<?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-6744230085900204829</id><updated>2012-02-20T08:17:03.076-08:00</updated><category term='Emilee you look so grow up here.'/><category term='Birthdays Kim and Jenny'/><category term='it was fun.'/><category term='Garden Tomb'/><category term='I'/><category term='I decided to make a small camera bag for Jamie&apos;s sewing challange.  I even tried  a little machinen quilting'/><title type='text'>A Wallsburg Grandma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4826464057934740846</id><published>2012-02-20T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T08:17:03.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Girl's Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vto6P-oOiXY/T0JlaZlJBLI/AAAAAAAACNY/QD2j5Nw8SjM/s1600/P1020852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711238781676881074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vto6P-oOiXY/T0JlaZlJBLI/AAAAAAAACNY/QD2j5Nw8SjM/s400/P1020852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my beautiful girls all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fancied&lt;/span&gt; up. I am so proud of them. They teach me so much! Jamie has has worked magic with their hair and makeup. I always smile &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt; as they all make themselves gorgeous for each other. It is some how foreign to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. I grew up throwing on a T shirt and heading out. I have always felt if I could live on a beach with a bathing suit, a skirt and a sweatshirt. That would be all I would need. Guess I better throw in my Gs somewhere. But I love to learn how to be girlish, and dress up for our men. They need a pretty wife to be proud of. I have so much to learn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; these girls. I treasure the fact that they love each other. They go to great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lenghts&lt;/span&gt; to come together &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; one time each year. That is not an easy task. Husbands and kids struggle. But somehow it happens, for now anyway. A miracle takes place, in some hotel room, or at an airport, in warm weather or cold, sisters and a watching Mom meet. In an instant matching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chromosomes&lt;/span&gt; re unit and there is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDQksl_n6Rw/T0JlZUNmJ8I/AAAAAAAACNM/_YJPN-E5WK4/s1600/P1020855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711238763056080834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDQksl_n6Rw/T0JlZUNmJ8I/AAAAAAAACNM/_YJPN-E5WK4/s400/P1020855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a perfect picture because Tom has his eyes open and you can really see his true self, happy, crazy, and so glad to be with his girls. That was an extra bonus this year. We spent time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. I love my arm around Nicole. She feels like mine. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt; I think we are the most alike. I love the library, looking for good healthy food &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bargains&lt;/span&gt;, and walking the dog. Thank you Nicole for caring for Sam. I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nicole's&lt;/span&gt; hair and she patiently tried to teach me how to do mine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt;. We laughed as her nice thick hair stayed perfect and my feathers feathered. I think I have grown to appreciate feathers. Nicole you always inspire me, thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XF0kgv0lx_Y/T0JlZA24W4I/AAAAAAAACNA/hEej2YVHWnA/s1600/P1020851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711238757860531074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XF0kgv0lx_Y/T0JlZA24W4I/AAAAAAAACNA/hEej2YVHWnA/s400/P1020851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although this is a terrible picture it says it all for me. Notice the camera turned on, sitting on the table. Waiting to record somehow for posterity that we love each other. This is a picture I would grab in a fire. It records a spiritual union. Dad and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; returned to this same table two more times because we want to remember &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; a rare night spent there with our girls. The fish &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tacos&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; die for, the night was warm, the music lively and fun. But it was the coming together of hearts that were sad, or hurt, or lonely. We cried and talked. But mostly we just cared about each other. Didn't really matter the problem because we all have them and we will have many more, but we cared about each other. We wanted to help fix each other. In the same way that we had just helped each other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; at the hotel room. Hear let me do you makeup, or wear my shoes, "you look fabulous". We cried and laughed, and really wanted these rare moments not to end. I must journal these thoughts because we know I am going to have a tendency to forget. When I am older and walking in Margie's shoes I hope one of you will get my big black journals and make me read to remember. They have become for me like the little brown box the littlest angel kept under his bed. Life is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; and precious! We must hold on tight. We must always remember happy memories are made by appointment. So lets never ever not schedule them in. Now if I can only find my appointment book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4826464057934740846?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4826464057934740846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4826464057934740846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4826464057934740846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4826464057934740846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-girls-trip.html' title='Our Girl&apos;s Trip'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vto6P-oOiXY/T0JlaZlJBLI/AAAAAAAACNY/QD2j5Nw8SjM/s72-c/P1020852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3202256704104245915</id><published>2012-01-28T00:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T01:07:39.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona</title><content type='html'>Matt brought me his computer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;do-da&lt;/span&gt; this weekend, so I am blogging! Jamie is so good to us! She fixes fabulous meals, invites us to all the boys doings, and tonight we spent a wonderful Friday night with the whole family having &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;buffalo&lt;/span&gt; wings and walking a great outdoor mall. She has more energy than a train. She is nothing short of magic how she runs a salon, several social groups, the scouts, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercises&lt;/span&gt; up the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; Yang and keeps smiling. But most of all she loves her boys and her man. She cheers them all on saying "Run harder, you are the best, you can do anything!" She makes me want to get in there and run faster too. She was so tender and kind to Margie as you can see from this picture. One Sunday Mom was beside herself not being able to figure out why she was in Arizona and not her home. Jamie just took her over. She painted her fingernails, and massaged her hands and asked questions and listened carefully. It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; so much to Margie. She tells me about it all the time. Another time she rubbed her feet with lotion and listen to her stories from her journal. Mom loved the little boys. Her favorite time was pushing Grady around in a grocery cart in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wallmart&lt;/span&gt; while the boys were picking out their Christmas surprises. They had the best talk. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaces&lt;/span&gt; loves everything in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wallmart&lt;/span&gt;. She always wanted to save valuables for the boys, like straws from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/span&gt;, mild sauce &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; Taco Bell, and little hotel soaps. They made her smile. I wish I could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wisk&lt;/span&gt; her back and forth. I miss her. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2dMJeO9VuA/TyOxs8qbC9I/AAAAAAAACMo/SJ9dnDd4lTw/s1600/P1020435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702596938937600978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2dMJeO9VuA/TyOxs8qbC9I/AAAAAAAACMo/SJ9dnDd4lTw/s400/P1020435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hoixudb0oUs/TyOxrwRxuWI/AAAAAAAACMc/ZJ7BPBVHcy4/s1600/P1020426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702596918433134946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hoixudb0oUs/TyOxrwRxuWI/AAAAAAAACMc/ZJ7BPBVHcy4/s400/P1020426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdgSQgz7NlY/TyOxrdZ7T5I/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZuJKtYCJYg0/s1600/P1020420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702596913367043986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdgSQgz7NlY/TyOxrdZ7T5I/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZuJKtYCJYg0/s400/P1020420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and I have the biggest smiles on because it is so fabulous to live a jump away from the Heaps. I get to read with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace's&lt;/span&gt; class and watch him grin. Even met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LuLu&lt;/span&gt; his hon. Grady's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt; is just like the picture. He is so adorable. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; saved me the Frosty coupon he earned from jogging 40 laps at school. The last lap was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squeaker&lt;/span&gt; with the encouragement of his Mom. We are going on a date to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/span&gt;. This is an amazing window of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; to eat up the Heaps. Hope we aren't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smothering&lt;/span&gt; them. Dad says I am Margie and need to relax. But I am learning there is nothing like family. There in lies our greatest joys. I love you all. Thank you Matt for fixing Dad up with every movie imaginable, and Jamie a giant thank you for getting Dad walking. We love the Heaps. Can't wait for next week when I get to spend time with my favorite people. Ya Ba &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Ba Do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3202256704104245915?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3202256704104245915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3202256704104245915' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3202256704104245915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3202256704104245915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2012/01/arizona.html' title='Arizona'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2dMJeO9VuA/TyOxs8qbC9I/AAAAAAAACMo/SJ9dnDd4lTw/s72-c/P1020435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2865922285393138795</id><published>2011-12-25T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T19:11:39.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Da7ahIrDKlc/TvfHXzzXTZI/AAAAAAAACK4/Zjesg10wmyU/s1600/P1020393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690235866062474642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Da7ahIrDKlc/TvfHXzzXTZI/AAAAAAAACK4/Zjesg10wmyU/s400/P1020393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-226IxBsk7CQ/TvfHXNjOeAI/AAAAAAAACKs/s2a0HX6HM_8/s1600/P1020392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690235855794239490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-226IxBsk7CQ/TvfHXNjOeAI/AAAAAAAACKs/s2a0HX6HM_8/s400/P1020392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47qtw1kP76Q/TvfHWnZls4I/AAAAAAAACKg/GoTdqT3U6-M/s1600/P1020390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690235845553271682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47qtw1kP76Q/TvfHWnZls4I/AAAAAAAACKg/GoTdqT3U6-M/s400/P1020390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HF6qd0YIPUU/TvfHWFShagI/AAAAAAAACKU/3Plgx03TaYI/s1600/P1020378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690235836396825090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HF6qd0YIPUU/TvfHWFShagI/AAAAAAAACKU/3Plgx03TaYI/s400/P1020378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNNahHdnEp8/TvfHV-hoCmI/AAAAAAAACKI/neaRqdjMr-M/s1600/P1020401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690235834581125730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNNahHdnEp8/TvfHV-hoCmI/AAAAAAAACKI/neaRqdjMr-M/s400/P1020401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary, Joseph, and an angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2865922285393138795?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2865922285393138795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2865922285393138795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2865922285393138795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2865922285393138795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/12/nativity.html' title='Nativity'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Da7ahIrDKlc/TvfHXzzXTZI/AAAAAAAACK4/Zjesg10wmyU/s72-c/P1020393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5023659115955857804</id><published>2011-12-25T15:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T16:51:35.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Kim's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEWZXzKGkAM/Tve1wZaZt4I/AAAAAAAACJA/tMCAwDPXLwQ/s1600/P1020375.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas at the Millers was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWRwHXnPHRI/Tve1wTpugaI/AAAAAAAACIw/TgW2KodBmP8/s1600/P1020375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690216495719547298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWRwHXnPHRI/Tve1wTpugaI/AAAAAAAACIw/TgW2KodBmP8/s400/P1020375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZJH2p6DvBk/Tve1wIs8VSI/AAAAAAAACIo/VXFi9DSwLng/s1600/P1020385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690216492780246306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZJH2p6DvBk/Tve1wIs8VSI/AAAAAAAACIo/VXFi9DSwLng/s400/P1020385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7UKL_bAPqM/Tve0V4Y1JeI/AAAAAAAACIc/EIwBydkrt-0/s1600/P1020362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690214942212695522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7UKL_bAPqM/Tve0V4Y1JeI/AAAAAAAACIc/EIwBydkrt-0/s400/P1020362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLvCOUmh4K8/Tve0VXuCvPI/AAAAAAAACIQ/qN5IVbxFnqc/s1600/P1020360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690214933443296498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLvCOUmh4K8/Tve0VXuCvPI/AAAAAAAACIQ/qN5IVbxFnqc/s400/P1020360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Kim went to so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; work. Their house was beautiful, the food was delicious and the family program and games were awesome. Everyone scored amazing presents. Thank you so much Jason and Kim. We love you. Christmas in Lindon was magical. We are so glad our family has you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sI5QlF3e6k/Tve0VOizD1I/AAAAAAAACIE/dkmhaB2GXbc/s1600/P1020342.JPG"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5023659115955857804?