/P7yRtskD2cg/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a few pictures from our fun, but HOT, day at the Magic Kingdom.  Along with our family, Matt, Aline, Nancy, and Bruno went.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kYrMgHxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/jZfc101Lirs/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iyYxG-BI/AAAAAAAAA28/pw_ASA88nbc/s1600-h/IMG_5426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367766054909442066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iyYxG-BI/AAAAAAAAA28/pw_ASA88nbc/s400/IMG_5426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The 4 of us in front of the castle.  If you're wondering why there's a cloud of smoke in front of the castle, that's from the show that was going on in front of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kYUoF2WI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5xNCPZmCOQw/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367767806144534882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kYUoF2WI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5xNCPZmCOQw/s400/Florida+June+09+377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee and Makayla in front of Mickey's house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kYKc-BrI/AAAAAAAAA3U/3box0AOLeBA/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367767803413530290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4kYKc-BrI/AAAAAAAAA3U/3box0AOLeBA/s400/Florida+June+09+295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iytC-2yI/AAAAAAAAA3M/_DcBhEFejbs/s1600-h/IMG_5494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367766060353116962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iytC-2yI/AAAAAAAAA3M/_DcBhEFejbs/s400/IMG_5494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla, Nancy, Aline, and Kylee

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iyeELNqI/AAAAAAAAA3E/knsRRKf3Qdg/s1600-h/IMG_5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367766056331589282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iyeELNqI/AAAAAAAAA3E/knsRRKf3Qdg/s400/IMG_5337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4XcvSjDDI/AAAAAAAAA20/YVCmkbZ7n5M/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367753588370246706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4XcvSjDDI/AAAAAAAAA20/YVCmkbZ7n5M/s400/Florida+June+09+305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WyvqiNII/AAAAAAAAA2s/IfzRNIF4IyE/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752866916349058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WyvqiNII/AAAAAAAAA2s/IfzRNIF4IyE/s400/Florida+June+09+352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4Wx4EyR0I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ozr5LJkwdgg/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752851994068802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4Wx4EyR0I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ozr5LJkwdgg/s400/Florida+June+09+368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4Wxu0W8RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iBM1Goqq-4g/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752849509249298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4Wxu0W8RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iBM1Goqq-4g/s400/Florida+June+09+364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Brian, Matt, Bruno, and Kylee on Splash Mountain (Kylee was behind Brian)

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WxUtC8GI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1PyMWJCsRFs/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752842499256418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WxUtC8GI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1PyMWJCsRFs/s400/Florida+June+09+300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to pull out the Sword in the Stone &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WyZurB7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/rM5sjDNqdMI/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367752861028124594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4WyZurB7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/rM5sjDNqdMI/s400/Florida+June+09+416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Light Parade that night.&lt;/p&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/1434543945545959740-4004490550659533554?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4004490550659533554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4004490550659533554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4004490550659533554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4004490550659533554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/08/disney-world.html' title='Disney World'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sn4iyYxG-BI/AAAAAAAAA28/pw_ASA88nbc/s72-c/IMG_5426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-5243485019432056403</id><published>2009-07-15T13:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:47:26.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World!</title><content type='html'>A miracle has happened - I finally got motivated to put up our pictures from Sea World.  Because of the passes we bought, we ended up going to Sea World &lt;strong&gt;4 times&lt;/strong&gt;, so we ended up with a couple hundred pictures!  So you can imagine why I've been overwhelmed at the thought of trying to post some pictures.  I'm just warning you, there are probably a couple dozen pictures here, so if you don't give a hoot what we did at Sea World, you'd better exit now!  :)
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lUnlNklI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fQAa_d95CsA/s1600-h/IMG_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358761642770141778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lUnlNklI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fQAa_d95CsA/s400/IMG_4049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of us at Sea World - well, before Matt and Aline got there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4mxB0OWeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/loseg8Qh8mA/s1600-h/IMG_4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358763230360394210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4mxB0OWeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/loseg8Qh8mA/s400/IMG_4255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls with Elmo after the Elmo show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lVWc5oiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hcB0hpzDXIQ/s1600-h/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358761655351747106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lVWc5oiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hcB0hpzDXIQ/s400/IMG_4227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was at the dolphin nursery, where pregnant moms up to 1 year old dolphins are kept on display in their own little pool.  This little guy kept showing off for us.  It was so much fun watching these little ones!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lU-97ceI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5QiPQ1HTW8g/s1600-h/IMG_4214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358761649047826914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lU-97ceI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5QiPQ1HTW8g/s400/IMG_4214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think this is the same dolphin as above - he actually flung himself up on this rock and posed for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XnUh-ADI/AAAAAAAAAxs/oAoHGtBcwfA/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746570910990386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XnUh-ADI/AAAAAAAAAxs/oAoHGtBcwfA/s400/Florida+June+09+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a new mom with her 4 day old baby dolphin.  So adorable!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V2iubA_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/S_pW3d0tgt0/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358744633396102130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V2iubA_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/S_pW3d0tgt0/s400/Florida+June+09+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Shamu show, which was so incredible!  We saw it twice, and got some great pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4mxpJk4CI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kVWoNpQvU_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358763240918933538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4mxpJk4CI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kVWoNpQvU_Y/s400/IMG_4392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fjfyY76I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GV1zwp_O96Y/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358755301306199970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fjfyY76I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GV1zwp_O96Y/s400/Florida+June+09+269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee was so excited when we got splashed by Shamu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fi1-U-WI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HipZgxokYEs/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358755290081982818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fi1-U-WI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HipZgxokYEs/s400/Florida+June+09+261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fiRsBDpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ceElnE5nDjw/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358755280341503634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fiRsBDpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ceElnE5nDjw/s400/Florida+June+09+258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fh0oNzAI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kr8VJC1g1o4/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358755272540933122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fh0oNzAI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kr8VJC1g1o4/s400/Florida+June+09+252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XmlhAyPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/XhWQv4QjFMk/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746558290512114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XmlhAyPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/XhWQv4QjFMk/s400/Florida+June+09+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla sitting on Grandpa's lap during the show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fhpX-m-I/AAAAAAAAAyw/rFR7oGvIEFw/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358755269520038882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4fhpX-m-I/AAAAAAAAAyw/rFR7oGvIEFw/s400/Florida+June+09+236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone waiting for the show to start.  I'm pretty sure they only look miserable because it was hotter than the blazing depths of heck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V1gfIVKI/AAAAAAAAAw0/c1Ovgu23Z4o/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358744615615222946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V1gfIVKI/AAAAAAAAAw0/c1Ovgu23Z4o/s400/Florida+June+09+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us learning how to feed the sting rays.  Sounds kind of freaky, but it was SO FUN!  I liked it even more than feeding the dolphins.  You stick the fish between your 2 fingers, hold your hand under the water, then a sting ray comes by and sucks the fish right out of your hand.  It feels so funny you can't help but laugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y-n4f3wI/AAAAAAAAAyU/o6OB0FUrBSQ/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358748070754377474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y-n4f3wI/AAAAAAAAAyU/o6OB0FUrBSQ/s400/Florida+June+09+201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y_BvqdPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/wvNkXaLE8_g/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358748077696644338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y_BvqdPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/wvNkXaLE8_g/s400/Florida+June+09+219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this picture, it looks like this sting ray's gonna eat Makayla's arm!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y-JeIqeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/t8cNFJdwnkQ/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358748062590740962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y-JeIqeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/t8cNFJdwnkQ/s400/Florida+June+09+199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee trying to get brave enough to touch one of the sting rays&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4gcpF6xoI/AAAAAAAAAzY/pfvsUGCxECE/s1600-h/IMG_3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358756283056572034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4gcpF6xoI/AAAAAAAAAzY/pfvsUGCxECE/s400/IMG_3975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Makayla feeding the dolphins.  You would think this would be funner than feeding sting rays, but the dolphins don't really like to be touched, and the Sea World employees yell at you for every little thing, so it wasn't as fun as I thought it would be.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y9yjRyXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/6XrxYfnhg4E/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358748056438294898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4Y9yjRyXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/6XrxYfnhg4E/s400/Florida+June+09+152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This funny little sea lion was waiting for us to feed it something.  Sorry buddy, we spent all our money on the sting rays.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XntZ4UnI/AAAAAAAAAx0/coOpWsgYoyY/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746577587950194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4XntZ4UnI/AAAAAAAAAx0/coOpWsgYoyY/s400/Florida+June+09+100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A mom and baby mantee. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V3AI-j3I/AAAAAAAAAxU/gXhRxU3_dkk/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358744641292111730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V3AI-j3I/AAAAAAAAAxU/gXhRxU3_dkk/s400/Florida+June+09+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These silly little birds were all over the place trying to beg food from people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4iU4lx28I/AAAAAAAAAzg/XsExlUsEamA/s1600-h/IMG_3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758348801039298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4iU4lx28I/AAAAAAAAAzg/XsExlUsEamA/s400/IMG_3991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jenicca, Jason, Logan and Kylee in this cave thing where they had all sorts of aquariums.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4iVT_m9AI/AAAAAAAAAzo/RuQY0eCcVws/s1600-h/IMG_3999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758356157133826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4iVT_m9AI/AAAAAAAAAzo/RuQY0eCcVws/s400/IMG_3999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one of the aquariums in the cave where the kids can pop their heads up and view the fish from "inside" the aquarium.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V2cfYyLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jM9YSbXzzCU/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358744631722428594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V2cfYyLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jM9YSbXzzCU/s400/Florida+June+09+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4V1gfIVKI/AAAAAAAAAw0/c1Ovgu23Z4o/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&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/1434543945545959740-5243485019432056403?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5243485019432056403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5243485019432056403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5243485019432056403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5243485019432056403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/07/sea-world.html' title='Sea World!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/Sl4lUnlNklI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fQAa_d95CsA/s72-c/IMG_4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-5440764711953439771</id><published>2009-07-01T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:26:09.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Bums (and Aquatica)</title><content type='html'>Of course, you can't go to Florida without going to the beach, so we had one really fun beach day. The water was soooo warm!! We had an awesome experience while we were swimming. We noticed some large shadows moving towards us in the water, and at first my mom thought they were sting rays, but then somebody else shouted that they were manatees. We moved closer to them, and sure enough, there were 2 manatees swimming right by us. You're not supposed to touch them because they're protected, but we saw their heads come up for air. Talk about awesome! We ended up also seeing several large sting rays in the water that day, but they just fly right by you, so you can't really get a good look at them. It was probably the funnest time I've ever had at a beach (and that's really saying something!)  Also, I'm throwing in the only 2 pictures we took at Aquatica (the Sea World water park).  We went to the water park twice, but for some reason we only took 2 pictures - maybe because water and cameras don't mix.    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKq434SpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Hmbmhs7tr5o/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353665788974221970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKq434SpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Hmbmhs7tr5o/s400/Florida+June+09+173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aline with Kylee and Makayla - just look at that cute pregnant belly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKrv5SnUI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UddnB__tDcQ/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353665803744091458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKrv5SnUI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UddnB__tDcQ/s400/Florida+June+09+168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKrCS9ZVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Iwc4LOon43E/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353665791503721810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKrCS9ZVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Iwc4LOon43E/s400/Florida+June+09+169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKr_O2I5I/AAAAAAAAAv8/D3auWXuchXU/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353665807861031826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKr_O2I5I/AAAAAAAAAv8/D3auWXuchXU/s400/Florida+June+09+174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa going down the waterslide with Makayla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKsceQj2I/AAAAAAAAAwE/TOf7LPLuiDQ/s1600-h/Florida+June+09+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353665815710306146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKsceQj2I/AAAAAAAAAwE/TOf7LPLuiDQ/s400/Florida+June+09+177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls going down the waterslide by themselves - they LOVED it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;




