<?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-4302155605288348770</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:25:41.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy and Becky Harrington</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-65530090439224194</id><published>2010-05-06T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:03:13.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/S-Nmx6BsHcI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ufqf5KqUcvU/s1600/0831091421-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468327380133879234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/S-Nmx6BsHcI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ufqf5KqUcvU/s400/0831091421-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally bought a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt; cable from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong to upload my pictures from my camera phone. It has been a year since I've been able to get my pics off that thing. I have big plans to go through the pics as I have time and update the blog with the last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the girls over spring break. They are growing up so fast! Every mom says it but it's true, KIDS GROW TOO FAST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-65530090439224194?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/65530090439224194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=65530090439224194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/65530090439224194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/65530090439224194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/S-Nmx6BsHcI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ufqf5KqUcvU/s72-c/0831091421-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-2285358513767349356</id><published>2009-10-17T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:56:27.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy life</title><content type='html'>So I haven't written anything in many months! Why? I have a dumb camera and that is my excuse.  I like to put the pictures up that pertain to what I write and I don't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt; cord for my cell camera.   So I've decided I want to still have my blog new pics or not.  So what has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; since I last wrote.  Well a lot and I think I will go back to everything when I do have access to those pics. As for now I'll start yesterday... I got chickens.  We want to start having fresh inexpensive eggs so we got 5 chickens.   We named them Sandy, Mandy, Randy, Wanda, and chicken.  We had help of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt; from our two little girls.  Who, by the way, love them!  I will start updating again &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt; so this is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-2285358513767349356?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/2285358513767349356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=2285358513767349356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/2285358513767349356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/2285358513767349356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-life.html' title='Busy life'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-432506226998356925</id><published>2009-04-14T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:10:34.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Class</title><content type='html'>I got to paint a shoe and it was so fun! That's what I want my 1st graders to say when they go home on Friday. Or "we have the best art teacher". That would be good too! I am doing a lesson on Theodore Dragonieri. He is an artist who paints shoes to resemble other fine artists work. My class is actually doing this project for an up coming art auction. Once the shoes are painted I will lay them out to spell the word "ART". Then put it on a poster where it will say "take a walk in ART shoes" It will then be matted and framed. I hope this turns out good. So I painted a shoe today to make sure it would adhere and we wouldn't have a cracking mess. Yeah! It was good. I will hopefully post tons of pictures once this is done. I have to buy a cable for my camera to upload all my fun pictures this year. Hopefully soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-432506226998356925?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/432506226998356925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=432506226998356925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/432506226998356925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/432506226998356925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-class.html' title='Art Class'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-4834216423469964126</id><published>2009-02-18T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:21:23.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone is dying to know what I did for the sweetheart day of the year! Not really.  Well this year, like everyone, I am trying to pinch my pennies! Andy and I went to a Cascade Regional Blood Center dinner because Andy donates so much. It was my idea to go to the corny dinner (hey, it was free!) For my birthday the day before Andy gave me a ring that he bought last year (Amethyst and diamond).  Bethany spoiled it last year and Andy insisted he hadn't bought any ring. He saved it for a whole year! I got him and I a pair of rollerblades. I had a date in my head when I bought them for 8 bucks a pair. Yeah me. I found the sale and Andy said he wanted a pair a couple years ago so it was perfect.  Not too romantic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-4834216423469964126?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/4834216423469964126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=4834216423469964126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4834216423469964126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4834216423469964126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-214919877106446919</id><published>2008-11-24T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:36:52.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SSsdUybLcWI/AAAAAAAAALk/2ATC_GFaGrQ/s1600-h/My+primary+class+11-23-08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272340031737655650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SSsdUybLcWI/AAAAAAAAALk/2ATC_GFaGrQ/s320/My+primary+class+11-23-08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah's CTR6 Primary teacher sent me this picture of the kids. I guess the lesson was on the resurrection. They look great in their new glasses. Thanks Sandy. Aren't they cute. All boys! Hannah fits in perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-214919877106446919?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/214919877106446919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=214919877106446919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/214919877106446919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/214919877106446919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/11/primary.html' title='Primary'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SSsdUybLcWI/AAAAAAAAALk/2ATC_GFaGrQ/s72-c/My+primary+class+11-23-08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-1591326772104143234</id><published>2008-11-10T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:40:20.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE</title><content type='html'>...or family home evening as normal people would say. Us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mormons&lt;/span&gt; have to say too much already so we abbreviate things...&lt;br /&gt;Friend-"What church do you go to?"&lt;br /&gt;Us- "The church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints"&lt;br /&gt;But as Hannah and Bethany nicely put it- "the church of God"&lt;br /&gt;At least they have the important part down! I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for such a loving Heavenly Father. I love to be able to share stories and my testimony with my kids. I know they too will always love God. The girls just love the stories and tonight Bethany recapped one of the stories I told. I was frankly amazed she actually took in the whole story. She even prayed that she too would be able to recognize the Holy Ghost (holy spirit to some).  I was so touched that she loves our Heavenly Father at such a young age. I know that I am doing my job as a mother to teach her how to recognize good and bad and when she needs to ask for help, through prayer, from God. I testify to you that if you too would have one special night each week to set aside to teach your family morals, values and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;righteous&lt;/span&gt; things that you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; blessings from our Heavenly Father.  He loves each one of us and if we strive to live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;righteously&lt;/span&gt; we will be able to return to him after this mortal life. (This is not perfection, it is STRIVING for perfection.) I say this in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-1591326772104143234?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/1591326772104143234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=1591326772104143234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/1591326772104143234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/1591326772104143234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/11/fhe.html' title='FHE'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-3956487314875715369</id><published>2008-10-21T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:34:39.