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5023659115955857804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5023659115955857804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5023659115955857804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5023659115955857804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-at-kims.html' title='Christmas at Kim&apos;s'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWRwHXnPHRI/Tve1wTpugaI/AAAAAAAACIw/TgW2KodBmP8/s72-c/P1020375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6607684410483850397</id><published>2011-11-25T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:13:05.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>Boy do I love these people, pretty Kim with her new fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt; camera, brave Jason with the oh so sore back, Nicole with her with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; mom, and the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; was feast because of all of you. Thank you for coming!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmxLXB7MJXw/Ts-rbzi8bnI/AAAAAAAACFQ/BRUmei2etgg/s1600/P1020245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678946149319077490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmxLXB7MJXw/Ts-rbzi8bnI/AAAAAAAACFQ/BRUmei2etgg/s400/P1020245.JPG" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are sharing our blessings and cutting the flour away from the dime. Loved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt; everyone thoughts. We are blessed!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NB8KXMSDs88/Ts-ra9zG84I/AAAAAAAACE4/13sIcn9EBLU/s1600/P1020239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678946134891361154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NB8KXMSDs88/Ts-ra9zG84I/AAAAAAAACE4/13sIcn9EBLU/s400/P1020239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bret and Nicole would not give up on all the dirty pans and dishes. They worked till everything was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spic&lt;/span&gt; and span. When everyone left Tom and I put our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt; up and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;watched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Brooks and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dunn's&lt;/span&gt; Special. All the tender songs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminded&lt;/span&gt; us about how much we love our family. Jamie , thanks for you good morning call on Thanksgiving. You sounded so happy and it just made my day. I missed Matt like crazy. I am trying to get used to that but so far it is not working. I imagined Kelly all day with her family, I think another family celebrated with them. I can't wait to see her blog. So sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; hurt his back. He was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; but he came anyway and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on our hard floor. You are in our prayers Jason.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZjdMHZdkOk/Ts-pvn3D-HI/AAAAAAAACEg/oLsEZ9jpCNY/s1600/P1020211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678944290756360306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZjdMHZdkOk/Ts-pvn3D-HI/AAAAAAAACEg/oLsEZ9jpCNY/s400/P1020211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret, thanks for the photo of my butt, couldn't bring myself to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXtePmPP7aY/Ts-pvL4628I/AAAAAAAACEU/gmP2Wip74oA/s1600/P1020186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678944283247958978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXtePmPP7aY/Ts-pvL4628I/AAAAAAAACEU/gmP2Wip74oA/s400/P1020186.JPG" /&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tTdi-2cwPQ/Ts-pu1S8B0I/AAAAAAAACEI/xuo0Zbvy9Sw/s1600/P1020222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678944277183072066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tTdi-2cwPQ/Ts-pu1S8B0I/AAAAAAAACEI/xuo0Zbvy9Sw/s400/P1020222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little girls came up the night before to make pies and rolls. What fun for me! We watched 17 Miracles, boy did that make us thankful for our Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; with my computer, or the truth is with me. The pictures and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; just keep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bouncing&lt;/span&gt; all over and some keep getting erased. I think I am magic and I just haven't been appreciating it. Bret doesn't call me Margie for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made this little cottage for the Festival of Trees. On Monday Mom is coming up with me to Salt Lake and I am looking forward to it&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXL8mtGHJgM/Ts-nclKwgZI/AAAAAAAACDw/dBNZ9c8Omq4/s1600/P1020190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678941764592894354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXL8mtGHJgM/Ts-nclKwgZI/AAAAAAAACDw/dBNZ9c8Omq4/s400/P1020190.JPG" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilee and Jen, made my Thanksgiving. They showed up to sleep over night. Here you see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jenny's&lt;/span&gt; great big eyes and her cute puckered lips. Emilee is holding a tight smile not to reveal her flashy braces. They made fabulous pumpkin pies! Crust and all. Why didn't I take a picture of them? I loved that they wanted to curl up close together in my big flowered chair. Now if we only would have had Madison and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKinnley&lt;/span&gt; squished in there too it would have been absolutely perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dib4rlvcr4/Ts-ncJtSUMI/AAAAAAAACDk/oUhRvnCZIGQ/s1600/P1020185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678941757221523650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dib4rlvcr4/Ts-ncJtSUMI/AAAAAAAACDk/oUhRvnCZIGQ/s400/P1020185.JPG" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to the family I love, you are all my greatest blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6607684410483850397?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6607684410483850397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6607684410483850397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6607684410483850397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6607684410483850397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmxLXB7MJXw/Ts-rbzi8bnI/AAAAAAAACFQ/BRUmei2etgg/s72-c/P1020245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5098095972102752734</id><published>2011-11-13T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:51:48.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday for Heith and Kade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPhgOrKWv9c/TsBaNC6fcuI/AAAAAAAAB7M/vDWExTlResw/s1600/halloween%2B2010%2B095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674634710653825762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPhgOrKWv9c/TsBaNC6fcuI/AAAAAAAAB7M/vDWExTlResw/s400/halloween%2B2010%2B095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXcDiHKF76g/TsBaM_XoFMI/AAAAAAAAB68/5YtCcei9TgM/s1600/heaths%2Bbirthday%2B2010%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674634709702284482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXcDiHKF76g/TsBaM_XoFMI/AAAAAAAAB68/5YtCcei9TgM/s400/heaths%2Bbirthday%2B2010%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6ltrJL7BPI/TsBaMsi7_OI/AAAAAAAAB6w/9rl5AvUXiY4/s1600/halloween%2B2010%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674634704649452770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6ltrJL7BPI/TsBaMsi7_OI/AAAAAAAAB6w/9rl5AvUXiY4/s400/halloween%2B2010%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;November is Birthday time for tThompson Men. We want to send you a "Howdy Howdy" Birthday wish! Kade you look so tough in your football uniform. I can attest to your mighty runs, catches, and touchdowns because I saw some of them. You are a great example for your football friends. You can be kind when you are suppose to be and rough when you need to be. The girls in your family will always be protected and taken care of by you and your dad. I am planning on calling you for a one on one birthday talk (you so love to talk on the phone) so get ready. Think of some good stuff to tell me. Happy Birthday Dear Kade Grandpa and I love you and we are always so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Heath. You are the man for all seasons and places. When I saw Kelly's blog this morning with you leading your family on a bike ride in down town Chicago, I was blown away. What a lucky family. How did you ever get all those bikes there? How did you ever get all the tires pumped up at the same time? I was glad that Millie was on your bike, behind you, I am sure she did get real tired. I loved the pictures of the sky line, the water, and the happy kids. Heath thank you for all you do for Kelly and the kids. You bless all of our lives. Wish I was in your Seminary Class. Wish I was on a bike right behind all of you. Thank you for letting me come out and share your lives. I love you! Happy Birthday! 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What bright eyes and a happy grin. You have brought so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; joy to our family. I had so much fun watching you trick or treat. You followed Katy around with your little bucket which you returned to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dump into&lt;/span&gt; your brand new birthday pillow case. "Wait Guys" were your favorite words. Celebrating your Halloween Birthday was the very best part of October. I liked the table, with the spiders, dry ice lemonade and floating heads. Your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;costume&lt;/span&gt; was perfect, especially the black eye mask. Thank you Bret (the sex offender) and Nicole (the flowing gypsy) for sharing your family with us. We love you crazy guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3254146157716749800?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3254146157716749800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3254146157716749800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3254146157716749800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3254146157716749800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/11/shawn.html' title='Shawn'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTuRxBX_lMY/TrFCizuGn5I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/pMJwL8MF-Wc/s72-c/P1040245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6938594234053149682</id><published>2011-10-15T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T21:00:14.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jayne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXdgWPXSTdc/TppVO3f_vnI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/OAbRHGLy-Is/s1600/P1010989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663933195276500594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXdgWPXSTdc/TppVO3f_vnI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/OAbRHGLy-Is/s400/P1010989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this a cute face or what!! Baby Jayne please don't grow up so fast. I love your tiny pig tails and your mischievious grin. I think you are deciding when to jump on your mom's folded clothes, or how to climb to the top of the pantry shelves to get a treat. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6938594234053149682?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6938594234053149682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6938594234053149682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6938594234053149682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6938594234053149682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-jayne.html' title='Baby Jayne'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXdgWPXSTdc/TppVO3f_vnI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/OAbRHGLy-Is/s72-c/P1010989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5657721158480129691</id><published>2011-10-05T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T16:53:01.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays Kim and Jenny'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Kimberlyn, you are beautiful in this picture. Lucky Jay. You are such a strength in our family. Thank you for looking up on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; about Dad's bumps, they are better. Thank you for the fun night during the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;priesthood&lt;/span&gt; meeting. The milk shake was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;devine&lt;/span&gt; and the park amazing, and your happy kids were my favorite part. Lunch with you and Lucy was also my favorite. I love you Kim! I know you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; birthday with all those little people watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; you. You &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; all of our lives better. Happy Birthday!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdI8ENDp4kc/Tozo2Pb3eqI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/3iagq_oGfWY/s1600/P1010634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660154850251864738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdI8ENDp4kc/Tozo2Pb3eqI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/3iagq_oGfWY/s400/P1010634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GMF5I87ky94/Tozo12TaLmI/AAAAAAAAB0I/U2WhZQ4O7PE/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660154843505503842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GMF5I87ky94/Tozo12TaLmI/AAAAAAAAB0I/U2WhZQ4O7PE/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny, Happy Big 14. You are a Mia Maid, I can't believe it. I know you are an awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dixon&lt;/span&gt; Vice President, I would like to hear your announcements. Bet they are funky and fun. Your party sounded so amazing. Your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; and Dad sure do love you. That will be a Birthday to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;. I am so glad you belong to us Jenny. You are sweet and kind and smart. I love you! Grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5657721158480129691?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5657721158480129691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5657721158480129691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5657721158480129691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5657721158480129691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-kimberlyn-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdI8ENDp4kc/Tozo2Pb3eqI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/3iagq_oGfWY/s72-c/P1010634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8540739047941453908</id><published>2011-07-11T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:05:33.