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&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/1434543945545959740-5440764711953439771?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5440764711953439771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5440764711953439771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5440764711953439771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5440764711953439771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-bums-and-aquatica.html' title='Beach Bums (and Aquatica)'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkwKq434SpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Hmbmhs7tr5o/s72-c/Florida+June+09+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-6707880964103887956</id><published>2009-06-28T22:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:52:59.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown Disney Date</title><content type='html'>Brian and I took the opportunity to have a date night while we were in Florida, so we headed over to one of our favorite spots, Downtown Disney/Pleasure Island. We ate at the Rainforest Cafe, had dessert at Ghiradelli, and just enjoyed the fun atmosphere of Downtown Disney at night. &lt;div&gt;
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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkLTkqEPQUI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cuNZ6reyo5A/s400/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aline with her mom Nancy, and Kylee (Baby Alex arriving this fall)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkLS0zVNCDI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ikhqzMlVe0A/s1600-h/IMG_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351071111843743794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkLS0zVNCDI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ikhqzMlVe0A/s400/IMG_4270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jenicca and Nana with the grandkids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkLUT77TheI/AAAAAAAAAss/hIpmSrwPOvo/s1600-h/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072746238608866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SkLUT77TheI/AAAAAAAAAss/hIpmSrwPOvo/s400/IMG_4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad trying on his Father's Day gift - now he can get serious about finding shells at Santa Bell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;








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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SiKctIKkgAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/r6KAdz2ln6A/s1600-h/kitty+and+girls+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342004407114694658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SiKctIKkgAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/r6KAdz2ln6A/s400/kitty+and+girls+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SiKctXB1WBI/AAAAAAAAArA/REqMFkgmJyA/s1600-h/kitty+and+girls+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342004411104581650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SiKctXB1WBI/AAAAAAAAArA/REqMFkgmJyA/s400/kitty+and+girls+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves to sleep on Brian's laptop - probably cuz it gets so warm.  So cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&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/1434543945545959740-5787757961520998199?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5787757961520998199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5787757961520998199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5787757961520998199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5787757961520998199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-kittyagain.html' title='New Kitty....Again'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SiKctIKkgAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/r6KAdz2ln6A/s72-c/kitty+and+girls+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4979935514922725275</id><published>2009-05-21T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:15:48.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirtland</title><content type='html'>After our super-crappy week last week, I REALLY needed to get the heck out of here for a few days. Brian had to go to a conference in Cleveland on Thursday and Friday, so I packed up myself and the girls and headed up there to meet him on Friday. We stayed in a hotel that night, and then we spent all day Saturday at Kirtland. We've been wanting to go for awhile, so this was the perfect excuse. The town was even more beautiful than I thought it would be, and we really enjoyed all the sites and tours.  I was so glad we went - it was so nice being in a place where so many important and wonderful things happened in the history of our church.  A lot of our pictures turned out blurry - probably because of the rain - but here's a few: &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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-7wIdxyI/AAAAAAAAApw/59GdOVjrHLE/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382867059558178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-7wIdxyI/AAAAAAAAApw/59GdOVjrHLE/s400/Kirtland+May+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Kirtland Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8NeNw6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/4muuvTgdfzo/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382874935411618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8NeNw6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/4muuvTgdfzo/s400/Kirtland+May+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A memorial to the members of the Smith family who died in Kirtland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8pYUxVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iMJRrt4Silo/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382882426897746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8pYUxVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iMJRrt4Silo/s400/Kirtland+May+09+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The original Newel K. Whitney store.  Joseph and Emma's family lived in the top of the store for 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8DrOOVI/AAAAAAAAAqA/raN2kKnLZ_U/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382872305613138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8DrOOVI/AAAAAAAAAqA/raN2kKnLZ_U/s400/Kirtland+May+09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was basically the Smith's living room at the top of the Whitney store, where many revelations were received by Joseph, such as the Word of Wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8XRLb6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kQdJp7NH6Cg/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382877565087650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-8XRLb6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kQdJp7NH6Cg/s400/Kirtland+May+09+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sawmill and ashery-important for building the temple and commerce for the Saints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW_eTaHtuI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EdwcohsaOOA/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338383460644402914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW_eTaHtuI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EdwcohsaOOA/s400/Kirtland+May+09+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Johnson farm, about 30 miles outside of Kirtland, where Joseph and Emma's family lived for about a year.  Many important revelations were also received here, such as the vision Joseph and Sidney Rigdon had of the 3 degrees of glory (D&amp;amp;C 76).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW_eiT_O6I/AAAAAAAAAqg/TdYdZ5lVIEQ/s1600-h/Kirtland+May+09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338383464645213090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW_eiT_O6I/AAAAAAAAAqg/TdYdZ5lVIEQ/s400/Kirtland+May+09+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't going to put this picture in because it's so blurry, but this is us standing on the front steps of the Johnson farm.  These are the very steps that Joseph stood on to preach from, the morning after he was dragged out of his bed by a mob and tarred and feathered.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This farm was one of our favorite places we visited - there was such a great spirit there.&lt;/div&gt;