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BnRov4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/JQ_vultxxK0/s1600-h/Pic355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783926564512034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BnRov4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/JQ_vultxxK0/s200/Pic355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BnxvZrNI/AAAAAAAAALM/jf-Gt3J7KOs/s1600-h/Pic359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783935182351570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BnxvZrNI/AAAAAAAAALM/jf-Gt3J7KOs/s200/Pic359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6Bnyo_8aI/AAAAAAAAALU/OpAurqVqwCA/s1600-h/Pic365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783935423934882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6Bnyo_8aI/AAAAAAAAALU/OpAurqVqwCA/s200/Pic365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BoP7eXrI/AAAAAAAAALc/7Nr-5RLSuBk/s1600-h/Pic353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783943286054578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BoP7eXrI/AAAAAAAAALc/7Nr-5RLSuBk/s200/Pic353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BDn7IuXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9huB5Imu4lA/s1600-h/Pic351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783314071927154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BDn7IuXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9huB5Imu4lA/s200/Pic351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BD5M8EQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sj7c9G3N3Ac/s1600-h/Pic364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259783318709997826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BD5M8EQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sj7c9G3N3Ac/s200/Pic364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go #11! You Rock Hannah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hannah played a hard 1st game. Actually I think they were blinded by the new uniforms!&lt;/strong&gt; They are a neon yellow. Almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chartreuse&lt;/span&gt;!  She got to play goalie, and she was with the ball the whole game. She even had a head to head collision with another player. Man she is getting so tough. This season is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; gonna be her best. I'm really a soccer mom, YIKES!&lt;/span&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/4302155605288348770-3956487314875715369?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/3956487314875715369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=3956487314875715369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3956487314875715369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3956487314875715369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/10/soccer-rocks.html' title='Soccer Rocks!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP6BnRov4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/JQ_vultxxK0/s72-c/Pic355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-4620263989038347075</id><published>2008-10-21T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:36:38.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PAemJwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0ZIYlXSSetc/s1600-h/Pic367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259781310618412802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PAemJwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0ZIYlXSSetc/s320/Pic367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PbEjdxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kABUCsTx6_o/s1600-h/Pic377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259781317756942098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PbEjdxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kABUCsTx6_o/s320/Pic377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PvX-8_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8nJVefKQq9E/s1600-h/Pic374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259781323207144434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PvX-8_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8nJVefKQq9E/s320/Pic374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fun filled&lt;/span&gt; day at the Pumpkin Patch. We went with my mom Sheryl, brother Cody and friend Melissa. We each got a pumpkin so imagine Andy wheeling 8 pumpkins around. They barely fit into the wheelbarrow! Then add the ruts of the patch and a million zillion people because it's so close to Halloween and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; Saturday! I'm just glad I'm not big enough to push yet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Bethany and Hannah had a hard time sitting still for any picture so this is the best we got. I love spending time with all of these guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-4620263989038347075?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/4620263989038347075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=4620263989038347075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4620263989038347075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4620263989038347075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-had-fun-filled-day-at-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Bliss'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SP5_PAemJwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0ZIYlXSSetc/s72-c/Pic367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6945187477822471096</id><published>2008-10-06T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:14:18.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the door?</title><content type='html'>So my kids have been on a little temper tantrum kick lately.  Really a KICK! They have been testing... "what will mom do if I... Kick the door down?"  Also the "I wonder if I can actually kick my bedroom door off?"  Well they are trying. But NO they aren't quite strong enough to kick it off or "maybe Mom doesn't wait for that. She puts me in timeout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;. Man I thought I'd get away with it!" Needless to say I think they must be fighting this cold they have and are really extra tired lately.  I know they love having their bedroom door &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; or maybe they don't..., we'll see when they turn 13!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6945187477822471096?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6945187477822471096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6945187477822471096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6945187477822471096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6945187477822471096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-door.html' title='Why the door?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-4511870497562074585</id><published>2008-09-19T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:31:33.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOooops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SNQ1v5lSogI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qmayD6UiTb4/s1600-h/andy%27s+phone+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247878562820825602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SNQ1v5lSogI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qmayD6UiTb4/s200/andy%27s+phone+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all have these days.  I was just sorting my pictures into folders on my computer and came across dress up pics of the girls.  Nice butt cheek sweet heart.  And she didn't even know.  We are mean for even taking the pic but ya gotta laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-4511870497562074585?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/4511870497562074585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=4511870497562074585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4511870497562074585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4511870497562074585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/ooooops.html' title='OOooops!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SNQ1v5lSogI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qmayD6UiTb4/s72-c/andy%27s+phone+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-4573992517303959289</id><published>2008-09-19T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:05:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons I love Cystic Fibrosis</title><content type='html'>10. I get to fart in public and clear a room. (nasty!)&lt;br /&gt;9.  I get to do so many treatments that I actually wear out the machines!&lt;br /&gt;8. I get to try to gain weight!&lt;br /&gt;7. My 1st grader is stronger than me and almost as tall.&lt;br /&gt;   (It's probably really because she's jut built different.)&lt;br /&gt;6.  I get to get a physical every single month with shots and all.&lt;br /&gt;5. I get to pretend to be an astronaut and wear this really cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-air-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apy&lt;/span&gt; vest that shakes me.&lt;br /&gt;4. I get to gag on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;phlegm&lt;/span&gt; in public and gross everyone out!&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the taste of a medicine burp!