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>The 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; this year, it just felt right. Though we all missed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt; big time, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovnlCGfoNwc/ThrzB8Vya1I/AAAAAAAABvk/vbneW_lsKFU/s1600/P1010410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628077899055786834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovnlCGfoNwc/ThrzB8Vya1I/AAAAAAAABvk/vbneW_lsKFU/s400/P1010410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone seemed to have such a good time. I loved having the Heaps in our home. There is always so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; energy there. I count my many, 27 to be exact, blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGZp0BcDWg4/Thrx3e3qpfI/AAAAAAAABvc/aBSjzKe_-tQ/s1600/P1010414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628076619834500594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGZp0BcDWg4/Thrx3e3qpfI/AAAAAAAABvc/aBSjzKe_-tQ/s400/P1010414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VF5GXm_0x0/ThrwySP-s1I/AAAAAAAABvU/CGF1C7bxhPM/s1600/P1010419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628075431035843410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VF5GXm_0x0/ThrwySP-s1I/AAAAAAAABvU/CGF1C7bxhPM/s400/P1010419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8540739047941453908?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8540739047941453908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8540739047941453908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8540739047941453908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8540739047941453908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovnlCGfoNwc/ThrzB8Vya1I/AAAAAAAABvk/vbneW_lsKFU/s72-c/P1010410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8120719966348837781</id><published>2011-06-18T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T06:37:29.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>It is Father's Day and oh we have some mighty fine fathers in our family! As I watch little families who are missing a real father, I see the gigantic whole in a family. Something that can never be replaced by anything else. I am so thankful today for my own dear father Archie. I never felt anything but love and acceptance from him. I imagine him so happy today. Tom was pretty much raised without a Dad but he has so many tender father feelings that have blessed our family. Bret, Jason, Heath, Matt H. I am so grateful for your goodness to your families. You all work so hard and then come home to heavy church responsibilities, yards to take care of, children starving for your time, and wives who need you too. You are amazing! Thank you for who you are and how others feel when they are around you. I love you!!! I am so glad you are the fathers of our grandchildren. I always smile when I think of you! Happy Happy Father's Day!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkJTdQQn7bc/TfyXhg3tRkI/AAAAAAAABvM/7n2MCSD-rhk/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619533037066602050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkJTdQQn7bc/TfyXhg3tRkI/AAAAAAAABvM/7n2MCSD-rhk/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this year at Lagona it should be "We Love Our Dads Year!" Maybe some extra tender care of the big men on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9UDV-XZbls/TfyReJUC7lI/AAAAAAAABvE/KckSuZUa_AI/s1600/Matt%2B%2526%2BCandice%252C%2BBoxes%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3EsGGcJphY/TfyRc2wOUsI/AAAAAAAABu8/kljdzvfqLnA/s1600/heaths%2Bbirthday%2B2010%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619526359971680962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3EsGGcJphY/TfyRc2wOUsI/AAAAAAAABu8/kljdzvfqLnA/s400/heaths%2Bbirthday%2B2010%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrdKuB3KRKI/TfyRbqdLQrI/AAAAAAAABu0/KZ4-ES5MqkA/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2009%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619524403677585634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y63NEcuzrWc/TfyPq-_XYOI/AAAAAAAABuc/NTsFfz1RBpg/s400/Thanksgiving%2B2009%2B011.JPG" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOiZ6PvsE7k/TfyPpkw_wtI/AAAAAAAABuU/ZcLsm1wWDds/s1600/Halloween%2B184.JPG"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8120719966348837781?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8120719966348837781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8120719966348837781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8120719966348837781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8120719966348837781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkJTdQQn7bc/TfyXhg3tRkI/AAAAAAAABvM/7n2MCSD-rhk/s72-c/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4261202394598447438</id><published>2011-06-06T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T06:58:11.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbie's Race</title><content type='html'>Abbie's face before the big field day race. So much excitement!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9LIhfcX9IRg/TezbxxRsEaI/AAAAAAAABtM/GW_CLb52lDE/s1600/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615104483511767458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9LIhfcX9IRg/TezbxxRsEaI/AAAAAAAABtM/GW_CLb52lDE/s400/P1010171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6QLOiMJvLc/TezbxXsLXXI/AAAAAAAABtE/jffwCNsY31Q/s1600/P1010187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615104476643548530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6QLOiMJvLc/TezbxXsLXXI/AAAAAAAABtE/jffwCNsY31Q/s400/P1010187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbie's relief when it was over. Abbie you were fabulous. You ran like one of Grandpa's new colts. Wind in your hair. Determination on your face. You must have cut minutes off your time this year. You just keep going. I sure do love you!&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/6744230085900204829-4261202394598447438?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4261202394598447438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4261202394598447438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4261202394598447438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4261202394598447438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/06/abbies-race.html' title='Abbie&apos;s Race'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9LIhfcX9IRg/TezbxxRsEaI/AAAAAAAABtM/GW_CLb52lDE/s72-c/P1010171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3064059100628068368</id><published>2011-05-28T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T05:51:38.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa at 6:00 in the morning</title><content type='html'>This is what we look like at 6:00 in the morning. Grandpa hasn't opened his eyes too many times this early, but today we have a new little baby boy horse. We watched him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; for the first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;. Such a miracle. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maizie&lt;/span&gt; wants to name him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;, Lucy thinks Max, and Shawn says &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shhna&lt;/span&gt;. What do you think? Life is good. The fields are green, the days are warming. I love all the human little fillies and colts in our family. Happy Summer.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3BVY185OVY/TeDtUReApJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/SR64FOBIswo/s1600/P1010119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611746068246078610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3BVY185OVY/TeDtUReApJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/SR64FOBIswo/s400/P1010119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqPr7YummrQ/TeDtUDNgM8I/AAAAAAAABsI/7JkQi6Dg8ow/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMfaxse7XaI/TeDtTnbxLxI/AAAAAAAABsA/P1B2e67ENT4/s1600/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611746056962387730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMfaxse7XaI/TeDtTnbxLxI/AAAAAAAABsA/P1B2e67ENT4/s400/P1010104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6744230085900204829-3064059100628068368?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3064059100628068368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3064059100628068368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3064059100628068368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3064059100628068368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/05/grandpa-at-600-in-morning.html' title='Grandpa at 6:00 in the morning'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3BVY185OVY/TeDtUReApJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/SR64FOBIswo/s72-c/P1010119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2828813549811815198</id><published>2011-05-15T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:15:02.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rneEXMJTfOQ/TdB48HelPcI/AAAAAAAABq4/yGLCbNOoLTQ/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114510271069634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rneEXMJTfOQ/TdB48HelPcI/AAAAAAAABq4/yGLCbNOoLTQ/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Matt. I know three lucky boys that are crazy about their Dad. This picture says it all. Being wrapped in the big strong arms of your Dad makes life so good! Lucky Jamie for having you. Tom and I are sending you a warm HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We Love Your Bones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2828813549811815198?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2828813549811815198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2828813549811815198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2828813549811815198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2828813549811815198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-matt.html' title='Happy Birthday Matt'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rneEXMJTfOQ/TdB48HelPcI/AAAAAAAABq4/yGLCbNOoLTQ/s72-c/IMG_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5744051685226569731</id><published>2011-05-01T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:33:00.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Margie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pf9gaHd-zW0/Tb4yVE8021I/AAAAAAAABqY/2ZDl7gqLV8A/s1600/Kelly%2527s%2BHouse%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601970324182981458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pf9gaHd-zW0/Tb4yVE8021I/AAAAAAAABqY/2ZDl7gqLV8A/s400/Kelly%2527s%2BHouse%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have seen this expression on Mom's face a million times. I love her. She is 90 and life is getting harder for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0_XrMTMqzE/Tb4yU7d3uCI/AAAAAAAABqQ/NrOl-ltDGmk/s1600/Kelly%2527s%2BHouse%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601970321637226530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0_XrMTMqzE/Tb4yU7d3uCI/AAAAAAAABqQ/NrOl-ltDGmk/s400/Kelly%2527s%2BHouse%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tom and I on tracks riding to Salt Lake. I think it looks like I am crazy about him. I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G1zjPrtVxo/Tb4yUpHvWdI/AAAAAAAABqI/9WC8sITsrFk/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601970316712565202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G1zjPrtVxo/Tb4yUpHvWdI/AAAAAAAABqI/9WC8sITsrFk/s400/P1010018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Mother's Day sweet Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5744051685226569731?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5744051685226569731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5744051685226569731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5744051685226569731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5744051685226569731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/05/margie.html' title='Margie'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pf9gaHd-zW0/Tb4yVE8021I/AAAAAAAABqY/2ZDl7gqLV8A/s72-c/Kelly%2527s%2BHouse%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4039803576794216697</id><published>2011-04-29T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T17:26:19.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nexr week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0ntvv9-2ic/TbtS0HqWqMI/AAAAAAAABp4/k2BbsHqyf4I/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601161616928712898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0ntvv9-2ic/TbtS0HqWqMI/AAAAAAAABp4/k2BbsHqyf4I/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next week I get to tend the Clark Children! Hopefully I will get to see more of the big guy in the middle. Life somehow never erases those tender feelings a mother has for her children, even when they are grown and gone. I so love the little ones too. Shawn I am ready to play. Grady do you think you would come over and play? Grandchildren stir up emotions in a different way, an easy smiling way. There is a full blown blizzard in progress outside my window. I am thinking of the Millers on their Rhinos in Moab, hope they don't have to make a snow cave and sleep in it tonight. But I always have supreme faith in Jason, he can handle anything. Kelly speaks in Young Women on Sunday, she will do great. Wish we could all have a kick ball game in Jamie's park tonight. Let's imagine. Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4039803576794216697?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4039803576794216697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4039803576794216697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4039803576794216697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4039803576794216697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/04/nexr-week.html' title='Nexr week'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0ntvv9-2ic/TbtS0HqWqMI/AAAAAAAABp4/k2BbsHqyf4I/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1656786233509042308</id><published>2011-04-22T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:44:03.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fJKylzY7M0/TbJHesT3HMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d0MsWN0Y0WQ/s1600/Garden%2BTamb%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598615879391059138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fJKylzY7M0/TbJHesT3HMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d0MsWN0Y0WQ/s400/Garden%2BTamb%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I painted this picture 5 years ago for an assignment while we were working on the Ocher Mt. Temple. I have tender memories of the Garden Tomb, and the blessing of being there with my girls. Someday we are going to return with our husbands. We will have to trick Jamie and tell her we are going to Disneyland. I just bought the new book God So Loved The World by Eric Huntsman. I work with him in the temple and his mother. They are incredible. I can't wait to study. I love my family this almost Easter night. I am remembering all the years, the jelly beans, the colored fingers, the purple grass all over and the note telling the Easter Bunny to please leave Kim's Easter Basket out in the family room and not come into her room. What joy comes from spending time with those you love. All of you cute families love up on each other. XOXO Mom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1656786233509042308?