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&lt;div align="center"&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/1434543945545959740-4979935514922725275?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4979935514922725275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4979935514922725275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4979935514922725275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4979935514922725275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/kirtland.html' title='Kirtland'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/ShW-7wIdxyI/AAAAAAAAApw/59GdOVjrHLE/s72-c/Kirtland+May+09+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-2212487191971599930</id><published>2009-05-13T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:11:53.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lost Tigger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We very sadly lost our little kitty Tigger yesterday in an accident at our house. Even though we only had him a short time, we all loved him and will miss him very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgrGwVwXmZI/AAAAAAAAApo/eZ9vbVEBJSg/s1600-h/new+kitty+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335295242349812114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgrGwVwXmZI/AAAAAAAAApo/eZ9vbVEBJSg/s400/new+kitty+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love you Tigger!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-2212487191971599930?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2212487191971599930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=2212487191971599930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2212487191971599930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2212487191971599930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-lost-tigger.html' title='Our Lost Tigger'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgrGwVwXmZI/AAAAAAAAApo/eZ9vbVEBJSg/s72-c/new+kitty+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4188910816657440</id><published>2009-05-12T16:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:07:15.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Haul</title><content type='html'>I've been preaching about coupons for awhile now and how much money you can save by using them, so I decided to show off the awesome haul I got today - all with the use of my coupons! And might I add that they were all printable coupons I used, available to everyone with a computer! So let this be a lesson to all the nay-sayers out there who say you really can't save much money with coupons.  I beg to differ!  All of the items in the picture below cost me a grand total of &lt;strong&gt;$23&lt;/strong&gt; plus tax.......TOTAL. Pretty sweet, huh? I saved $108!!  I know the picture is a little blurry, so here's what I got:  8 boxes of cereal, 4 bottles of salad dressing, 5 jars of mayo, 5 jars of miracle whip, 10 packages of hot dogs (2 not pictured), 2 boxes of graham crackers, 2 boxes of Ritz, 2 boxes of wheat thins, and 3 blocks of cheese. 


&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgnjqCtHiGI/AAAAAAAAApg/LzsgUkmRdM8/s1600-h/caterpillar+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045545017182306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgnjqCtHiGI/AAAAAAAAApg/LzsgUkmRdM8/s400/caterpillar+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now get out there and print your coupons!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-4188910816657440?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4188910816657440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4188910816657440' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4188910816657440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4188910816657440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-haul.html' title='My Haul'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgnjqCtHiGI/AAAAAAAAApg/LzsgUkmRdM8/s72-c/caterpillar+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-604378710940830993</id><published>2009-05-05T18:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:14:25.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's some pictures showing what we've been up to the past few weeks:&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0CcbrpI/AAAAAAAAAog/JVNRaCVbyU4/s1600-h/new+kitty+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332479456606662290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0CcbrpI/AAAAAAAAAog/JVNRaCVbyU4/s320/new+kitty+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian and the munchkins playing soccer in the back yard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0b-14JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/wKNaka7qWF4/s1600-h/new+kitty+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332479463461871762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0b-14JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/wKNaka7qWF4/s320/new+kitty+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't this picture great?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0u4nMrI/AAAAAAAAAow/iyb_jsDDn-o/s1600-h/new+kitty+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332479468536017586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0u4nMrI/AAAAAAAAAow/iyb_jsDDn-o/s320/new+kitty+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian reading stories to the kiddies (get it?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0zrdqBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ndK4as3XiOo/s1600-h/new+kitty+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332479469823043602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0zrdqBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ndK4as3XiOo/s320/new+kitty+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For some reason, our silly cat loves to lay right here on Brian.  Looks comfy, huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF1PP24DI/AAAAAAAAApA/490kyptNsIo/s1600-h/new+kitty+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332479477223448626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF1PP24DI/AAAAAAAAApA/490kyptNsIo/s320/new+kitty+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The flippin' sweet patio table I found on Craig's List for $20 - it's bigger than our kitchen table!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGb3XgC8I/AAAAAAAAApI/1b6k0Rj-cBs/s1600-h/new+kitty+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332480140827954114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGb3XgC8I/AAAAAAAAApI/1b6k0Rj-cBs/s320/new+kitty+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another day at the zoo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGcG9wqmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/2KjcC9D_Xzo/s1600-h/new+kitty+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332480145014958690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGcG9wqmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/2KjcC9D_Xzo/s320/new+kitty+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGcbgUHOI/AAAAAAAAApY/gfLX_8_F5JU/s1600-h/new+kitty+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332480150528597218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDGcbgUHOI/AAAAAAAAApY/gfLX_8_F5JU/s320/new+kitty+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was the best picture we could get of the girls in their dresses from Matt and Aline.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So typical.





&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-604378710940830993?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/604378710940830993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=604378710940830993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/604378710940830993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/604378710940830993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-fun-pictures.html' title='Some fun pictures'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SgDF0CcbrpI/AAAAAAAAAog/JVNRaCVbyU4/s72-c/new+kitty+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4168742174718656383</id><published>2009-04-24T15:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:48:13.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to Brian....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I realize it isn't Father's Day, or Brian's birthday or anything, but I just wanted to write a little post about how awesome he is, and how much I love his guts. He'll probably be wondering what it is that I want when he reads this, but honestly, I was just thinking the other day about all the great things he does for us, and how lucky I am to have him for a hubby. Before this gets too corny, here's my list of just some of the things I love about Brian (and you might be surprised): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

1. He's a wicked great organizer. Seriously, better than me! You should see our basement, garage, and food storage. It's awesome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

2. He can fix anything. And I mean ANYTHING. When we lived with my parents, he fixed their gas stove, patio umbrella, and toilet. If this Psychology stuff doesn't work out, we're gonna open our own Handy-man business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

3. He loves to go shopping with me. I promise! Not only that, but he insists that he go shopping with me if I need to buy pants. He knows I'll get really angry and depressed and eat an entire carton of ice cream if I don't have him there to tell me how great I look. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

4. He's a girl's guy. Almost all of his friends are girls, and some of his best friends have been old ladies. I guess it comes from being raised with so many sisters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

5. He's not afraid to do all the gross jobs around the house like cleaning the toilet, taking out the garbage, cleaning up cat diarrhea, stuff like that. Of course, he agreed to it before we got married.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. He has endless patience. Well, it might not be endless, but it's a heck of a lot more than I have, so it seems endless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. He's a fantastic dad. He's always got tricks up his sleeve for keeping the kids happy and busy. And he's always willing to play one more game of Candy-Land with them after I've fallen into a coma from sheer boredom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. He's amazingly smart without hardly trying. I know his sisters wonder how he even graduated from high school, since he claims to have never read a book in high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. He loves to have fun and go on adventures with me and the kids. Me and Brian seriously have the funnest time together. Or is it MOST FUN??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. He tells me I'm the best thing that ever happened to him. Enough said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-4168742174718656383?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4168742174718656383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4168742174718656383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4168742174718656383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4168742174718656383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/04/heres-to-brian.html' title='Here&apos;s to Brian....'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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-1434543945545959740.post-1752271892289368813</id><published>2009-04-16T15:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:45:49.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian's new son</title><content type='html'>We'd like to introduce you to Tigger, our new 9-week-old kitty, or as I call him, Brian's new son. We got him last night from a small pet store around the corner from us. We've been promising the kids that we would get a pet when we got into a house, and we thought about all sorts of animals, but ultimately decided on a kitty. He seems like a fun little guy so far, and the kids are definitely way too much in love with him! He's already learned to hide from the kids under our bed. Here's some pictures from Tigger's first photo shoot: &lt;div&gt;
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&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/1434543945545959740-1752271892289368813?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1752271892289368813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=1752271892289368813' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1752271892289368813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1752271892289368813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/04/brians-new-son.html' title='Brian&apos;s new son'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeeKYctO5VI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kFsgLF_4iZ4/s72-c/new+kitty+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4119827848034546436</id><published>2009-04-14T15:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:46:01.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new house</title><content type='html'>So, I'm finally getting around to putting up pictures of our new place. The inside is looking pretty cute, so now I'm concentrating on getting the outside looking as cute. The owners said we can do whatever we want to the yard, so I don't need any more encouragement than that! I've started planting flowers, and I can't wait until May to get started on my garden. I'm not quite ready to take pictures of the outside, but here's some of the inside: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnAEeeZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/07IwZs0wKkg/s1600-h/Easter+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324633117655202194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnAEeeZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/07IwZs0wKkg/s320/Easter+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnnlj2LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NAyVR7QLvKM/s1600-h/Easter+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324633128262949042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnnlj2LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NAyVR7QLvKM/s320/Easter+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTln_60wuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Xdz670Cq1to/s1600-h/Easter+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324633134794588898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTln_60wuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Xdz670Cq1to/s320/Easter+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmc7wAF9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/sKyxN1K6mbc/s1600-h/Easter+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634044208519122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmc7wAF9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/sKyxN1K6mbc/s320/Easter+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmbUtUBtI/AAAAAAAAAns/fkd6IQTkvG4/s1600-h/Easter+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634016548390610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmbUtUBtI/AAAAAAAAAns/fkd6IQTkvG4/s320/Easter+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnS-FvsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/4Bcd3MuZ4LE/s1600-h/Easter+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324633122728689346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnS-FvsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/4Bcd3MuZ4LE/s320/Easter+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls play room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmdIxF9PI/AAAAAAAAAn8/831_YnZmqhA/s1600-h/misc+March+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634047702758642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTmdIxF9PI/AAAAAAAAAn8/831_YnZmqhA/s320/misc+March+09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom made the bedspreads and curtains for the girls' room, and they turned out so cute!  Thanks mom!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;