&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a reason to be mean (sometimes) I can just say I'm not feeling well. Everyone buys it!&lt;br /&gt;1. I get offered every single kind of cough drop out there known to man even by little old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ladys&lt;/span&gt; in motorized carts. (Dumb and Dumber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO really I'm not depressed I was just laughing today at a the funny misconceptions and offering of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cough drops&lt;/span&gt;.  I actually had to think of all this stuff it wasn't really on my mind.  Love to all the little old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ladys&lt;/span&gt; that have given me a cough drop in the temple.  I'm sure it helps every other cough out there just not CF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-4573992517303959289?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/4573992517303959289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=4573992517303959289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4573992517303959289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/4573992517303959289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-reasons-i-love-cystic-fibrosis.html' title='10 Reasons I love Cystic Fibrosis'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7170747676185145664</id><published>2008-09-05T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:15:21.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Me, You have to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKj_6Oi6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f5FdNoq5Fhc/s1600-h/0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694161035856802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKj_6Oi6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f5FdNoq5Fhc/s200/0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkMygTuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U7-oWec4wQs/s1600-h/Pic089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694164493127394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkMygTuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U7-oWec4wQs/s200/Pic089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkKp68CI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ofN6pKtFOAM/s1600-h/Pic203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694163920252962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkKp68CI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ofN6pKtFOAM/s200/Pic203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkXd7QPI/AAAAAAAAAII/JjPDrVRQvDU/s1600-h/Pic243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694167359602930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkXd7QPI/AAAAAAAAAII/JjPDrVRQvDU/s200/Pic243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkqL_gcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZjMO-FARk0w/s1600-h/Pic290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694172384657858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKkqL_gcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZjMO-FARk0w/s200/Pic290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a good friend asked me to post some pictures of me on my blog.  I don't know why or anything.  As you can tell by the pictures I often don't because this is what I get.  I have a bunch of crap that people take of me.  I either take them of myself or my kids take them.  Even if Andy takes them he zooms in on the kids not me.  Go figure.  I've got this nice one of me at the ocean above and isn't that a cute pose.  Wow maybe I should be a model so I can have some pictures taken of me. NOT.  Love you all.  Hope this gives you the Becky fix but I'm a little cut off or goofy in everything.  I can't win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7170747676185145664?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7170747676185145664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7170747676185145664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7170747676185145664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7170747676185145664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/picture-me-you-have-to.html' title='Picture Me, You have to.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHKj_6Oi6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/f5FdNoq5Fhc/s72-c/0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6793063547656245856</id><published>2008-09-05T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:00:46.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Westport, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGza99s7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/yEMauSTimJk/s1600-h/Pic225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242690027950814130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGza99s7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/yEMauSTimJk/s200/Pic225.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGzQ3R2EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aLQS9fb_PaU/s1600-h/Pic185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242690025238419522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGzQ3R2EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aLQS9fb_PaU/s200/Pic185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGQm9kkKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k0ZfC7OntlM/s1600-h/Pic193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242689429874970786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGQm9kkKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k0ZfC7OntlM/s200/Pic193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGQ0YhZ2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/X3jaZELF23o/s1600-h/Pic198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242689433477670754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGQ0YhZ2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/X3jaZELF23o/s200/Pic198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGRCML-HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DHidmpGKFEM/s1600-h/Pic189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242689437184030834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGRCML-HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DHidmpGKFEM/s200/Pic189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFnrI_MnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/qDFDUHNy3xA/s1600-h/Pic210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688726621958770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFnrI_MnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/qDFDUHNy3xA/s200/Pic210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFn-d15XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/osQ8aV0_7AE/s1600-h/Pic169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688731809703282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFn-d15XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/osQ8aV0_7AE/s200/Pic169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFn2c9yXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/x82fj9MxOVU/s1600-h/Pic172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688729658542450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFn2c9yXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/x82fj9MxOVU/s200/Pic172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFoJhnSuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pLcyhOgO7fQ/s1600-h/Pic185.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHFoUqHKhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/knWUDwXIHGI/s1600-h/Pic193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHEy60M1QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kTe2cGEmxfs/s1600-h/Pic165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242687820296672514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHEy60M1QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kTe2cGEmxfs/s400/Pic165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was our recent trip to Westport, WA.  As you can see we were camping at the beach. We've got the sunset pics, the color daddy with sidewalk chalk and make him an Ogre pics, flying a Dora and Carebears kite pics, building sandcastles and listening to loud music from the bronco pics and laughing and running on the beach pics.   Memories I will cherish for a lifetime. This was honesty our best family camp out ever.  We all got along, we all helped make it a good time. And we all got sand in our underpants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just kidding.  Love an kisses to all who read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6793063547656245856?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6793063547656245856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6793063547656245856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6793063547656245856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6793063547656245856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/westport-wa.html' title='Westport, WA'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHGza99s7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/yEMauSTimJk/s72-c/Pic225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7658733373738909719</id><published>2008-09-05T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:05:04.