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1656786233509042308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1656786233509042308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1656786233509042308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1656786233509042308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fJKylzY7M0/TbJHesT3HMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d0MsWN0Y0WQ/s72-c/Garden%2BTamb%2B066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6322472028215114306</id><published>2011-04-10T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:44:34.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly and Heath are Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcR9aMH_0dg/TaGyoE_x0cI/AAAAAAAABoY/RVAEofvECtQ/s1600/sledding%2B2010%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593948613776626114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcR9aMH_0dg/TaGyoE_x0cI/AAAAAAAABoY/RVAEofvECtQ/s400/sledding%2B2010%2B030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is April and it is REALLY still snowing. Kelly and Heath are REALLY snow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mobiling&lt;/span&gt; this weekend, and they are REALLY coming to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wallsburg&lt;/span&gt; today! Such fun I can hardly stand it. The sheets are washed, the table set, the food ready, and now all we need is Kelly and Heath! Sweet Millie how we wish you were here too, along with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKinnley&lt;/span&gt;, Madison, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maizie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for today we will take Mr. and Mrs. Thompson. Lets party. . REALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6322472028215114306?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6322472028215114306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6322472028215114306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6322472028215114306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6322472028215114306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/04/kelly-and-heath-are-coming.html' title='Kelly and Heath are Coming!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcR9aMH_0dg/TaGyoE_x0cI/AAAAAAAABoY/RVAEofvECtQ/s72-c/sledding%2B2010%2B030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3563034533260477403</id><published>2011-03-22T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:23:00.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>We actually made the treek to Chicago, and what fun we had! I am crazy about my three girls. This is the morning we left down town Chicago. Heath bought us tickets to a play, Kelly guided us through the city, we had yummy fancy food. There was so much to see. How do we say "Thank You" enough to the Thompsons and their generous hearts. We love your home, and your life. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEuIGq-bXHM/TYirlezu7eI/AAAAAAAABoI/EvZIEWeroA0/s1600/P1000902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586903998166658530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEuIGq-bXHM/TYirlezu7eI/AAAAAAAABoI/EvZIEWeroA0/s400/P1000902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYaE0PhRQAM/TYirk2PtSYI/AAAAAAAABoA/9yih_FzPaG0/s1600/P1000882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586903987278137730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYaE0PhRQAM/TYirk2PtSYI/AAAAAAAABoA/9yih_FzPaG0/s400/P1000882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beauty was just flying everywhere. I think Jamie looks like Aunt Liz. Kelly's bathroom was a gathering place for everyone. Going to church with the Thompsons and hearing Heath give his mighty talk on the Plan Of Salvation was a high light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A841ZIKW_5c/TYirkgpvMUI/AAAAAAAABn4/97TnIeyzoBg/s1600/P1000837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586903981481734466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A841ZIKW_5c/TYirkgpvMUI/AAAAAAAABn4/97TnIeyzoBg/s400/P1000837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am counting three of my favorite blessings this morning! Apple Pie, Luck-a-Lou, and Cheech! Thank you for the memories I will hold dear every day this year. I love you each head to toe! Thank you for the treasure of exciting Chicago Days with you! P. S. Thompson Children I have some mighty fine pictures of you coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3563034533260477403?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3563034533260477403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3563034533260477403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3563034533260477403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3563034533260477403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/03/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEuIGq-bXHM/TYirlezu7eI/AAAAAAAABoI/EvZIEWeroA0/s72-c/P1000902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-9215915673091178499</id><published>2011-02-18T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:21:57.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Flamboyant Maizie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vKaTyBJRSL0/TV7rwr2kQoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9hmjoCZBkP8/s1600/thompson%2Bfam%2Bfotos%2B616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575152610369094274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vKaTyBJRSL0/TV7rwr2kQoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9hmjoCZBkP8/s400/thompson%2Bfam%2Bfotos%2B616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If this isn't the most FLAMBOYANT BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!  Maizie you are the cutest 7 year old in all of Chicago. Oh how I wish I was helping you blow out all those many candles. Next year, no matter where you are living, even Russia, Grandpa and I will be coming out to see you get baptised.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RyvYmk5xziE/TV7rwccPmtI/AAAAAAAABmI/852PlnFA4Wg/s1600/halloween%2B2010%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575152606232156882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RyvYmk5xziE/TV7rwccPmtI/AAAAAAAABmI/852PlnFA4Wg/s400/halloween%2B2010%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maizie your eyes are pretty, your hair gorgeous, and your teeth sparkling.  We love everything about you. Happy Birthday! We hope you pick out something fun. Maybe a Kit Kat and fancy nails? Thank you for your call we love you head to toe. I am coming out very soon to give you your Birthday Hug. I can hardly wait. We LOVE YOU!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-9215915673091178499?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9215915673091178499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=9215915673091178499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9215915673091178499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9215915673091178499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-flamboyant-maizie.html' title='Happy Birthday Flamboyant Maizie!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vKaTyBJRSL0/TV7rwr2kQoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9hmjoCZBkP8/s72-c/thompson%2Bfam%2Bfotos%2B616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4911577441230802468</id><published>2011-02-11T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:13:02.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller Time is Mighty Fine Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWI48jntgI/AAAAAAAABlg/WvZ5FHTLKnc/s1600/Millers%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572510625850439170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWI48jntgI/AAAAAAAABlg/WvZ5FHTLKnc/s400/Millers%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture of Kim and Jason in Cancun was beamed to my computer this morning. Don't they look happy. I love those two! They have the happiest home and kindest kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWI4YKkqkI/AAAAAAAABlY/ZWq94g6Iyh4/s1600/Millers%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572510616081705538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWI4YKkqkI/AAAAAAAABlY/ZWq94g6Iyh4/s400/Millers%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is awesome. He hates to miss any BYU or Jazz game. I think he might be better that Jimmer! Thank you, Max for saying thank you to me at least a dozen times. Your basketball practices were  my favorite. I don't know if I brought you luck or if you really do make all your shots. You are amazing!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iac90f1TSeY/TVWI4E6byTI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZjXyVoj2t-k/s1600/Millers%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572510610913741106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iac90f1TSeY/TVWI4E6byTI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZjXyVoj2t-k/s400/Millers%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is something about the Miller's eyes. Each morning Emilee would come upstairs with the softest most beautiful eyes. Emilee you probably should close your eyes when boys are within about 3 feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgbecRqGbCs/TVWGz8cTvMI/AAAAAAAABlI/0906cV2chTI/s1600/Millers%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572508340897168578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgbecRqGbCs/TVWGz8cTvMI/AAAAAAAABlI/0906cV2chTI/s400/Millers%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy has fire-cracker eyes. They are dancing every minute.  I loved walking with your friends Lucy, I can see why you want to run home from school and play, play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWGzptspsI/AAAAAAAABlA/vY9VrAH8tWI/s1600/Millers%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572508335869830850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWGzptspsI/AAAAAAAABlA/vY9VrAH8tWI/s400/Millers%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbie scored big on her Valentine Box. She got to go over to the Yarrows and create the most amazing Valentine Box. Everything fantastic is glued all over. Abbie just beamed and beamed. Happy Valentines little love, will you be my Valentine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWGzbEGFZI/AAAAAAAABk4/vcf2EgQVgz4/s1600/Millers%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572508331937240466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWGzbEGFZI/AAAAAAAABk4/vcf2EgQVgz4/s400/Millers%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Sweet Jayne. You are so loved! The best part of staying with the Millers was listening to Jason sing "Baby Jayne" one trillion miles an hour. Her eyes glowed and she couldn't stop giggling. One thing about the Miller children is that they are each so confident. They know they are loved and that they can do anything. You are doing a good job Kim and Jason! Thank you so letting me share your life. I have to be honest Kim, I don't know how you ever do all you do. Being you is like climbing Mt. Everest. I LOVE THE MILLERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4911577441230802468?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4911577441230802468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4911577441230802468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4911577441230802468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4911577441230802468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/02/miller-time-is-mighty-fine-time.html' title='Miller Time is Mighty Fine Time'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TVWI48jntgI/AAAAAAAABlg/WvZ5FHTLKnc/s72-c/Millers%2B010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1444075707537691423</id><published>2011-01-24T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T08:36:41.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heaps</title><content type='html'>* A week in the sun with the cutest family around, that's what I call a spectacular January thaw. As you can see from this picture there is never a dull moment at Jamie's house. I shouldn't boast but I think I have the best Moms and Dads of the best grand kids in the whole world! So much love bouncing off every wall at the Heaps House.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwvLbCnI/AAAAAAAABjM/_Mz0hXcnKOY/s1600/Jamies%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565762781960669810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwvLbCnI/AAAAAAAABjM/_Mz0hXcnKOY/s400/Jamies%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Morning World, call out these three brothers.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwR7hozI/AAAAAAAABjE/aVJ1dYreIpY/s1600/Jamies%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565762774109365042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwR7hozI/AAAAAAAABjE/aVJ1dYreIpY/s400/Jamies%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention anything about the Best Cooks too? Oh this Birthday Dinner was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Devine&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwKpMyeI/AAAAAAAABi8/kyR7WGCOJPM/s1600/Jamies%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565762772153453026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwKpMyeI/AAAAAAAABi8/kyR7WGCOJPM/s400/Jamies%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday Balloons, Homemade place &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mattes&lt;/span&gt; and hats, party plates and whistles, and creamy Chocolate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Carmel&lt;/span&gt; Turtles! We all ate till we couldn't breath. Thank you Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PvoBCgeI/AAAAAAAABi0/FdCwkrADToc/s1600/Jamies%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565762762858201570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PvoBCgeI/AAAAAAAABi0/FdCwkrADToc/s400/Jamies%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the winner of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/span&gt; 13 mile marathon, not even very out of breath. Her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; the front page of the Anthem Times. No one could believe she has three boys. Jamie you will always make hot news. I love you and your home and your family! Thank you for being so generous with us. We are all rested and inspired, and we hold so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; happy memories of being with you! Love you Always and Forever, Mom&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PvYk4aLI/AAAAAAAABis/vCvRdedcdkU/s1600/Jamies%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565762758713567410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PvYk4aLI/AAAAAAAABis/vCvRdedcdkU/s400/Jamies%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1444075707537691423?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1444075707537691423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1444075707537691423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1444075707537691423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1444075707537691423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/01/heaps.html' title='The Heaps'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TT2PwvLbCnI/AAAAAAAABjM/_Mz0hXcnKOY/s72-c/Jamies%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4680732060028160746</id><published>2011-01-05T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T07:08:04.