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&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/1434543945545959740-4119827848034546436?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4119827848034546436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4119827848034546436' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4119827848034546436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4119827848034546436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-new-house.html' title='Our new house'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTlnAEeeZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/07IwZs0wKkg/s72-c/Easter+2009+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-2062051643010371440</id><published>2009-04-14T14:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:24:08.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>Easter was pretty low key for us this year - just our family - but it was great being together! The week before Easter there was an Easter egg hunt at the cemetary a few blocks away from our house (I know, sounds creepy, but it's actually really pretty, and kind of like a park), so since Brian was out of town, I took the girls over by myself to get eggs and meet the Easter bunny. I got a few cute pictures. Then the day before Easter, our ward had a primary activity for the kids at the church, which was making an Easter bag, and then going on an egg hunt. The girls had a lot of fun. Later that afternoon, we went to the zoo. The weather was a little brisk, but it was so sunny and pretty outside that I didn't mind. Then that evening we colored eggs. I have to admit, Brian had to talk me into it, because I don't like coloring eggs with kids. Horrible of me, right? I just hate how big of a mess it makes for the whole 10 minutes it takes to color the eggs. And then getting the dye off of our fingers.....ugh. But hey, who am I to fight tradition? Our day was so busy and I was so tired that night, I was REALLY glad our church doesn't start until 2 pm. It gave us time to sleep in and for me to get dinner ready. We had several honorary Easter bunnies this year who sent treats and presents to the girls (thanks family members!), and strangely enough one of their favorite things they got was "Bunnies Chews", which basically looked like a little bowl of dog food. Jenicca's dog, Fozzy Bear, sent that one. We got some cute pictures, and of course had lots of egg hunts, that morning. For dinner I made beef tenderloin, double stuffed potatoes, and strawberry spinach salad, with homemade carrot cake for dessert. It was awesome, if I do say so myself. Even though we were just by ourselves this year, we had a really fun Easter, and here's the pictures to prove it:



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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter egg hunt at the cemetary

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTc3dJqP8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/pxcuQhEwPBs/s1600-h/Easter+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324623504734830530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTc3dJqP8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/pxcuQhEwPBs/s320/Easter+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting the Easter Bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the primary Easter egg hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;



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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the zoo with the polar bears
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla smelling the tulips


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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls in front of the beautiful tulips at the zoo


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfB_igl8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/lW4DpHiVFvs/s1600-h/Easter+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324625884787808194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfB_igl8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/lW4DpHiVFvs/s320/Easter+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doing their scary animal faces



&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfCHO4pMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/az9bxn43rac/s1600-h/Easter+2009+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324625886852981954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfCHO4pMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/az9bxn43rac/s320/Easter+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee getting serious about coloring eggs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;



&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfCcjbIkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JU_0bNpoj3o/s1600-h/Easter+2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324625892576272962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTfCcjbIkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JU_0bNpoj3o/s320/Easter+2009+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love how self-satisfied Makayla looks in this picture. She was very proud of her eggs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTg2ak8WdI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_rktwH5dKaA/s1600-h/Easter+2009+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324627884910598610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTg2ak8WdI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_rktwH5dKaA/s320/Easter+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls eating their "bunny food"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTg2Jdl2eI/AAAAAAAAAm0/EFDjyoUKnGg/s1600-h/Easter+2009+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324627880316361186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTg2Jdl2eI/AAAAAAAAAm0/EFDjyoUKnGg/s320/Easter+2009+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The cutest girls I've ever seen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1434543945545959740-2062051643010371440?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2062051643010371440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=2062051643010371440' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2062051643010371440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2062051643010371440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SeTc3fGkWdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TyGu3eYOjKM/s72-c/Easter+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-8152346346744306513</id><published>2009-03-15T14:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:25:12.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom guilt</title><content type='html'>Well, our big moving day is coming up - in 6 days to be exact.  I'm really excited for all the great things ahead of us, especially the living-in-a-real-house part, but boy am I plagued by a bad case of MOM GUILT right now.  See, in the past when we needed or wanted to move, it was fairly easy, just pack everything up and move.  But now that Kylee is five, with her friends and pre-school, and being much more aware of change, it's not as easy as it once was, mainly because now I wonder if I'm scarring her for life by taking her away from the things and people she loves.  Today was our last day in our ward, and I was so sad for her having to leave her friends and her wonderful primary teacher.  This week is her last week at pre-school, and I feel like a monster ripping her away from her beloved teachers and all of her friends, and even her bus driver Jim.  Knowing Kylee, she will have new friends in no time at our new place, but still, how the heck do parents deal with this kind of guilt?  This has made me wonder if my parents felt this guilty, because we moved a lot growing up.  I just really hope that we can make as good of friends in our new ward, and that we don't have to move again until we're done with school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-8152346346744306513?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8152346346744306513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=8152346346744306513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8152346346744306513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8152346346744306513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/03/mom-guilt.html' title='Mom guilt'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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-1434543945545959740.post-8879506521886105598</id><published>2009-02-08T13:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:39:47.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOUSE!!</title><content type='html'>I bet some of you thought I would be announcing that we are buying a house. I don't think so!! We're only poor students, remember? A lot of you already know this, but we found a cute little house to rent in Cincinnati, which means we are going to be moving. Yes, AGAIN. I think this will make 6 moves in the 6 years we've been married. I hope I don't have to eat my words for saying this, but we are NOT moving again until Brian's done with school. I MEAN IT! I thought I'd go ahead and post some pictures of our new (rental) house, so that people like my mom can get a sneak preview.
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I know this little house doesn't look like a lot from the outside, but the owners are going to be doing more work on it when it gets warm, like putting more trim on the outside to separate the green colors, lots of landscaping, and roof work. And check out the 2 car detached garage in the back!
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Part of the living room. If you're wondering why there's furniture in it, it's because the owner's sister has some of her stuff in the house while her house is having work done on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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Part of the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&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/1434543945545959740-8879506521886105598?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8879506521886105598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=8879506521886105598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8879506521886105598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/8879506521886105598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-house.html' title='NEW HOUSE!!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SY8jWYoh25I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Z8RcKa4X5rw/s72-c/bunk+beds+and+new+house+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-3870708767892759682</id><published>2009-01-29T13:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:27:54.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Ice Age</title><content type='html'>In case any of you haven't heard on the news, our area recently got blasted with an ice storm, the likes of which I haven't seen since living in Iowa, and which Brian hasn't ever seen in his life. Luckily, we're one of the lucky ones who didn't lost power (yet, anyway). Since we were all stuck at home yesterday, not able to go anywhere, we spent part of the day outside sledding with the kids and admiring the awesome power of Mother Nature. Here's some of the pictures we took: &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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx5rX1rbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OObHb4hm-lw/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780609961962930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx5rX1rbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OObHb4hm-lw/s320/ice+storm+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx7EkkJ5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nQ7WvghV0yM/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780633906096018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx7EkkJ5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nQ7WvghV0yM/s320/ice+storm+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx6nQbA7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/IPGdA_QJSmI/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780626036982706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx6nQbA7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/IPGdA_QJSmI/s320/ice+storm+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You've gotta click on the pictures to see them bigger and check out the amazing detail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzDtTWtKI/AAAAAAAAAjo/piwcLGiyJP8/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781881790346402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzDtTWtKI/AAAAAAAAAjo/piwcLGiyJP8/s320/ice+storm+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A tree in our complex that snapped in half from the weight of the ice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzD6Dho7I/AAAAAAAAAjw/_EpleiNX2Y0/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781885213615026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzD6Dho7I/AAAAAAAAAjw/_EpleiNX2Y0/s320/ice+storm+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee in front of a tree in front of our complex - this tree doesn't usually touch the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx7Jz3hpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Sjw32_7LQNk/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780635312457362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx7Jz3hpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Sjw32_7LQNk/s320/ice+storm+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzDSUyp8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/w0uJqAE7UWE/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781874548615106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzDSUyp8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/w0uJqAE7UWE/s320/ice+storm+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx6IkgXwI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8Up1vrfaLd4/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780617799720706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHx6IkgXwI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8Up1vrfaLd4/s320/ice+storm+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian trying to scrape our car off, which seriously was an all day project.  It took him ages just to get the car door open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzD6sxDlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mDAYDKRc0YI/s1600-h/ice+storm+2009+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781885386591826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SYHzD6sxDlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mDAYDKRc0YI/s320/ice+storm+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how thick the ice was that Brian chipped off our windshield.  SOLID ICE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;