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck, Duck, Goose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHD132NxSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GA5f9KhkCNY/s1600-h/Pic115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686771527796002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHD132NxSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GA5f9KhkCNY/s200/Pic115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these babes! Out on the lake fishing in our canoe. We caught 4 trout this trip. This is just one of our fun adventures this summer. I haven't been able to go far from home this summer due to being on the transplant list but this is in our backyard so I guess God does provide a way (to have fun).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7658733373738909719?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7658733373738909719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7658733373738909719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7658733373738909719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7658733373738909719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/duck-duck-goose.html' title='Duck, Duck, Goose!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHD132NxSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GA5f9KhkCNY/s72-c/Pic115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7909109147878693938</id><published>2008-09-05T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:41:27.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got crabs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHCkx0AdaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/byGFW2-6t7M/s1600-h/Pic156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242685378338518434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHCkx0AdaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/byGFW2-6t7M/s200/Pic156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHClZwA0XI/AAAAAAAAAGA/buwui91CnXg/s1600-h/Pic158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242685389059182962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHClZwA0XI/AAAAAAAAAGA/buwui91CnXg/s200/Pic158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHClQI734I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XHIYHFpNEfE/s1600-h/Pic152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242685386479361922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHClQI734I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XHIYHFpNEfE/s200/Pic152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep we got crabs! Hermit crabs.  Pearl, Forrest and King Crab.  We had giraffe princess you can kind of see in the 3rd pic but she died.  Oops. I'm new at the crab thing.  The girls love them. Andy has to pick them up for us though.  We are chicken to touch them.  I don't know why I got them! Andy always asks "why?"  So I am getting braver to transport them but they always want out of their shells and that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so I gross out.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7909109147878693938?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7909109147878693938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7909109147878693938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7909109147878693938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7909109147878693938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-got-crabs.html' title='We got crabs!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SMHCkx0AdaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/byGFW2-6t7M/s72-c/Pic156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6708205796569885516</id><published>2008-07-20T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:05:57.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>I had a really great day at church today. First in sacrament meeting there was a brand new member of my church who gave a talk. It was such a good testimony of Jesus Christ and how he will help us through prayer. I was really moved by his talk. Then there was a special musical trio who got up and sang "How great thou art." We all know that song but to have 3 teenage boys sing from their hearts and sound good was awesome. I had goose bumps! I also had the opportunity to teach in Primary class (6-7 yr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;). I only had 2 children in my class and I was able to sit and bond with them and talk about something that may change their lives, making good choices and repentance. Because they are young we don't go deep but they learned the story of the prodigal son and understood the meaning. I was able to come home and nap and spend the rest of the day with my family. This was such a wonderful basic day and I couldn't pass up writing about it. I want to remember this day forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6708205796569885516?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6708205796569885516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6708205796569885516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6708205796569885516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6708205796569885516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/07/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6367195426410752645</id><published>2008-07-11T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:51.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We won tickets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGoWopC_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/vcmhGrlBsBo/s1600-h/0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221790320788311026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGoWopC_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/vcmhGrlBsBo/s200/0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGolvoAxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0DlpsmaqTS8/s1600-h/0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221790324844135186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGolvoAxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0DlpsmaqTS8/s200/0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGo7XPk5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JFRBOjamRUY/s1600-h/0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221790330647450514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGo7XPk5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JFRBOjamRUY/s200/0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. We won the tickets from the Zoo entry. So we took Cody and my mom too.  Above in the pictures we have waiting before the show, during the show, and the cutest pic of the kids' hineys.  I  wasn't really supposed to take pictures during the show and they let me know so this is about the best one.  It was so much fun. The kids were dancing and participating just how they were asked.  It was great! Oh and see the t shirts cody and hannah have we won too. WE also got a cd from the show free and I think that was thrown in to annoy us.  I don't know if I can do it in the car ever again.  I prefer our rudolf over it but it was nice to win. Thanks to the Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium here in Tacoma, WA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go summer fun Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6367195426410752645?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6367195426410752645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6367195426410752645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6367195426410752645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6367195426410752645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-won-tickets.html' title='We won tickets!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeGoWopC_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/vcmhGrlBsBo/s72-c/0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7419343808670190233</id><published>2008-07-11T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:52.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCXm31mSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7zn-8pfv0Ck/s1600-h/0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221785635042728226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCXm31mSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7zn-8pfv0Ck/s200/0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCXtvSqzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wi6wJXAMOGk/s1600-h/0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221785636885932850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCXtvSqzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wi6wJXAMOGk/s200/0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCJN1A_aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cAF7tQunH0o/s1600-h/0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221785387801836962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCJN1A_aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cAF7tQunH0o/s200/0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July we went to a pancake breakfast at church and watched a flag ceremony done by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;color guard&lt;/span&gt;.  Then we ventured off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eatonville&lt;/span&gt;. It's about an hour away and Andy's mom and dad have a cabin up there.  It is way up on a hill overlooking the town.  I think we played Rock Band the video game most of the time. My good pictures are all taken sideways and so because I'm not so good with the photo software you get these dark ones. But little Hannah is still cute!  As you can see by the squirrel too, wildlife just come right onto the porch.  It is fun to watch.  My kids kept coming to get me to show me what kind of bird, chipmunk, squirrel or giant moth was on the porch.  The moth we saw was bigger than my fist no joke.  