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mattao</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Matt. I love this picture of you, sitting in my favorite chair with two of my favorite little ones. I love that Grady is holding on to your ear, and it is just fine with you. I think you are holding on to Bret's ear at the moment. Life is an amazing shifting of places. I remember a thought we had in our bathroom off the kitchen in our Grand View Home. I think it was called Brothers. We are in this life together, no one goes his way alone. All that we give out to others, returns and is our own. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The words are definitely wrong, but the thought is the same. Thank you Bret for all you do to help Matt. He loves you and I do too! If Matt could get his Birthday wish today, I bet he would go goose hunting, watch an exciting movie, eat at Carabias, and kiss someone good night. . . .next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TSSFl5EJmdI/AAAAAAAABh8/uLIFAL9UU_c/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558714726101916114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TSSFl5EJmdI/AAAAAAAABh8/uLIFAL9UU_c/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4680732060028160746?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4680732060028160746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4680732060028160746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4680732060028160746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4680732060028160746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-mattao.html' title='Happy Birthday Mattao'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TSSFl5EJmdI/AAAAAAAABh8/uLIFAL9UU_c/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-9083134208360410112</id><published>2011-01-01T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:29:14.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR_TCzqyfEI/AAAAAAAABhU/35Fhl9TPlyE/s1600/Tomo%2B%2526%2BKelly%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557392510381358146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR_TCzqyfEI/AAAAAAAABhU/35Fhl9TPlyE/s400/Tomo%2B%2526%2BKelly%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR_TCbtU2eI/AAAAAAAABhM/X4TIectYSzA/s1600/Tomo%2B%2526%2BKelly%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557392503949548002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR_TCbtU2eI/AAAAAAAABhM/X4TIectYSzA/s400/Tomo%2B%2526%2BKelly%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute Kelly. You have on your red ear rings, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt;, some kind of ribbon corsage, and you are smiling. Dad looks so happy. Where does the time go? I wish I had taken more pictures when you were little. Your kids will have a million  thanks to their photographer Mom. Good Luck! Love ya!&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/6744230085900204829-9083134208360410112?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9083134208360410112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=9083134208360410112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9083134208360410112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9083134208360410112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-cute-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR_TCzqyfEI/AAAAAAAABhU/35Fhl9TPlyE/s72-c/Tomo%2B%2526%2BKelly%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-635260788241808513</id><published>2011-01-01T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:09:11.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers</title><content type='html'>Kelly, I know the picture you want, but I can't find it. I think I gave everyone their own pictures when they got married. Maybe one of these will do. Think this is Dad holding Matt, but it could just as easily been you. There is some kind of communication going on there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-GpIznfMI/AAAAAAAABhE/IZh23XewvbY/s1600/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557308506495220930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-GpIznfMI/AAAAAAAABhE/IZh23XewvbY/s400/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-Go7gMBeI/AAAAAAAABg8/g3BGTWQu2A8/s1600/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557308502924068322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-Go7gMBeI/AAAAAAAABg8/g3BGTWQu2A8/s400/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this day like it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-Crtp7iVI/AAAAAAAABg0/25ba39CYOo4/s1600/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557304152699930962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-Crtp7iVI/AAAAAAAABg0/25ba39CYOo4/s400/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dad and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. I think it is tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Luck&lt;/span&gt; Kelly, sure wish I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; be there for you talk!! Call  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; and tell me about it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-CrDsjufI/AAAAAAAABgs/P85eSHVF0sk/s1600/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557304141436664306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-CrDsjufI/AAAAAAAABgs/P85eSHVF0sk/s400/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-635260788241808513?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/635260788241808513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=635260788241808513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/635260788241808513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/635260788241808513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/01/fathers.html' title='Fathers'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR-GpIznfMI/AAAAAAAABhE/IZh23XewvbY/s72-c/Tom%2Band%2BBabies%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2795276146190803554</id><published>2011-01-01T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T08:34:34.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday REE! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; LA...LA!  I love these two!  I can imagine you today in Vegas kicking up your heels. Hope you have an exciting time. (No ear aches!). Dad and I are thinking about rich you make our lives. The few weeks you stayed at our house when you moved to Provo were such a gift. It was so great to watch your family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;routines&lt;/span&gt;. How you woke up, played hard all day, and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quieted&lt;/span&gt; down for night. I adore your family! You are a happy Mom, and a DELUXE daughter.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR9SgMxdBII/AAAAAAAABgk/xcw3zvYtKRs/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557251178336420994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR9SgMxdBII/AAAAAAAABgk/xcw3zvYtKRs/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew B. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; have a  few pictures of you. So nice.  I love you in the red chair just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chilling&lt;/span&gt; with little Grady.  I would love to have a snow party for your Birthday.  I wonder if you could still get up on the table and do the Pee Wee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Herman&lt;/span&gt; dance, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;along&lt;/span&gt; with "Walk Like An Egyptian" . We have a new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; for a Pork Butt Roast, bet you would like it.  You &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; made all of our hearts drawn to you this Christmas Season. We love you and your muscles and we can't wait to mug on you. HAPPY, HAPPY, BIG ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR9Sfon5PnI/AAAAAAAABgc/08JODZE5EXQ/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557251168632651378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR9Sfon5PnI/AAAAAAAABgc/08JODZE5EXQ/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2795276146190803554?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2795276146190803554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2795276146190803554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2795276146190803554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2795276146190803554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-birthdays.html' title='January Birthdays!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR9SgMxdBII/AAAAAAAABgk/xcw3zvYtKRs/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5057211869567472702</id><published>2010-12-31T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:27:10.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Christmas Memories</title><content type='html'>These are happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; Memories. Thank you Bret for bringing us all! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR30T6Sp-bI/AAAAAAAABgM/ze2BYO2lgb8/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556866138147256754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR30T6Sp-bI/AAAAAAAABgM/ze2BYO2lgb8/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR30TcBCC6I/AAAAAAAABgE/zYLZpMyHKQo/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556866130020273058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR30TcBCC6I/AAAAAAAABgE/zYLZpMyHKQo/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3yukNAHPI/AAAAAAAABf8/Q_Hf-kHdkdE/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556864397051174130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3yukNAHPI/AAAAAAAABf8/Q_Hf-kHdkdE/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost missed Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3yuS1yyLI/AAAAAAAABf0/hdMDotCNXE8/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556864392390428850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3yuS1yyLI/AAAAAAAABf0/hdMDotCNXE8/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3xH9xeE5I/AAAAAAAABfs/BEfALTZfns8/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862634388493202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR3xH9xeE5I/AAAAAAAABfs/BEfALTZfns8/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and the kids looking up at Christ in the visitor center. I like to try and read their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Chrisitmas is the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5057211869567472702?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5057211869567472702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5057211869567472702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5057211869567472702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5057211869567472702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/favorite-christmas-memories.html' title='Favorite Christmas Memories'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TR30T6Sp-bI/AAAAAAAABgM/ze2BYO2lgb8/s72-c/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4250700853301223828</id><published>2010-12-29T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:32:47.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clark Family Dinner</title><content type='html'>Christmas Dinner at Jim and Judy's. Happy people that I love. We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;  Steve and Jeff. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtFSbwa54I/AAAAAAAABfU/OwFkCYZG3VQ/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556110748282447746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtFSbwa54I/AAAAAAAABfU/OwFkCYZG3VQ/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtFRe8K_YI/AAAAAAAABfM/zGvLFDQfOWA/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556110731957173634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtFRe8K_YI/AAAAAAAABfM/zGvLFDQfOWA/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goodness radiates from these two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtD2UIemDI/AAAAAAAABfE/fgopIoL6G6A/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556109165687904306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtD2UIemDI/AAAAAAAABfE/fgopIoL6G6A/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a happy Christmas!&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/6744230085900204829-4250700853301223828?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4250700853301223828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4250700853301223828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4250700853301223828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4250700853301223828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/clark-family-dinner.html' title='Clark Family Dinner'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRtFSbwa54I/AAAAAAAABfU/OwFkCYZG3VQ/s72-c/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-711302859785947569</id><published>2010-12-26T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T17:11:06.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Millie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Millie Happy Birthday!  You are 4 years old and so beautiful! There happens to be a little flash of light on your face. Could is be a fairy flashing by? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfjDWvRiGI/AAAAAAAABes/fE_PLAKu7H8/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555158312167770210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfjDWvRiGI/AAAAAAAABes/fE_PLAKu7H8/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at those gorgeous eyes and long lashes. How is that fancy jeep you and Maizie are riding around? Does she let you have a turn being the driver? Hope I get to see you on your mom's blog with your Lady Ga Ga too too on.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfgXaUS57I/AAAAAAAABek/vmztP1InFfI/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555155358190856114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfgXaUS57I/AAAAAAAABek/vmztP1InFfI/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millie, I think this is a real fairy house. Isn't it amazing! There is a light shinning on the left side. Maybe it is the same fairy that was flashing across your face.  I will keep my eyes out for more Wallsburg Fairies and Fairy Houses. When I see them I will send pictures to you. I like your doll's name and I love you. Happy Birthday Sweet Girl! XOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfgXDNmIJI/AAAAAAAABec/la-oYOFeg08/s1600/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555155351988740242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfgXDNmIJI/AAAAAAAABec/la-oYOFeg08/s400/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-711302859785947569?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/711302859785947569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=711302859785947569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/711302859785947569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/711302859785947569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-millie.html' title='Happy Birthday Millie!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRfjDWvRiGI/AAAAAAAABes/fE_PLAKu7H8/s72-c/Tree%2BHut%252C%2BChristmas%2B2010%2B033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-398519961230712952</id><published>2010-12-25T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T06:36:49.