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&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/1434543945545959740-5529390452059947863?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5529390452059947863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5529390452059947863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5529390452059947863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5529390452059947863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/01/bangs.html' title='Bangs!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXdR870-LYI/AAAAAAAAAio/F1drlaCJGhw/s72-c/Makayla+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-1667238218214821497</id><published>2009-01-16T14:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:36:18.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Family Pics</title><content type='html'>So, I have tons of random pictures from our trip to Utah, so I thought I'd just toss them in here for everyone's enjoyment. &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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbwm7g5XI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iw1dEsJYv9k/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291971190290703730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbwm7g5XI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iw1dEsJYv9k/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ila getting a horsey ride from Kylee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxzbFJOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2kdnHK2ZSvE/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291971210824197346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxzbFJOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2kdnHK2ZSvE/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew and Kylee watching a show together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxgqGkfI/AAAAAAAAAg8/WU0HqPV4TGk/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291971205786931698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxgqGkfI/AAAAAAAAAg8/WU0HqPV4TGk/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6 of the 7 cousins: Ila, Benson, Tanner, Makayla, Andrew, and Kylee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdFjZO93I/AAAAAAAAAh0/CsstIkHx42U/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291972649630496626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdFjZO93I/AAAAAAAAAh0/CsstIkHx42U/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stacy reading stories to Andrew, Ila, and Kylee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdCCvGtnI/AAAAAAAAAhU/DiXBJT7c5AU/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291972589324252786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdCCvGtnI/AAAAAAAAAhU/DiXBJT7c5AU/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nathan and Andrew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDebuUymBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1tPYzVLVyA8/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291974130033399826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDebuUymBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1tPYzVLVyA8/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla being silly and wearing someone else's socks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDeZJr9EcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/CQqiRQW_nkI/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291974085838705090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDeZJr9EcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/CQqiRQW_nkI/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brooklyn with her dad Sterling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbydWtquI/AAAAAAAAAhM/YG0OOxUdgsg/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291971222080170722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbydWtquI/AAAAAAAAAhM/YG0OOxUdgsg/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just had to put in this picture of Brian's mom and Karen playing boxing on the Wii.  She'll probably beat me for putting this picture up, but at least I didn't post the video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdFk5K3hI/AAAAAAAAAhs/dyg4YXEDjbA/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291972650032881170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdFk5K3hI/AAAAAAAAAhs/dyg4YXEDjbA/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls with their Grandma Olsen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdE4MLgwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oy5zXI8_wxI/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291972638033019650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDdE4MLgwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oy5zXI8_wxI/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the girls with my Grandma Phillips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDeaFmw9vI/AAAAAAAAAiE/KKYzOxbtk5g/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291974101923067634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDeaFmw9vI/AAAAAAAAAiE/KKYzOxbtk5g/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My gorgeous sister-in-law Stacy.  Can you believe she's only 13?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDede2z7yI/AAAAAAAAAic/1sCPP2ziUvo/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291974160240865058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDede2z7yI/AAAAAAAAAic/1sCPP2ziUvo/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew and Kylee with their beloved Aunt Stacy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291974151355280354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDec9wUq-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/8eQ3Ww8XFc0/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Salt Lake Temple at Temple Square&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxTiCilI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ee4Rh_HqIpk/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291971202263452242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SXDbxTiCilI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ee4Rh_HqIpk/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The nativity scene on the reflecting pool at Temple Square&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;












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On my birthday, Brian took me shopping and out to lunch, and then in the afternoon we took off to go down to Karen and Brian's house in Mt. Pleasant. We basically just had a big New Years Eve party and spent the night, which was really fun. The next day, Kylee's birthday, we took the kids to McDonald's and had a little birthday party, with present opening, and of course playing at the Playland. I think the kids had a great time. Kylee ended up getting a guitar (which has resulted in many "concerts"), Leggos, Candyland, a Disney read-along book, and a Spiderman Mr. Potato Head (Spider Spud). When we got back home (to Kentucky), she had a doll house waiting from Nana Phillips, and some Sleeping Beauty figurines from us to go with the house. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RIHYXDFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yb2H_jL-qVA/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607655789825106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RIHYXDFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yb2H_jL-qVA/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my girls on my birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RItgYHeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/IPQaDc86Eew/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607666023996898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RItgYHeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/IPQaDc86Eew/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee's birthday party at McDonald's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RI3ecNOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/uey8rcOOWRI/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607668700230882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RI3ecNOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/uey8rcOOWRI/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanner, Kylee, and Ila&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RLVc_vzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-t9eyswFuRU/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607711106973490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RLVc_vzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-t9eyswFuRU/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew and Ila helping Kylee open her presents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-SCRXejuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/TXGC272Np6M/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608654902890210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-SCRXejuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/TXGC272Np6M/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RHzOrmVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qq3UsjpEHDg/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607650380519762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RHzOrmVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qq3UsjpEHDg/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-SCgDN94I/AAAAAAAAAgk/75Ymeg3DtaE/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608658844448642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-SCgDN94I/AAAAAAAAAgk/75Ymeg3DtaE/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee treating us to one of her impromptu concerts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;