His body was as thick as my finger. Crazy. God's creations are beautiful!  The fireworks from the towns people in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Eatonville&lt;/span&gt;, Graham and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Puyallup&lt;/span&gt; could be seen so we know we don't need to buy a thing next year.  I didn't this year but everyone insists that's what makes a great 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a ton of fun and Andy was able to go rock climbing on Saturday and swimming and hiking.  There is even a swing called the death swing that most people went on (not me).  Hannah and Bethany couldn't get enough of it.  I had to go inside because my anxiety was so high with my angels on that thing. It is a swing on a hill and so when you swing out you are way way way above anything.  They actually tied the little ones to it with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; harnessing system so they can't fall! Yikes.  Church on Sunday was very wonderful as usual and we got to meet some great new people in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eatonville&lt;/span&gt; ward.  Great weekend overall!&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/4302155605288348770-7419343808670190233?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7419343808670190233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7419343808670190233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7419343808670190233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7419343808670190233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeCXm31mSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7zn-8pfv0Ck/s72-c/0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-941488750350208600</id><published>2008-07-11T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:52.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeying around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeBJndsk2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cVGBu-AMWMo/s1600-h/Pic513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221784295171724130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeBJndsk2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cVGBu-AMWMo/s200/Pic513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the zoo on June 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with our friend Melissa who's in the picture.  We always have fun at the zoo.  We entered a contest at the zoo to win some Go Diego Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tickets&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-941488750350208600?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/941488750350208600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=941488750350208600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/941488750350208600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/941488750350208600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/07/monkeying-around.html' title='Monkeying around!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHeBJndsk2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cVGBu-AMWMo/s72-c/Pic513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7621416501827806781</id><published>2008-07-11T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:52.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenks Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_5vtDd3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GeI91hQUjFI/s1600-h/Pic506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221782922994087794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_5vtDd3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GeI91hQUjFI/s200/Pic506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_51MQTYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KmpHI6iXrng/s1600-h/Pic590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221782924467129730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_51MQTYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KmpHI6iXrng/s200/Pic590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_6R8JrwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2oVLmVgaFOg/s1600-h/Pic591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221782932184215298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_6R8JrwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2oVLmVgaFOg/s200/Pic591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;summer this far... well it's gone quite well. This is the girls at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt; Park. It's a lakeside beach a few blocks from my house. They have fun at the park and then swimming and getting completely sandy! We spent the whole last week in June here because of the heat. That's a great start to our summer fun! They always beg to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7621416501827806781?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7621416501827806781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7621416501827806781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7621416501827806781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7621416501827806781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-this-far.html' title='Jenks Park'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SHd_5vtDd3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GeI91hQUjFI/s72-c/Pic506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6662132451844975215</id><published>2008-06-05T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:53.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm your biggest fan Hannah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqatfdiTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/263TaU-_gkI/s1600-h/Pic062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208459607430498610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqatfdiTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/263TaU-_gkI/s200/Pic062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqa9fdiUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8fvOG5YzdDw/s1600-h/Pic063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208459611725465922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqa9fdiUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8fvOG5YzdDw/s200/Pic063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqbNfdiVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q5vwu-vVnOE/s1600-h/Pic066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208459616020433234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqbNfdiVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q5vwu-vVnOE/s200/Pic066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqbNfdiWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ov0VsYXy9Fg/s1600-h/Pic068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208459616020433250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqbNfdiWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ov0VsYXy9Fg/s200/Pic068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt; got her soccer pictures taken this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and was proud to be a member of the Lightning Cheetahs. Here she is being a goalie, being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spaz&lt;/span&gt; and being hungry for her snack. Isn't she cute. I get such joy out of watching her play these games and have fun. Go Hannah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6662132451844975215?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6662132451844975215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6662132451844975215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6662132451844975215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6662132451844975215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-your-biggest-fan-hannah.html' title='I&apos;m your biggest fan Hannah!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgqatfdiTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/263TaU-_gkI/s72-c/Pic062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-3428527450351999246</id><published>2008-06-05T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:54.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgpqNfdiRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4KKBE4iH-1s/s1600-h/Pic072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208458774206843154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgpqNfdiRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4KKBE4iH-1s/s200/Pic072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgpqdfdiSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lNsh9KS6j2E/s1600-h/Pic065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208458778501810466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgpqdfdiSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lNsh9KS6j2E/s200/Pic065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bug and they got it. Fever, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt;. Poor babies. Andy had it too but he really wasn't up for pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-3428527450351999246?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/3428527450351999246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=3428527450351999246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3428527450351999246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3428527450351999246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick-family.html' title='Sick Family'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SEgpqNfdiRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4KKBE4iH-1s/s72-c/Pic072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7619272705000102922</id><published>2008-05-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:54.