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRX-vpTk4SI/AAAAAAAABeI/hcI_adctV8U/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554625809926644002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRX-vpTk4SI/AAAAAAAABeI/hcI_adctV8U/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The sky is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;starting&lt;/span&gt; to  lighten. I haven't been able to sleep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; night, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; excited, so many things to remember. Can you see the pride in this littlest angel as he holds the Christ Child while Mary sleeps? I love the little manger that Grandpa made with the new born baby in it. It always brings Christmas to my heart! I am sure Santa made it to all of your houses, because you are the NICEST children I know. Kids give &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; Moms and Dads a great big hug and tell them Thank You for helping you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;celebrate&lt;/span&gt; a fabulous Christmas all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt; long. I love you all head to toe. Merry, Merry Christmas! Naps anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-398519961230712952?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/398519961230712952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=398519961230712952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/398519961230712952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/398519961230712952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-is-christmas.html' title='Today is Christmas'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRX-vpTk4SI/AAAAAAAABeI/hcI_adctV8U/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-363516863827809299</id><published>2010-12-22T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T04:49:33.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRHy2NdmgAI/AAAAAAAABd4/m7jHyFjAOF0/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553486828665208834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRHy2NdmgAI/AAAAAAAABd4/m7jHyFjAOF0/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; loved this drawing of Santa. But I think he would have a hard time keeping those candles lit as he blows through the sky on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; Eve Journey. Abbie, do you believe like Grandma does? I think so! Katie the snow is so deep are you making snow huts? It almost Christmas Eve! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; are you being kind and helpful to your Mom? Oh, be good everyone. I can hardly wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-363516863827809299?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/363516863827809299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=363516863827809299' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/363516863827809299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/363516863827809299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRHy2NdmgAI/AAAAAAAABd4/m7jHyFjAOF0/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5135413477176746284</id><published>2010-12-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T05:42:33.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>No sleeping yet Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRCsnuJSCgI/AAAAAAAABdo/DoNaBEWaKW4/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553128138949659138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRCsnuJSCgI/AAAAAAAABdo/DoNaBEWaKW4/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Santa is a little like Grandpa. He is trying to sneak a nap sitting up. Lucky for us his ever ready elfs are there to wake him up. Only four more days Santa, then you can have a nice long snooze. We are waiting and hoping. Shawn, there is so much snow, I think Santa will have a soft landing on your roof. Dax, Jace, and Grady I bet Santa saw you boys delivering Christmas treats. Oh be good everyone, magic is in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5135413477176746284?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5135413477176746284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5135413477176746284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5135413477176746284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5135413477176746284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-sleeping-yet-santa.html' title='No sleeping yet Santa'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TRCsnuJSCgI/AAAAAAAABdo/DoNaBEWaKW4/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1062358551181966394</id><published>2010-12-20T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T06:07:48.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belive!</title><content type='html'>Last night I dreamed I heard Santa's Bells. Did I dream it or was Santa in Wallsburg? Grandpa Bowden's eyes would always light up when he heard Christmas Bells. Has anyone heard them lately? If you truly Believe listen! Millie and Maizie are you being good.?Are you listening? I hear Lucy that you are cleaning your house, way to go sweet girl! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQ9hCJHcO5I/AAAAAAAABdY/_1c0lulyWqQ/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 484px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552763555005873042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQ9hCJHcO5I/AAAAAAAABdY/_1c0lulyWqQ/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax and Jace are you being kind to Grady. Teach him listen for bells. I believe! and Christmas is only 5 Days away, Yikes! I love you!&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/6744230085900204829-1062358551181966394?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1062358551181966394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1062358551181966394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1062358551181966394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1062358551181966394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/belive.html' title='Belive!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQ9hCJHcO5I/AAAAAAAABdY/_1c0lulyWqQ/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-7018729853035007114</id><published>2010-12-18T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T05:44:02.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do at Christmas!</title><content type='html'>This spotted little fellow must have gotten out of his pen. It is good Santa has so many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elf's&lt;/span&gt; to help at the North Pole. I heard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whisperings&lt;/span&gt; in the air that Lucy and Abbie are A #1 baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sitters&lt;/span&gt;. They know how to change Jayne and get her in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PJ's&lt;/span&gt; and clean the house while Kim is gone. Oh I feel sure the elves saw those kind acts. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maizie&lt;/span&gt; and Millie I bet they are peeking in on your good deeds.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQy47JQT4LI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oUoOnd2Tb_8/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 336px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 422px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552015766877102258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQy47JQT4LI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oUoOnd2Tb_8/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ONLY SIX MORE DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS EVE!&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/6744230085900204829-7018729853035007114?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7018729853035007114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=7018729853035007114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7018729853035007114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7018729853035007114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-much-to-do-at-christmas.html' title='So much to do at Christmas!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQy47JQT4LI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oUoOnd2Tb_8/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5972082098819061170</id><published>2010-12-17T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T06:38:03.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQt0CKBA-HI/AAAAAAAABc4/InMQ6K6TzZ0/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551658546061441138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQt0CKBA-HI/AAAAAAAABc4/InMQ6K6TzZ0/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the night is filled with magic. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Elf's&lt;/span&gt; scampering across window sills to see those "Nice" little children and report back to Santa.  Each night before you go to bed this last week of waiting for Christmas, peek out your window. Watch for especially bright stars, even shooting stars, saying, " Get Ready, Christmas is coming." If you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; "Believe" jump in your j&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ami's&lt;/span&gt; fast, climb right into bed before your Mom even needs to ask.. Sweet Dreams!  He is coming! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5972082098819061170?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5972082098819061170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5972082098819061170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5972082098819061170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5972082098819061170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-magic.html' title='Christmas Magic'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQt0CKBA-HI/AAAAAAAABc4/InMQ6K6TzZ0/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3324639171830937176</id><published>2010-12-15T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T07:24:41.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jace I know how important it is to your Dad for you to brush your teeth. He loves sweet smelling breath. I think this funky elf  must be trying to be "Nice" for Santa. I hope he gets to the yellow part on his teeth.  Are you brushing? It is snowing like crazy right now, the reindeer must be pawing the ground with excitement.  The elves are super busy! Santa is flipping his suspenders. Everyone be GOOD! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQjcMfLTmXI/AAAAAAAABco/1SwRYLvP0jc/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550928647819598194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQjcMfLTmXI/AAAAAAAABco/1SwRYLvP0jc/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3324639171830937176?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3324639171830937176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3324639171830937176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3324639171830937176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3324639171830937176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/jace-i-know-how-important-it-is-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQjcMfLTmXI/AAAAAAAABco/1SwRYLvP0jc/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8859432435252280002</id><published>2010-12-14T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T07:13:30.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>This is a father reindeer and his son. Notice the horns already growing. I like his white spots. I wonder if he gets to watch his Father get ready to pull Santa's sleigh? Soon it will be his turn too. Jace, are you being kind at school? Lucy--are you helping your mom clean up the kitchen after the kids have gone to school? CHRISTMAS IS COMING! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQeIHhp-UgI/AAAAAAAABcY/bptNQxYGGNw/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550554728632308226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQeIHhp-UgI/AAAAAAAABcY/bptNQxYGGNw/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8859432435252280002?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8859432435252280002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8859432435252280002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8859432435252280002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8859432435252280002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQeIHhp-UgI/AAAAAAAABcY/bptNQxYGGNw/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8503088429583391538</id><published>2010-12-13T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:29:20.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Is Coming!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH! I think Rudolf just showed up on my front lawn. I wonder if he was talking a practice run for Christmas Eve? Millie, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; it has been snowing at your house maybe he will show up in your back yard. Keep a close look out for him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt;, are you being good? I will keep my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; children in the whole world informed if I see any more Christmas Sightings. I love your bones this winter morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQYsEX1R_4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nWl_nTyNdrI/s1600/Angels%2BChristmas%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 428px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550172044409307010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQYsEX1R_4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nWl_nTyNdrI/s400/Angels%2BChristmas%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8503088429583391538?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8503088429583391538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8503088429583391538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8503088429583391538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8503088429583391538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas Is Coming!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TQYsEX1R_4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nWl_nTyNdrI/s72-c/Angels%2BChristmas%2B044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4712960634575707038</id><published>2010-11-29T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T05:12:51.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkeys for Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was almost perfect this year, except for one tiny thing. WE MISSED THE THOMPSONS LIKE A MAD DOG!!!!!! We are sending a few of our favorite turkey pictures to warm up our crazy bones. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOjlfI6n0I/AAAAAAAABa4/lh_ewg6NaZQ/s1600/Florida%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544955430632595266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOjlfI6n0I/AAAAAAAABa4/lh_ewg6NaZQ/s400/Florida%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three look tender and juicey.