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&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/1434543945545959740-1778175649812266829?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1778175649812266829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=1778175649812266829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1778175649812266829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/1778175649812266829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/01/becky-and-kylees-birthday.html' title='Becky and Kylee&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-RIHYXDFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yb2H_jL-qVA/s72-c/Christmas+Utah+2008+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-381944397649237963</id><published>2009-01-15T14:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:22:08.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Utah, part 2: Fun in the snow</title><content type='html'>So, it snowed about 2 feet of fresh snow while we were in Utah! We haven't seen snow like that in a LONG time, so of course the kiddos had to get out and play in it, and man did they have a blast! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K7x_2O2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/GUDpUWvUrAY/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600846821669730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K7x_2O2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/GUDpUWvUrAY/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee playing in the snow after the first big snow storm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-Leu-mw9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/xsKWC4HpzzA/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291601447306576850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-Leu-mw9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/xsKWC4HpzzA/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla chowing on the fresh snow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K8FDK-bI/AAAAAAAAAfE/K59-YJCxPdA/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600851935885746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K8FDK-bI/AAAAAAAAAfE/K59-YJCxPdA/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The snow......um, bear?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K9P6abjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BrQ9ZS8BPbE/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600872031809074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K9P6abjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BrQ9ZS8BPbE/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee getting ready to slide down the hill in the backyard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K87idSpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/H8bk3C4N20Y/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600866562624146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K87idSpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/H8bk3C4N20Y/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now it's Makayla's turn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-LeG-L6dI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_-yWLZaIrso/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291601436567398866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-LeG-L6dI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_-yWLZaIrso/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew and Kylee being pushed by Stacy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K8ucHVPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/p1e_sex8cpM/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600863046358258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K8ucHVPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/p1e_sex8cpM/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The little cousins out playing in the snow.&lt;/p&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/1434543945545959740-381944397649237963?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/381944397649237963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=381944397649237963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/381944397649237963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/381944397649237963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-in-utah-part-2-fun-in-snow.html' title='Christmas in Utah, part 2: Fun in the snow'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW-K7x_2O2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/GUDpUWvUrAY/s72-c/Christmas+Utah+2008+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4904154532175915132</id><published>2009-01-14T14:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:49:33.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Utah</title><content type='html'>This year, we had the great fun of going to Utah to spend Christmas with Brian's side of the family. This was the first time we'd all been together for many years, and some of the cousins had never even met, so we had a fabulous time together (all 18 of us)! Our big family present this year was a Wii (thanks mom and dad!), and the girls got many other fun presents, including a couple of things from Disney World, a keyboard and coloring stuff for Kylee, a fairy and howling dog for Makayla, books, movies, clothes, play-doh, and babydolls for both. Here's some pictures of the mayhem. I hope my in-laws have gotten their sanity and hearing back by now!  Oh, and if you're wondering why there's no pictures of me on Christmas, it's because I was sick and had pink eye in both eyes, and hey, I just can't allow pictures to be taken of me when I have to wear my glasses and not wear eye makeup! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-SEKnnXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MpLMTYOmWkg/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235092283759986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-SEKnnXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MpLMTYOmWkg/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve dinner.  It was impossible to get everyone in the picture I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-Rt5whHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xbZ03STMjGo/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235086307460210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-Rt5whHI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xbZ03STMjGo/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla opening one of her presents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-RH0gF0I/AAAAAAAAAck/n04XeKOOrHk/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235076084864834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-RH0gF0I/AAAAAAAAAck/n04XeKOOrHk/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla with her dog from Matt and Aline that barks, howls, and wags it's tail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4_BaKrGyI/AAAAAAAAAdM/UQvV1gbT68g/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235905643420450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4_BaKrGyI/AAAAAAAAAdM/UQvV1gbT68g/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee's keyboard from Matt and Aline - definitely a favorite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-SWgpaRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3f2rVD8oeIw/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235097207990546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4-SWgpaRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3f2rVD8oeIw/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks like we won't be bored this winter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4_Bsu93MI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nSf4mjIiTJc/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235910627482818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW4_Bsu93MI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nSf4mjIiTJc/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla spending time with her favorite thing in the world, Polly the cat.  My mother-in-law says that cat slept for 3 days straight after we left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;I guess it's time to get to work on putting up our Christmas pictures! I thought I'd start with our trip to the Cincinnati zoo before Christmas for their Festival of Lights. They have the whole zoo lit up with lights, and they have Santa and Mrs. Clause, reindeer, characters walking around, and other fun things for kids. Even though it was freezing, the kids had a great time. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43cEBZNnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/wKGhSilGHjs/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227567462364786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43cEBZNnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/wKGhSilGHjs/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls with Mrs. Clause at story time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43c2gRzYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Hdnn_LaFk-E/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227581013675394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43c2gRzYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Hdnn_LaFk-E/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee with Santa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW436wC-26I/AAAAAAAAAcc/rf78SBda8IQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291228094676261794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW436wC-26I/AAAAAAAAAcc/rf78SBda8IQ/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla with Santa (this was at our ward party)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dS8aa8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Jkg6P2wXRHs/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227588647873474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dS8aa8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Jkg6P2wXRHs/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee and Makayla with their friend Aubrey in front of the BIG TREE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dqBdFFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EQREO3KKkFA/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227594843034706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dqBdFFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EQREO3KKkFA/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our family in front of the big tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dh2g8XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/52SVxUvVaNQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Utah+2008+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227592649666930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43dh2g8XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/52SVxUvVaNQ/s320/Christmas+Utah+2008+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylee with the freakiest looking Rudolph I've ever seen (does he have a nose ring?)&lt;/p&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/1434543945545959740-7653921734871451700?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7653921734871451700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=7653921734871451700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7653921734871451700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7653921734871451700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2009/01/festival-of-lights.html' title='Festival of Lights'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SW43cEBZNnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/wKGhSilGHjs/s72-c/Christmas+Utah+2008+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-484090784292788497</id><published>2008-12-02T17:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:12:06.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida: Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd go ahead and post the pictures from our day at the Magic Kingdom. I'm telling you, there is NOTHING as fun as going to Disney World at Christmas! The lights, decorations, parades, fireworks, even if you're an adult, it'll make you feel like a kid! But if you have kids, PLEASE do everything you can to take your kids before they get too old. Trust me, you'll love it! And no, I don't work for, or hold stock in Disney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCyKLP8dI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Cxur8C3LNhk/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275336705515188690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCyKLP8dI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Cxur8C3LNhk/s320/November+2008,+Florida+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear, I could not get those kids to look at the dang camera! Too much other stuff to look at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCyqgfM8I/AAAAAAAAAZc/-MHeYpDt4ek/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275336714194203586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCyqgfM8I/AAAAAAAAAZc/-MHeYpDt4ek/s320/November+2008,+Florida+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls with Cinderella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCzrfH_4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RKc6Affxxvs/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275336731636793218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCzrfH_4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RKc6Affxxvs/s320/November+2008,+Florida+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylee adoring Sleeping Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCzamuuXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TXi9idZKDZQ/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275336727105288562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCzamuuXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TXi9idZKDZQ/s320/November+2008,+Florida+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're wondering what Kylee is saying, let me go ahead and translate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylee: "Ya know what? I have a Book of Mormon and it talks all about Jesus!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Belle: "Oh ok, that's nice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disney photographer looking at me: "Did she just say JESUS?