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmb3NfdiPI/AAAAAAAAADo/WJRPhWA14c4/s1600-h/Pic036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204362217220049138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmb3NfdiPI/AAAAAAAAADo/WJRPhWA14c4/s200/Pic036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmb3dfdiQI/AAAAAAAAADw/DgEOjqTTxpk/s1600-h/Pic035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204362221515016450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmb3dfdiQI/AAAAAAAAADw/DgEOjqTTxpk/s200/Pic035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures don't do this justice but Monday after my doctors appointment Cody, my mom and I went to the Rain Forest Cafe. There are rainstorms, animals doing shows and fun menus. We went here as my moms mothers day. She was gone on the actual mothers day.&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7619272705000102922?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7619272705000102922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7619272705000102922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7619272705000102922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7619272705000102922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmb3NfdiPI/AAAAAAAAADo/WJRPhWA14c4/s72-c/Pic036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-6813287521527518384</id><published>2008-05-25T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:55.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZLtfdiLI/AAAAAAAAADI/hRn6fsa9r-o/s1600-h/Pic052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204359270872484018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZLtfdiLI/AAAAAAAAADI/hRn6fsa9r-o/s200/Pic052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMNfdiMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dYzIHCvnlag/s1600-h/Pic054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204359279462418626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMNfdiMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dYzIHCvnlag/s200/Pic054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMNfdiNI/AAAAAAAAADY/8UGHO_nyG6U/s1600-h/Pic056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204359279462418642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMNfdiNI/AAAAAAAAADY/8UGHO_nyG6U/s200/Pic056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMdfdiOI/AAAAAAAAADg/_Jgm7E8jVTA/s1600-h/Pic058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204359283757385954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZMdfdiOI/AAAAAAAAADg/_Jgm7E8jVTA/s200/Pic058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning Hannah and Andy went fishing. When they got back we took Andy to donate blood and happened upon a farmers market. I had him drop the kids and me off and we got balloon animals and made rockets we could launch. Plus the music and foods all around us. Also we bumped into friends of ours so that was fun. Afterwards we visited our grandma who now has to be in a nursing home. We brought her pictures the kids made and found out what she needed. As if that wasn't enough, we went to a customer party at the Old Cannery furniture store. There were free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;, soda, old time pictures, and clowns. Hannah got her face painted and Bethany got another balloon animal. We got out of the sun just in time to have nice little tans (not burns). Andy did yard work most of the day but I'm sure he enjoyed the sun! Sunday was church and a BBQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-6813287521527518384?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/6813287521527518384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=6813287521527518384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6813287521527518384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/6813287521527518384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-weekend-fun.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmZLtfdiLI/AAAAAAAAADI/hRn6fsa9r-o/s72-c/Pic052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-168692912219827507</id><published>2008-05-25T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:55.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmXNtfdiKI/AAAAAAAAADA/jWA3mgXV-rM/s1600-h/Pic030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204357106208966818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmXNtfdiKI/AAAAAAAAADA/jWA3mgXV-rM/s200/Pic030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Andy!  This was Andy's Birthday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt; Park. His family came and he had to share his special party with his little Hannah.  That's what you get for having your birthdays so close.  HE even had to cook the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wienies&lt;/span&gt;!  Happy Birthday Andy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-168692912219827507?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/168692912219827507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=168692912219827507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/168692912219827507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/168692912219827507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-andy.html' title='Happy Birthday Andy!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmXNtfdiKI/AAAAAAAAADA/jWA3mgXV-rM/s72-c/Pic030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-8603656999341813893</id><published>2008-05-25T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:55.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hannah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmT1NfdiII/AAAAAAAAACw/vMBdh8EehDg/s1600-h/Pic026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204353386767288450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmT1NfdiII/AAAAAAAAACw/vMBdh8EehDg/s200/Pic026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmT1dfdiJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P51P9lweyBs/s1600-h/Pic034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204353391062255762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmT1dfdiJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P51P9lweyBs/s200/Pic034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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;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="left"&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hannah's&lt;/span&gt; 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! She had 4 family kids, and 5 school friends come and shower her with gifts. Man she got spoiled! I think she got everything she wanted. (no joke) Some of her favorite things were a barbie swimming pool, a Star Wars action figure set, a big art set and a rock tumbler. See! She is spoiled. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; her day to shine. She was really well behaved with no melt downs. We played at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt; Park and had a BBQ and pinata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday Hannah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-8603656999341813893?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/8603656999341813893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=8603656999341813893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/8603656999341813893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/8603656999341813893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-hannah.html' title='Happy Birthday Hannah!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SDmT1NfdiII/AAAAAAAAACw/vMBdh8EehDg/s72-c/Pic026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-3450908348610815917</id><published>2008-05-15T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:37:04.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Decided...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so I was thinking about things today and I've decided there are 2 kinds of people; the kind that feel left out or like they don't fit in, and the kind that have a click of friends and once they step outside that circle realize they just don't fit in with anyone else.  I say this because I keep hearing about people who don't think they fit or are friends with many people of a group I belong to.  Then there are some who I thought WERE THE GROUP to fit into and they too feel like they don't fit in with the group.  I bet we are all the same as far as this goes.  We all need to call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; when we are bored, lonely, or just want someone to hang out with.  We all need to call to check on the others and show true concern and compassion for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. We all need to smile and acknowledge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; even when we don't feel like smiling.  We would just be happier this way.  You know, "Fake it till you make it!" Fake it until you are happy.  Not every circumstance of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt; but you get the idea.  I have been pretty happy lately and I wish that those who are not could experience the joy that I do.  Friends are wonderful.  Sometimes you have to listen when you are busy doing other things. Sometimes you have to call when you just want to rest.  Sometimes you have to do favors that you are too tired to do.  Wouldn't a good friend do those things for you.  Obviously take care of yourself first but we waste a lot of time just being lazy.  