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOjkhyu-jI/AAAAAAAABaw/4A-BgoBU4G0/s1600/Diane%2527s%2BCabin%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544955414164994610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOjkhyu-jI/AAAAAAAABaw/4A-BgoBU4G0/s400/Diane%2527s%2BCabin%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aged to perfection&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhzwWWZLI/AAAAAAAABao/nyZPq7GlylU/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544953476747257010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhzwWWZLI/AAAAAAAABao/nyZPq7GlylU/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty Kade "Howdy Howdy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhylJakeI/AAAAAAAABag/A3YVv0y6h50/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544953456560345570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhylJakeI/AAAAAAAABag/A3YVv0y6h50/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhxmFvXWI/AAAAAAAABaY/fIRfsOVGeVc/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tongues of the turkeys before cooking, wings wrapped around the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhwxPlScI/AAAAAAAABaQ/MVld0YKWD2k/s1600/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544953425447700930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOhwxPlScI/AAAAAAAABaQ/MVld0YKWD2k/s400/Thanksgiving2010heaps%2B058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest Tom teaching the younger Toms how to strut. Thompsons can you top us? We love you at this Thanksgiving time. We are thinking warm and tender thoughts about you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4712960634575707038?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4712960634575707038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4712960634575707038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4712960634575707038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4712960634575707038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/11/turkeys-for-thanksgiving.html' title='Turkeys for Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TPOjlfI6n0I/AAAAAAAABa4/lh_ewg6NaZQ/s72-c/Florida%2B056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1294393227353458479</id><published>2010-11-08T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T12:25:38.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath and Kade's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TNhVIu_Ax3I/AAAAAAAABYw/3Xh3SugvRJE/s1600/Kelly%27s+House+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537269350391662450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TNhVIu_Ax3I/AAAAAAAABYw/3Xh3SugvRJE/s400/Kelly%27s+House+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On this rainy day I can feel the warmth of Florida, but mostly the warm of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt;. I love this family! It is already November and time to Celebrate Heath and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday. Heath you are so perfect for Kelly. I remember when you brought her home from the hospital after back surgery. You had flowers planted up the walk and flowers all over your bedroom.  You took such good care of her. You are a great father to your family and husband to Kelly. You always make me feel welcome in your home. Tom and I are proud of you and all the hard work you do to take care of your family.  Hope you have a Happy Birthday. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; you are a torpedo! I loved watching you play football. You have so much energy, you are everywhere, tackling that poor quarterback. The coach knew what he was doing when he put those stickers on your helmet.  What fun I had watching your team toilet paper each other's houses. It is great that you and your Dad will always get to celebrate your birthdays together. What a Happy Birthday present you were to your Dad!  Here is the biggest Happy Birthday Wish to the both of you. Grandpa and I love you always and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sometime Kelly when you have time will you call me and teach me how to get pictures off of your blog, and on to mine?  Hope you are feeling good today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1294393227353458479?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1294393227353458479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1294393227353458479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1294393227353458479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1294393227353458479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/11/heath-and-kades-birthday.html' title='Heath and Kade&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TNhVIu_Ax3I/AAAAAAAABYw/3Xh3SugvRJE/s72-c/Kelly%27s+House+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-7479991278942747205</id><published>2010-10-11T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:08:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Birthdays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXcWd_jSI/AAAAAAAABWc/fQIUdjUbmS4/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526786943548886306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXcWd_jSI/AAAAAAAABWc/fQIUdjUbmS4/s400/Ronald+McDonald+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute Shawn, the whole world is decorated up for your Halloween Birthday. You are such a delight!!! Nothing warms my heart more than your sincere hugs. I thank my lucky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cockles&lt;/span&gt; for you!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXcBVeknI/AAAAAAAABWU/L9sXwbAE-b8/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526786937876025970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXcBVeknI/AAAAAAAABWU/L9sXwbAE-b8/s400/Ronald+McDonald+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny, last night I just sat and looked at you across the table. Your hair, your eyes, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;complexion&lt;/span&gt; was so beautiful. I always feel a warmth from you. I love you so. I hope those shoes bring a zing to your feet.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXb1V8B-I/AAAAAAAABWM/xxjBuK10oSQ/s1600/Halloween+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526786934656731106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXb1V8B-I/AAAAAAAABWM/xxjBuK10oSQ/s400/Halloween+2009+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween to everybody. I hope your many many activities are filled with squishy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gooey&lt;/span&gt; fun! I love all you goblins!&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/6744230085900204829-7479991278942747205?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7479991278942747205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=7479991278942747205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7479991278942747205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7479991278942747205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-birthdays.html' title='October Birthdays!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TLMXcWd_jSI/AAAAAAAABWc/fQIUdjUbmS4/s72-c/Ronald+McDonald+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2333996348825218545</id><published>2010-09-19T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T06:40:37.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TJar131MXvI/AAAAAAAABTo/MnOaXifLgvE/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518787335397596914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TJar131MXvI/AAAAAAAABTo/MnOaXifLgvE/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cozy&lt;/span&gt; swing that Dad made for us. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; just been sitting on it thinking about how much I love my family. Katy and Shawn have spent a few nights with us. We cleaned out the Messing Tree, clocked quite a few hours on the four wheeler, and made pink salt dough. They molded round little bums and laughed and laughed, it must be an inside joke. It is so interesting to see how much these children are like their parents. Shawn says the funnest things that are so Bret. Katy was constantly wanting to feed the horses, Trigger being her favorite. Both of them got a longing look in their eyes when they talked to Nicole on the phone.Then we went to Kim's Sacrament Program. Oh how proud we were. Lucy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grinned&lt;/span&gt; and started out the program with style, she sang every word. Abbie was gorgeous is her baptism dress, Max was handsome and serious. Each of them gave their speaking part perfectly. The best part was watching Kim smile from ear to ear through the whole program. These children know they are loved. Can't believe Emilee wasn't up there too. She is now a beautiful teenager. We were late and sat on the back row through the sacrament, little Jayne has so much charisma, she was bare foot, dressed in pick, and such a flirt. She kept teasing us by coming part way to us and then turning around and running back to her safety net, her mom. What an amazing family the Millers are. Bret is such a blessing to our family right now. There is no way for me to express the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; I feel for him. Prayers are often answered by members of a family, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; on this side of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;veil&lt;/span&gt; or the other. I love Matt. How I wish life was not so hard for him. I wish I knew better how to be his mother. I wish I could just cuddle him up on the front porch swing and hold him like I could when he was a little boy. I know he is sick and sad tonight and I feel that way too. I long for the Heaps, I love their pictures on Jamie's action filled blog. They are growing up way too fast. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; just recited his Primary talk that he gave today. . . so official. He was so proud and so was Jamie. Oh Happy Day In The Morning, Jamie just said they are coming for Thanksgiving!!!! She has some new games for us to play. These September days are so beautiful, I must not wish for Thanksgiving tomorrow. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt;, how I wish I was babysitting  for you this week. I want to see how everyone gets ready for school. What they had for lunch and what their dreams are. I hope Kelly and Heath are having a wonderful trip. . . I wonder if they know how lucky they are to get away alone to exciting places so often? I guess what I want to say after all this rambling is that I am so honored to belong to you. You are parenting me and Dad too. We watch you all and smile. Thank you for all the car pooling, and homework and scouts and sports; thank you for always being there and never giving up; thank you for cleaning up the throw up and the leaky diapers: thank you for reading scriptures at breakfast and praying together. Someday your kids will thank you, but for now I will be their voice and say THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2333996348825218545?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2333996348825218545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2333996348825218545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2333996348825218545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2333996348825218545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-this-cozy-swing-that-dad-made.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TJar131MXvI/AAAAAAAABTo/MnOaXifLgvE/s72-c/flowers+and+sleepover+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8459401151437097680</id><published>2010-08-29T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:03:27.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Sweet Katy! You are one happy energetic child.  We love your new gymnastic moves, your chickens, and the horse you named Sadie. She is mighty lucky to have you on her back. Grandpa and I hope you have a Wonderful Day Tomorrow.  Happy Happy Birthday! We can't wait to see your new ear rings. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THsp6qjet6I/AAAAAAAABRw/DLDXRw5ezhA/s1600/New+Years+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511044656850188194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THsp6qjet6I/AAAAAAAABRw/DLDXRw5ezhA/s400/New+Years+2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of these  pictures are pretty darn old, but they still make us smile. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKinnley&lt;/span&gt; we hear you got make up for your birthday and you are trying out for cheer. Your Mom had some mighty fine moves in her day, she is a good teacher.  Sounds like your Dad made you a yummy Birthday Dinner. Everyone loves &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKinnley!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Grandpa and I sending you Birthday Wishes and Kisses. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XOXOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THsp6Poz9RI/AAAAAAAABRo/gCe4h4ElvUk/s1600/Halloween+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511044649624794386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THsp6Poz9RI/AAAAAAAABRo/gCe4h4ElvUk/s400/Halloween+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8459401151437097680?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8459401151437097680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8459401151437097680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8459401151437097680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8459401151437097680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THsp6qjet6I/AAAAAAAABRw/DLDXRw5ezhA/s72-c/New+Years+2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4571553905889171791</id><published>2010-08-21T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T20:46:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Good Bye To Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCcyVtnAjI/AAAAAAAABQo/78tqlSl6eA0/s1600/Laguna+2010+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508074732909953586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCcyVtnAjI/AAAAAAAABQo/78tqlSl6eA0/s400/Laguna+2010+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWp-KGZPI/AAAAAAAABQg/Q8a7Ii3ibLY/s1600/Laguna+2010+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508067992078279922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWp-KGZPI/AAAAAAAABQg/Q8a7Ii3ibLY/s400/Laguna+2010+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWpQ8n6cI/AAAAAAAABQY/0kgj6b5OtPM/s1600/Laguna+2010+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508067979942160834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWpQ8n6cI/AAAAAAAABQY/0kgj6b5OtPM/s400/Laguna+2010+090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWpIDeObI/AAAAAAAABQQ/VaLOqGOEtr8/s1600/Laguna+2010+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508067977554966962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWpIDeObI/AAAAAAAABQQ/VaLOqGOEtr8/s400/Laguna+2010+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWooy3eTI/AAAAAAAABQI/L-VpjHUxta4/s1600/Laguna+2010+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508067969163819314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCWooy3eTI/AAAAAAAABQI/L-VpjHUxta4/s400/Laguna+2010+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4571553905889171791?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4571553905889171791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4571553905889171791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4571553905889171791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4571553905889171791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/saying-good-bye-to-summer.html' title='Saying Good Bye To Summer'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/THCcyVtnAjI/AAAAAAAABQo/78tqlSl6eA0/s72-c/Laguna+2010+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-7216314468429156794</id><published>2010-08-17T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T17:07:54.