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "Yeah, I don't know, she's crazy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCy5lectI/AAAAAAAAAZk/a1iAX52tGjs/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275336718241657554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCy5lectI/AAAAAAAAAZk/a1iAX52tGjs/s320/November+2008,+Florida+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to get a last picture and get the heck out of there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFrUTTfwI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UjH7aoZGkb0/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339886509129474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFrUTTfwI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UjH7aoZGkb0/s320/November+2008,+Florida+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFrsRZTFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0SrZXvftH0E/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339892943572050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFrsRZTFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0SrZXvftH0E/s320/November+2008,+Florida+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylee on the Buzz Lightyear ride, one of the funnest rides ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFsMLRtgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/R5yOdTK3vQ4/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339901507843586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFsMLRtgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/R5yOdTK3vQ4/s320/November+2008,+Florida+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After getting off the Buzz Lightyear ride - she totally came up with this pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFssahgiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WhXfeI-d7Do/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339910161728034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFssahgiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WhXfeI-d7Do/s320/November+2008,+Florida+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what were grandpa and Makayla doing while we were on Buzz Lightyear? Zzzzzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFsy_GItI/AAAAAAAAAac/RslcW-bk7bs/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339911925736146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXFsy_GItI/AAAAAAAAAac/RslcW-bk7bs/s320/November+2008,+Florida+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHjHhAuvI/AAAAAAAAAak/Aes3EiIpqzA/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275341944661261042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHjHhAuvI/AAAAAAAAAak/Aes3EiIpqzA/s320/November+2008,+Florida+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying on Jack Sparrow hats and swords after getting off Pirates of the Caribbean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHjzkUJOI/AAAAAAAAAas/XAZ2ZEi1zuQ/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275341956486276322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHjzkUJOI/AAAAAAAAAas/XAZ2ZEi1zuQ/s320/November+2008,+Florida+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little Jamaican - ya mon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHkWB4dBI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ujOHkS9wjyo/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275341965737096210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHkWB4dBI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ujOHkS9wjyo/s320/November+2008,+Florida+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylee and Grandpa on the Aladdin ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHko1HgKI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jyIuzFeg4M4/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275341970783830178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHko1HgKI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jyIuzFeg4M4/s320/November+2008,+Florida+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINALLY, a smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHk0rajnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MWZS_HvjFZU/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275341973964361330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXHk0rajnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MWZS_HvjFZU/s320/November+2008,+Florida+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makayla and Nana waiting to get on the Jungle Cruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6MS-hJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/egJ0E5he87M/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275343440593192082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6MS-hJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/egJ0E5he87M/s320/November+2008,+Florida+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, heaven knows I tried to get a good picture of the castle at night (I was really far away and couldn't get closer due to the crowds). I learned I really need to read about the night function for my camera. This is without the flash.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6TEJ94I/AAAAAAAAAbU/1IhL69G_w1Y/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275343442410076034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6TEJ94I/AAAAAAAAAbU/1IhL69G_w1Y/s320/November+2008,+Florida+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is with the flash. Kinda blurry, but still awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6prjNUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XWFO7ETaSRs/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275343448480888130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI6prjNUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XWFO7ETaSRs/s320/November+2008,+Florida+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took this from the far end of Main Street, where we were waiting for the parade to start. Man, i wish I had a professional camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI7CGOCCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/VArAJ4qMwJ4/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275343455035197474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXI7CGOCCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/VArAJ4qMwJ4/s320/November+2008,+Florida+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Same shot with the flash. Shows the lights on Main Street better, but check out the crowds! It was crazy busy, but OH SO FUN!!&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/1434543945545959740-484090784292788497?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/484090784292788497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=484090784292788497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/484090784292788497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/484090784292788497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/12/florida-part-3.html' title='Florida: Part 3'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STXCyKLP8dI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Cxur8C3LNhk/s72-c/November+2008,+Florida+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-5028839926626032184</id><published>2008-12-01T12:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:06:08.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida: Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures are what Floridians call "Real Florida." We took a day to go to a place called Blue Springs, which is a natural spring where tons of manatees go every winter to get away from the cold water. The spring is always 72 degrees, and the manatees go there because they can die from being in cold water. When we were there, there were about 150 manatees at the spring that day. We also took a 2 hour river cruise on the St. John's river, which is adjoined to the spring. The scenery was amazing, and we saw all sorts of wildlife such as the many different kinds of birds, and as you'll see in the pictures, 2 alligators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scarring on this manatee is caused from boats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgLcxNFMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/sWKDl-uOPE8/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876444630914242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgLcxNFMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/sWKDl-uOPE8/s320/November+2008,+Florida+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shot of a big group of manatees hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgLjXK9YI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PeIQx1y_9Lk/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876446400771458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgLjXK9YI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PeIQx1y_9Lk/s320/November+2008,+Florida+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took this picture as we were standing on a pier that had steps that led into the water (because they allow swimming at the springs in the summer).  This mom and baby swam right over to the bottom of the steps and just laid there for awhile.  We literally could have reached in the water and touched them, but even though they're very friendly animals, they're protected and you're not allowed to touch them.  It was so fun watching all the moms and babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgMnqknGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/F6t0_W4OhKo/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876464735755362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgMnqknGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/F6t0_W4OhKo/s320/November+2008,+Florida+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a Great Blue Crane, or was it a Great Blue Heron?  I thought this was a great picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgM5H4TBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/LDjN1BoaYuk/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876469422083090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgM5H4TBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/LDjN1BoaYuk/s320/November+2008,+Florida+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the little alligator eyes peeking out of the water? Most of the time this is all you see of the alligators in the wild.  This picture reminds me of the crocodile on Peter Pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgNfhMvgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/yrkoLKI_Wc8/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876479728827906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgNfhMvgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/yrkoLKI_Wc8/s320/November+2008,+Florida+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now THIS is an alligator!  I was standing up holding Makayla and trying to take this picture, so it's not as clear as I would have liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh5MSHbTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gDLFt4CkdiY/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878329991163186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh5MSHbTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gDLFt4CkdiY/s320/November+2008,+Florida+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cute little white crane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh5R_H0PI/AAAAAAAAAYs/QX36l7uQlfs/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878331522109682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh5R_H0PI/AAAAAAAAAYs/QX36l7uQlfs/s320/November+2008,+Florida+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scenery from the boat.  If you look close you can see a bird drying it's wings on the log sticking out from the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh523UZzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Eicx-tI0mi4/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878341421492018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh523UZzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Eicx-tI0mi4/s320/November+2008,+Florida+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my mom and the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh63A4nZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xfuHOixY1t8/s1600-h/November+2008,+Florida+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878358641483154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQh63A4nZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xfuHOixY1t8/s320/November+2008,+Florida+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1434543945545959740-5028839926626032184?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5028839926626032184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=5028839926626032184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5028839926626032184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/5028839926626032184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/12/florida-part-2.html' title='Florida: Part 2'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STQgLcxNFMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/sWKDl-uOPE8/s72-c/November+2008,+Florida+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-2065732906635253244</id><published>2008-11-30T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:17:18.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and Florida: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Our Thanksgiving this year was a little out of the ordinary this year, but very nice. Me (Becky) and the girls went to my parents house in Orlando the week before Thanksgiving and we flew home on Thanksgiving (yes, Brian had to stay behind, poor thing, but my parents promised him we'd be back for Thanksgiving). So, we were getting back in the afternoon, and I knew it would be at least 4:00 before we got home, so obviously I wasn't going to be cooking a turkey dinner that day. I thought we could just go out to eat that evening and then I would cook a nice turkey dinner that weekend sometime.&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Thanksgiving morning I woke up feeling like crap. I knew I was coming down with a real doozy of a cold. The trip home went fine, but by the time we were driving home, the idea of going out to dinner sounded absolutely dreadful. I was thinking maybe we could just go get a frozen pizza or something. Well, to my wonder and surprise, when we got home, I found a turkey cooking in the oven, and all the fixin's, including homemade rolls, already made and ready to be cooked. And who was the wonderful little elf who arranged all this? My very own Brian of course! Isn't he a sly dog? Well, it was just what the doctor ordered. The smell of yummy food cooking in my kitchen lifted me out of my sick gloominess, and we ended up having a great dinner, just the 4 of us. It was GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I thought I should put up a few pics from our trip to Florida. The weather wasn't super warm, just in the 60's during the day most of the time (which resulted in a "winter warning"), so there were no beach trips, but we still had a great time, especially going to the Magic Kingdom. It'll probably take a couple of postings to get all the pictures up that I want. So here goes:&lt;/div&gt;