I have been making weekly goals in the friendship department and have reaped many things to be grateful for.  One day I just worked on smiling to those around me and showing sincere interest in their lives, also asking them how they are.  Too many times people are faking the happiness and need to get something off their chest.  You may be just the right friend to vent to.  This was a wonderful day for me because I was able to talk with people I don't usually talk to and they now hopefully feel like they "fit in" with at least one more person in the group.  Do your part and you are bound to "fit in" the group.  Because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; we are in the same group so there must be something in common!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-3450908348610815917?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/3450908348610815917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=3450908348610815917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3450908348610815917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3450908348610815917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve Decided...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-3589109990267053630</id><published>2008-05-12T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:24:25.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your blessings</title><content type='html'>Today we can count our blessings that we were not in China when the quakes hit. We can be grateful that we have our families still alive.  I get so caught up in each disaster reported on the news.  My heart hurts for all of the people affected by tragedy. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; were ways I could help everyone I would.&lt;br /&gt; I am especially grateful that I still have my mommy to celebrate Mother's Day with!  I had a wonderful mother's day myself.  My daughters were so good to me.  Hannah made me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hand print&lt;/span&gt; wreath with her picture in the middle and a poem on the back and she made me a card and then also gave me a package of seeds with a poem and a cardboard watering can to water my seeds(her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beth&lt;/span&gt;) and watch them grow.  Bethany made me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; with her picture on one side and fingerprint flowers on the other side, she also made me a card with her picture in it.  Then them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Harrington&lt;/span&gt; bought me a new stamp set.  He also made me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; breakfast of waffles.  Then at church I got flowers, and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; also gave me flowers.  So as you can see I was showered with gifts and I can truly count my blessings.  Love to them all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-3589109990267053630?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/3589109990267053630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=3589109990267053630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3589109990267053630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3589109990267053630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count your blessings'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-3208732185610948598</id><published>2008-05-01T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:55.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjDfehdeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i1rWk8crLhQ/s1600-h/Pic850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195574031765566946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjDfehdeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i1rWk8crLhQ/s200/Pic850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjEfehdfI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMXX9S2MviY/s1600-h/Pic851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195574048945436146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjEfehdfI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMXX9S2MviY/s200/Pic851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjE_ehdgI/AAAAAAAAABg/zJoI5qh2PfU/s1600-h/Pic856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195574057535370754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjE_ehdgI/AAAAAAAAABg/zJoI5qh2PfU/s200/Pic856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I have been making cards lately.   I think I will give them as Christmas presents.  I will box them up as nice sets.  They are fun to do and hopefully the girls in my family will like them. Not only is this an outlet for my creative side I get to visit with friends while making them (my mom included!)  I have not been up to much else in the last week because I have had a bad cold.  It is getting better but the cough is hanging on! I think I probably got sick because I ate this giant chocolate bar a few days before the sickness hit and it probably brought my immune system to a stand still.  No more pigging out on that stuff for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-3208732185610948598?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/3208732185610948598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=3208732185610948598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3208732185610948598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/3208732185610948598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-have-been-making-cards-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBpjDfehdeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i1rWk8crLhQ/s72-c/Pic850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-8509038910360126875</id><published>2008-04-27T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:55.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer and My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBR2Z_ehddI/AAAAAAAAABI/QhQeImvNqNw/s1600-h/Pic162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906459173287378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBR2Z_ehddI/AAAAAAAAABI/QhQeImvNqNw/s200/Pic162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bethany roller skating in the house! (last fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hannah and Beth started soccer Saturday. Hannah loves it as I thought she would. She has an awesome coach this season! And she has 2 of her friends on her team. Bethany is sick right now so basically we went to meet the coach and team. She is the only 3 yr old on her team! The other kids are 4 and way bigger. Andy thought we should switch her team until I reminded him that these kids are in her league so we either play &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; their team or &lt;strong&gt;against&lt;/strong&gt; their team. It only makes sense to play &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned Bethany was sick. Well so am I. We have this crumby cold that has a constant cough and clogged up or running nose. It sucks really bad. The cough not only sounds like a seal but it hurts too. It feels like a knife scraped the inside of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;throat&lt;/span&gt; and chest every cough. (and remember it's constant) That is the reason I'm able to blog at 5:45 on the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last but not least I love my mommy. I have spent this last week buying her mothers day gift. I am putting together a basket from Cody, Destiny and myself. We are just buying her tons of stamping stuff because we have grown to love card making. I am so excited about this gift because it has been fun to pick all of the stuff. I got her things I wished I had and a few things she always says she wants so I know she'll like it. I just wish I had about $500 to blow on her because it is so much fun to shop for this stuff. And I don't really like shopping that much. (usually because it takes a long time) This is just walk in buy what I can afford and is cute and walk out. FUN FUN FUN... She is worth every penny too! She is the best mommy ever and she has come a long way from her bar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hopping&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smoking&lt;/span&gt;', working 24/7 days. Now she can enjoy life to it's fullest and she has 2 wonderful people to do that with. Allen and Cody. They are her everything. (well besides me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;.)  I LOVE YOU MOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-8509038910360126875?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/8509038910360126875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=8509038910360126875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/8509038910360126875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/8509038910360126875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/soccer-and-my-mom.html' title='Soccer and My mom'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SBR2Z_ehddI/AAAAAAAAABI/QhQeImvNqNw/s72-c/Pic162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7452553441516611640</id><published>2008-04-23T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:52:54.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life this week...</title><content type='html'>Cemeteries---So this week I have been going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cemeteries&lt;/span&gt; and taking pictures. Sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; huh? Kinda.  I am doing as a volunteer for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;findagrave&lt;/span&gt;.com.  