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The girls in my parent's backyard in the wagon.
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makayla with a lime we picked off my parent's lime tree behind her. They're about the size of oranges!
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of these pictures were taken at Downtown Disney. Downtown Disney isn't a park so you don't pay to get in, but it's on Disney property. It's basically a really large outdoor shopping area, with ginormous toy stores with play areas you could get lost in for days, a couple of rides and lots of fun things to see. At night you can even take a boat across the lake to Pleasure Island, which is tons of fun, too. It's a really fun place to hang out and let the kids play and do your Disney shopping without paying to go to a park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-2065732906635253244?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2065732906635253244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=2065732906635253244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2065732906635253244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/2065732906635253244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-and-florida-part-1.html' title='Thanksgiving and Florida: Part 1'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/STLCFOv3FqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/reNcwzvtjJE/s72-c/November+2008,+Florida+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-3000572661778791938</id><published>2008-11-01T20:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:43:53.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Halloween , so of course I have lots of cute pictures of the girls in their costumes. Kylee was Sleeping Beauty this year, and Makayla was a pink fairy (thanks for the costumes, Grandmas!). I didn't know if we would end up going out trick-or-treating because Kylee wasn't feeling well, but she declared herself well enough to go, so out we went. We went to our bishop's neighborhood, and the girls had a FABULOUS time! They literally ran from house to house with Kylee screaming all the way up each driveway "TRICK OR TREEEEEEEEEEAT!!" After getting each treat, Makayla would run back to me as fast as she could, yelling "Mommy, mo' can'y!!" She was so excited with every candy she got, and refused to let us help her carry her bag. At one house, a man asked Kylee what kind of candy she'd like, and she replied, "I want something perfect." What a crack up! We had such a fun Halloween together! Anyway, here's also some pre-Halloween pictures to show us getting in the Halloween mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Painting Pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9uqGAI6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/HbpLX8o7ABc/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861042504541090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9uqGAI6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/HbpLX8o7ABc/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vJ3IFsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/To_oz9Jalz4/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861051032082114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vJ3IFsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/To_oz9Jalz4/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vQRZ7oI/AAAAAAAAAVA/io9CsjklFVs/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861052752916098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vQRZ7oI/AAAAAAAAAVA/io9CsjklFVs/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls with the finished pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vwzupyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/F4goskt8upM/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861061486815010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9vwzupyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/F4goskt8upM/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At a pumpkin patch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9wK32vOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gRcqetabHKs/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263861068483443938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9wK32vOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gRcqetabHKs/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_Oap1ecI/AAAAAAAAAVY/NidY4R5swNg/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862687627311554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_Oap1ecI/AAAAAAAAAVY/NidY4R5swNg/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brian and I went to a Halloween party as Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein. Brian says I look just like his Grandma Olsen in this picture. I'd do anything to hear my mom scream when she sees this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_O_ePkLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LwQg6_8zBtA/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862697510801586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_O_ePkLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LwQg6_8zBtA/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylee's Halloween party at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_PHMc0EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kjwyK1kIN2I/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862699583656002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_PHMc0EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kjwyK1kIN2I/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_PcFLpnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ObAKIMFlOcE/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862705190315634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz_PcFLpnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ObAKIMFlOcE/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a great house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AWsQdkTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xHbxwGkleOQ/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263863929303306546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AWsQdkTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xHbxwGkleOQ/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makayla checking out her loot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AW4Xhf_I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yMCN6q7Jdg8/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263863932554149874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AW4Xhf_I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yMCN6q7Jdg8/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The neighborhood we were in had a small lake, so there were all these ducks running around and following people, trying to get their candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AXQaH5nI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0A02RsQpQrI/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263863939007506034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AXQaH5nI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0A02RsQpQrI/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE CANDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My saddlebags quiver with delight looking at this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AX-dj07I/AAAAAAAAAWY/4ERFLTdgUW0/s1600-h/October+2008%26Halloween+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263863951369950130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQ0AX-dj07I/AAAAAAAAAWY/4ERFLTdgUW0/s320/October+2008%26Halloween+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, NOW can I start listening to Christmas music?&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/1434543945545959740-3000572661778791938?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3000572661778791938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=3000572661778791938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3000572661778791938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/3000572661778791938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQz9uqGAI6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/HbpLX8o7ABc/s72-c/October+2008%26Halloween+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-814570524291116549</id><published>2008-10-29T17:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:00:59.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th of the 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
So, this is another tag. You're supposed to go to your 4th photo file,  pick the 4th picture, and talk about it, so here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQjb-TE9c7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/5M_IIT7iZP8/s1600-h/100_3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262698027901875122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQjb-TE9c7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/5M_IIT7iZP8/s400/100_3429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture I took at the Washington D.C. zoo when me and the girls were there earlier this spring visiting my family.  This hippo was going nuts playing with that ball, grabbing it with his teeth and throwing it around and splashing like crazy.  We watched him for a long time, because it was so entertaining.  I've never seen a zoo animal so animated and fun to watch.  If you've never been to the D.C. zoo, you HAVE to go!  It's such a great zoo, plus it's free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TAG!  You're all it!!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-814570524291116549?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/814570524291116549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=814570524291116549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/814570524291116549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/814570524291116549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/10/4th-of-4th.html' title='The 4th of the 4th'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SQjb-TE9c7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/5M_IIT7iZP8/s72-c/100_3429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4445708615648663008</id><published>2008-10-25T19:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:22:03.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy 8 Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I guess Lynn has tagged me, so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Favorite T.V. Shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Extreme Makeover:Home Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wheel of Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oprah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ellen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheesecake Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olive Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Macaroni Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bombay House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;California Pizza Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dewey's Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Outback Steakhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cafe Rio (sure miss that place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vaccumed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to grocery store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made celery stick "fingers" for Halloween party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got the oil changed and tires rotated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finished my costume for Halloween party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to Halloween party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Things I Love About Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drives through the country to look at leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fall decorations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Crisp fall air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apple cider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Warm, snuggly clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Painting and carving pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The anticipation of the holidays right around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Things On My Wish List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To get through school and get a REAL JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To rent a larger place so we don't feel so squashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To eventually live closer to family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To get a 2nd car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To finish having kids before I'm 35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To get into shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To have a fun and happy Christmas in Utah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For my kids to grow up happy and healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 People I Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Janae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jenni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kristin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4445708615648663008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4445708615648663008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-8-tag.html' title='Crazy 8 Tag'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-4880784453274034784</id><published>2008-10-24T16:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:49:24.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation for another day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I just have to relate a really funny thing that happened at our house today that involves somewhat of a sensitive but funny subject. So, let me start off by saying that since we're a family of 3 girls to 1 boy, we don't generally find any need to discuss the (ahem) male anatomy. However, since there are boy cousins in the family, and since Kylee and her cousin Andrew have taken baths together, the subject has come up a few times, so we've found ourselves having to come up with a name for (ahem) IT. So, the name that has stuck for quite a while now is PEANUT. I think this started with Andrew calling it that, or maybe I heard it from my mother-in-law, but anyways, wherever it came from, that's what it's called around here (for now anyway). Now, some of you may be ashamed of me and my inability or unwillingness to teach my 4 year old the anatomically correct term, but hey, THAT just wouldn't sound right coming out of a little girl's mouth!! Besides, there's plenty of time to learn correct terms. Anyhoo, back to my story. So, today Kylee had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch (the peanut butter happened to be crunchy kind). At one point, Kylee pulled out a small peanut chunk from the sandwich and asked what it was, so I told her it was a peanut because that's what peanut butter is made out of. A look of horror came over her face as she said, "Peanut butter is made out of PEANUTS??!" It was about half a second before I understood what she thought, and then I fell on the floor laughing my guts out!! In my haze of hysterical laughing, I could hear Kylee saying random things like, "But that's for going potty..." Seriously, even now, I can't stop laughing about it! Luckily, by the time I stopped laughing, she was done eating, and had gone off to play, which is a good thing, because I'm not ready for THAT conversation. That's simply a conversation for another day.... or another couple of years, maybe. But heaven knows if she'll ever eat peanut butter again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-4880784453274034784?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4880784453274034784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=4880784453274034784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4880784453274034784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/4880784453274034784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/10/conversation-for-another-day.html' title='A conversation for another day...'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-7926077545079783616</id><published>2008-10-14T18:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:29:58.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past weekend, we took another drive over to Brown County, IN (we love that place) to check out the fall leaves and have some fun together. We took a bunch of back roads through the country, which was awesome, and we even stopped at a little country yard sale and bought a fishing pole for me for seven dollars (looks like I'll be earning my Wilderness Girl badge soon!). Ok, I just have to put in a little plug for Brian here. I don't know how he does it, but he takes all these random, out of the way roads all the time, and he doesn't even know where he's going, but we somehow ALWAYS end up exactly where we need to be! He's amazing, he's like a human GPS! So, one of the things we were looking forward to on our little road trip was taking some great pictures with our NEW CAMERA (I know, shocking that we finally traded up from our old 3.1 megapixel winner). Well, the weather was hot and bright, and it was a little hazy outside, so our pictures didn't turn out as great as I was hoping (most of them look like a ghost is standing in front of the camera), but oh well, I'm going to put them up anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJCuC7XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNx3orzlM9A/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257153375350484338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJCuC7XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNx3orzlM9A/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJJ7ePhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CEhGTXAMlvo/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257153377285848594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJJ7ePhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CEhGTXAMlvo/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJSXx4tI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-BvqDEjl8hI/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257153379552060114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJSXx4tI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-BvqDEjl8hI/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJYoN-VI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jCfHLDBtlHo/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257153381231622482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJYoN-VI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jCfHLDBtlHo/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUno-9L-iI/AAAAAAAAATg/8N6J9tgFeO0/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257151725072808482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUno-9L-iI/AAAAAAAAATg/8N6J9tgFeO0/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnvUbvQJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mNUEZzkmc5s/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257151833917309074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnvUbvQJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mNUEZzkmc5s/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnpj_jJfI/AAAAAAAAATo/QqR96T-GEFQ/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257151735014827506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnpj_jJfI/AAAAAAAAATo/QqR96T-GEFQ/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUntP0oFII/AAAAAAAAAT4/0fybUkDwjyw/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257151798319780994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUntP0oFII/AAAAAAAAAT4/0fybUkDwjyw/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnsn-srxI/AAAAAAAAATw/Aj5m9nhQBRA/s1600-h/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257151787624607506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUnsn-srxI/AAAAAAAAATw/Aj5m9nhQBRA/s320/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makayla feeding me ice cream. And apparently I'm holding an invisible ice cream cone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434543945545959740-7926077545079783616?l=bbkmolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7926077545079783616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434543945545959740&amp;postID=7926077545079783616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7926077545079783616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434543945545959740/posts/default/7926077545079783616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbkmolsen.blogspot.com/2008/10/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip!'/><author><name>Brian and Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04305216809747902818</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/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SPUpJCuC7XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iNx3orzlM9A/s72-c/Fall+trip+to+Brown+County+2008+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434543945545959740.post-5320614570592325270</id><published>2008-10-09T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:32:36.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse of summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SO6u--kLlSI/AAAAAAAAATY/h7xtOQ0Itn8/s1600-h/2008-06-25-1918-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJ5KwUfxXVI/SO6u--kLlSI/AAAAAAAAATY/h7xtOQ0Itn8/s320/2008-06-25-1918-13.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As we say goodbye to summer, here's a last glimpse of the fun times we've had.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a fun, but low-key birthday party for her that evening. We had our friends, the Pew's, and our next door neighbor and her son over to have cake and ice cream and open presents. Makayla ended up getting 3 babies (!), a Curious George monkey whose face lights up, tub crayons, a stuffed puppy, a stuffed Elmo doll, and a bunch of dress-up stuff, including a Tinkerbell costume (which will be perfect for Halloween), a feather boa, play gloves, purse, etc. The older kids that were there had a great time opening her presents, while Makayla just looked on and collected the toys.