People want to see a picture of their loved ones graves but live too far away to take one themselves.  It is a nice memorial for them.  I have only been to 2 cemeteries and who knew they could be so confusing.  The maps are ridiculous to follow and the unmarked ones don't say unmarked so here you are looking for something that's not there.  Wow I have learned what questions to ask before I go.  This is just something kind of fun that I can do for other people and at the same time find my ancestors on this site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah at school--- Today I took Bethany for some speech evaluations at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hannah's&lt;/span&gt; school and determined Beth just needs some practice on some letter sounds but is fine.  But I was able to spend the day at school with Hannah. I went to recess and ate lunch with her.  First, Yuck on school lunch! I'm sorry I make her ever eat it!  Second, She has plenty of friends and seems to be quite the popular girl.  I'm sure having Bethany and I there helped.  At recess lots of girls crowded us and ran around with mine.  Then back in the class Hannah sits with all boys at her table. She spilled today and both boys ran to get her a napkin.  How nice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not even the one she said she was gonna have a sleep over at. (Not happening!)  Needless to say, any fears about my daughter having friends are gone.  I am a happy little mommy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7452553441516611640?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7452553441516611640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7452553441516611640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7452553441516611640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7452553441516611640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-this-week.html' title='Life this week...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-1669962168056878046</id><published>2008-04-18T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:53:20.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>So I've been thinking this blog thing is going to be pretty hard to keep up on.  Now I owe it to all of you to update regularly with pictures and thoughts.  Wow. And I thought it would always be fun and easy.  Well I saw this person 2 days ago at the library with my kids and I smiled to be nice even though I really wanted to tell my kids not to look.  They were just all done up punk rock but with all the holes.  That doesn't even usually bother me but this person had a mean look.  So I smiled, and then they hocked a big one right on the sidewalk and tilted their head up and boy I felt like hurrying out of  there.  Well that person has successfully made it into my dreams.  Yep they were that scary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt;!  Crazy huh?  Well I am working on getting my girls school pics up and also pics of my new nieces and nephew.  Love you all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-1669962168056878046?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/1669962168056878046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=1669962168056878046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/1669962168056878046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/1669962168056878046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-5964063069760491657</id><published>2008-04-13T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:56.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun wherever we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxEvKTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L53hB2oG7n0/s1600-h/Pic750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752345211227298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxEvKTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L53hB2oG7n0/s200/Pic750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxUvKTLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hxGjtPlsksQ/s1600-h/Pic761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752349506194610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxUvKTLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hxGjtPlsksQ/s200/Pic761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxkvKTMI/AAAAAAAAABA/2BpXatISqEs/s1600-h/Pic747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752353801161922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxkvKTMI/AAAAAAAAABA/2BpXatISqEs/s200/Pic747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a lot of fun around here!  Cody and Hannah decided they wanted to show us how to play Guitar Hero. The thing is we were in Fred Meyer!  Then we went to the mall to return some things and there was a carnival setting up.  We played a game and won some stuffed animals.  The thing is we were the only people at the whole carnival besides the workers! Isn't this a cute picture of the girls together on this slide.  The thing is we were at Point Defiance Zoo not the park!  We just have fun wherever we go and that's no joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-5964063069760491657?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/5964063069760491657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=5964063069760491657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/5964063069760491657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/5964063069760491657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-wherever-we-go.html' title='Fun wherever we go!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAImxEvKTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L53hB2oG7n0/s72-c/Pic750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-7643670588143265488</id><published>2008-04-13T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:56.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAIi10vKTJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QJ2n5ql_LnM/s1600-h/Pic781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188748028769094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAIi10vKTJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QJ2n5ql_LnM/s320/Pic781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is Bethany, Hannah and Cody. What little goofs. The girls had Cody over for the weekend and they had a blast.  We went to the Daffodil parade, the park (a few times),  Borders books, and we were all hot.  We made sure to buy 3 kinds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt; for the house afterwards!  Hannah loved to have movie night on Friday &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; Saturday! Bethany loved to have someone to play board games with. We played Cranium but she just liked to use the P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lay-doh&lt;/span&gt;.  We all played Bingo after dinner! We definately packed our day!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-7643670588143265488?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/7643670588143265488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=7643670588143265488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7643670588143265488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/7643670588143265488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/kids.html' title='The kids'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAIi10vKTJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QJ2n5ql_LnM/s72-c/Pic781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302155605288348770.post-2990373889183741418</id><published>2008-04-11T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:50:56.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband loves me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAAVVYAGutI/AAAAAAAAAAg/e8CwjAXszVM/s1600-h/Pic565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188170227695139538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAAVVYAGutI/AAAAAAAAAAg/e8CwjAXszVM/s320/Pic565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I just wanted my first post to be all about my honey and how wonderful he is. He won't get a big head because he'll probably never care to read this.  He took me to the melting pot for dinner and that's where this pic was.  He is my knight in shining armor, sometimes it just has to be buffed a little because he's normal.  He takes such good care of me and my girls and I couldn't ask for anything more.  He cooks, cleans, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;does try&lt;/span&gt; to look nice when he's not at work.  At work he pours concrete all day so that does dull his shine a little.  I love you Andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4302155605288348770-2990373889183741418?l=littleharrys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/feeds/2990373889183741418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4302155605288348770&amp;postID=2990373889183741418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/2990373889183741418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4302155605288348770/posts/default/2990373889183741418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleharrys.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-husband-loves-me.html' title='My husband loves me'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375509139957589629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAARvoAGuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8B8FOdgHwI/S220/P1010206.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qS5_ZAl2Pu0/SAAVVYAGutI/AAAAAAAAAAg/e8CwjAXszVM/s72-c/Pic565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