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clark Doofs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiL0oIbWI/AAAAAAAABOo/doLfv_B-rew/s1600/Tyler+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506532555891436898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiL0oIbWI/AAAAAAAABOo/doLfv_B-rew/s400/Tyler+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This blog is for Kade.  Here are your favorite cousins sending the secret wave and goofy look. Hope you know how much you are loved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiLgEYm7I/AAAAAAAABOg/UCHg9j51Kb4/s1600/Laguna+2010+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506532550372793266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiLgEYm7I/AAAAAAAABOg/UCHg9j51Kb4/s400/Laguna+2010+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiLIgvvcI/AAAAAAAABOY/xQyMGEc8-zU/s1600/Laguna+2010+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506532544049298882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiLIgvvcI/AAAAAAAABOY/xQyMGEc8-zU/s400/Laguna+2010+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiKm3IleI/AAAAAAAABOQ/BMEuv7aUtJA/s1600/Laguna+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506532535016396258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiKm3IleI/AAAAAAAABOQ/BMEuv7aUtJA/s400/Laguna+2010+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiKAQF1gI/AAAAAAAABOI/BVCRtWGif7c/s1600/Laguna+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506532524652090882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiKAQF1gI/AAAAAAAABOI/BVCRtWGif7c/s400/Laguna+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kade you inspired us all, love Tyler and Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-7216314468429156794?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7216314468429156794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=7216314468429156794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7216314468429156794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7216314468429156794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/clark-doofs.html' title='Clark Doofs'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGsiL0oIbWI/AAAAAAAABOo/doLfv_B-rew/s72-c/Tyler+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-320822906139316849</id><published>2010-08-14T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T07:47:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold It Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGaqd9aD2SI/AAAAAAAABN4/qmosIRFkC2c/s1600/Laguna+2010+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505275026183805218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGaqd9aD2SI/AAAAAAAABN4/qmosIRFkC2c/s400/Laguna+2010+071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only Jamie could stop our future life guards in their morning run to take a picture with the ladies. The first guy on the left can't figure out what is going on, but he has white thighs anyway.  But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wha&lt;/span&gt; La, a new cover for Sports &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Illustrated&lt;/span&gt;. Matt you could easily kick their butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGaqdpXrnxI/AAAAAAAABNw/cT5THIpGrOg/s1600/Laguna+2010+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505275020805119762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGaqdpXrnxI/AAAAAAAABNw/cT5THIpGrOg/s400/Laguna+2010+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-320822906139316849?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/320822906139316849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=320822906139316849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/320822906139316849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/320822906139316849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/hold-it-men.html' title='Hold It Men'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGaqd9aD2SI/AAAAAAAABN4/qmosIRFkC2c/s72-c/Laguna+2010+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6239176654249550118</id><published>2010-08-13T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:06:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the days!</title><content type='html'>These are the days we will remember  forever. It feels like yesterday that we were at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lagona&lt;/span&gt; and I had five small children, I turn around and I am a grandma of many beautiful beach children. Life passes so fast. Heaven lies about us in our families. We must hold each day carefully and count it a gift. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2jrCGD7I/AAAAAAAABNY/DjuLDBwxXmM/s1600/Laguna+2010+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936474749308850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2jrCGD7I/AAAAAAAABNY/DjuLDBwxXmM/s400/Laguna+2010+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from our Family Mission Statement written long ago:"We treasure the beauty of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; world and our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt; to laugh and be happy as a family. We want to be eternal friends. We must &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; the c&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ourage&lt;/span&gt; to act on what we believe and know to be right. We will be one to the end. . .or the beginning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2jCXUTcI/AAAAAAAABNQ/b8xUX5bU3V8/s1600/Laguna+2010+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936463832468930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2jCXUTcI/AAAAAAAABNQ/b8xUX5bU3V8/s400/Laguna+2010+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2ivyVcPI/AAAAAAAABNI/Ay-jcT9pp0c/s1600/Laguna+2010+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936458845516018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2ivyVcPI/AAAAAAAABNI/Ay-jcT9pp0c/s400/Laguna+2010+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2iL-Zm7I/AAAAAAAABNA/0iDbGV1vuzo/s1600/Laguna+2010+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936449232444338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2iL-Zm7I/AAAAAAAABNA/0iDbGV1vuzo/s400/Laguna+2010+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt was in my thoughts constantly. I could imagine him catching a pigeon, or doing a back flip, or loving to see the octopus that we found in the rocks. I look to the day when he too will have a  partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2hngIJNI/AAAAAAAABM4/byBqy702DOA/s1600/Laguna+2010+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936439441794258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2hngIJNI/AAAAAAAABM4/byBqy702DOA/s400/Laguna+2010+100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt; you were there with us. We could hear all your laughter, imagine you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt; the waves, running to the hot tub, swimming all those mighty fine swimming strokes. We love you all so!!! You are always in my heart no matter where I am. I can't wait to come out, or have you come here. Kelly keep a good eye on the plane flights.  Grandpa and I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6239176654249550118?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6239176654249550118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6239176654249550118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6239176654249550118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6239176654249550118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/laguna-2010.html' title='These are the days!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TGV2jrCGD7I/AAAAAAAABNY/DjuLDBwxXmM/s72-c/Laguna+2010+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3117212749762891510</id><published>2010-08-01T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:40:03.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbie's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYJ9MHXKAI/AAAAAAAABLY/97vyfdQ7SVM/s1600/Summer+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500594941708412930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYJ9MHXKAI/AAAAAAAABLY/97vyfdQ7SVM/s400/Summer+2010+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday Abbie was baptised.  July 31, 2010.  We are so proud of her. She looked beautiful in her fancy white dress. She sat so proud on the front row with her Dad all in white, and little Lucy.  Max gave the opening prayer and he looked and sounded like a missionary.There was the most beautiful song, Jesus Came To John the Baptist, sung by a cute family. When Abbie bore her testimony in the chapel after she was bastised she metioned that she felt the Holy Ghost when the girls sang.  I think we all did.  Abbie you did such a good job.  You are lucky to have your Dad baptise you!  We all love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE90KYdeI/AAAAAAAABLQ/OtlRgjjDqT4/s1600/Summer+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE9FaVBvI/AAAAAAAABLI/IIEd2W1XTME/s1600/Summer+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500589442350778098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE9FaVBvI/AAAAAAAABLI/IIEd2W1XTME/s400/Summer+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       What a darlying 8 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE80QiTBI/AAAAAAAABLA/L0yx2EuEbjw/s1600/Summer+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500589437746301970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE80QiTBI/AAAAAAAABLA/L0yx2EuEbjw/s400/Summer+2010+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 24th was fun this year. Emilee drove the Ranger and everyone had a squirt gun.  The best part was Kim and Jason's sharing of their experience at treck.  Grandpa and I loved having the Millers for a few days all to our selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE8WQjH6I/AAAAAAAABK4/WXkYBAimqGQ/s1600/Summer+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500589429693292450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYE8WQjH6I/AAAAAAAABK4/WXkYBAimqGQ/s400/Summer+2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3117212749762891510?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3117212749762891510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3117212749762891510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3117212749762891510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3117212749762891510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/08/abbies-baptism.html' title='Abbie&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TFYJ9MHXKAI/AAAAAAAABLY/97vyfdQ7SVM/s72-c/Summer+2010+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6998793029939844904</id><published>2010-07-18T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:28:59.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Happy July Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOVxyR8ZMI/AAAAAAAABKY/ys64qW-1M_4/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495400652865299650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOVxyR8ZMI/AAAAAAAABKY/ys64qW-1M_4/s400/Arizona,+Easter+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Sweet Little Grady! Those eyes of yours are gorgeous! Long lashes and juicy lips. I wish I was at your house to put you in the tub and play with jumper the frog with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to watch you blow out your birthday candles. Lets celebrate your birthday again in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt;. I can't wait! You make my heart thump!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSK4YsCRI/AAAAAAAABKQ/veT0W1zgLIs/s1600/Florida+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495396685954418962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSK4YsCRI/AAAAAAAABKQ/veT0W1zgLIs/s400/Florida+070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday BEAUTIFUL Kelly! What a thin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; Mom and Wife! This picture brings back many happy memories for me. What a free and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;breezy&lt;/span&gt; morning we were having. You are an inspiration to me. I am glad your new family arrived safely. What doings must be going on in the Thompson household tonight. I bet there are some thankful friends who are counting their lucky stars! I wish you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; and energy and many happy times. I love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSKUtZ9-I/AAAAAAAABKI/clkqiW0rBPc/s1600/Florida+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495396676377638882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSKUtZ9-I/AAAAAAAABKI/clkqiW0rBPc/s400/Florida+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt; Abbie! What joy you bring to everyone you are around. I can't wait to pick you up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;! We are going to play and have so much fun. I want to sit on the swing and listen to all you stories about your friends and your dreams. Let's do some art too. You are such a fabulous artist. It is OK if Katy is giving you two little ears on your head, you are still cute! Happy Birthday. . . can't believe you are going to be 8. . . . that is Baptismal Time. What big doings are ahead for you! I love your bones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSJnnJ0OI/AAAAAAAABKA/JKr4tu5UuhM/s1600/4th+of+July+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495396664271818978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOSJnnJ0OI/AAAAAAAABKA/JKr4tu5UuhM/s400/4th+of+July+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you! I wonder what you and Max are smiling at? Was it the cannon getting ready to go off, or the clowns, or the horses, or motor cycles, or some cute young girl smiling at you from a float? Whatever, I love your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; for life. You always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; so much to tell me and I love it. You are a great 4 wheeler driver and I had such fun with you last week. Keep swimming like a fish and be happy. You are very handsome! I love your kind heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6998793029939844904?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6998793029939844904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6998793029939844904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6998793029939844904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6998793029939844904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-happy-july-birthdays.html' title='More Happy July Birthdays!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEOVxyR8ZMI/AAAAAAAABKY/ys64qW-1M_4/s72-c/Arizona,+Easter+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5459273289102427596</id><published>2010-07-17T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:33:15.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A terrible, horrible no good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEGwJIERj1I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Ct2fCbNncQA/s1600/The+mouse+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494866691199438674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEGwJIERj1I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Ct2fCbNncQA/s400/The+mouse+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I was unkind to Matt. I was hot and tired and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; to my scuba class dive at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Homestead Crater. &lt;/span&gt;I put on a oxygen tank that felt heavier than me. When I got in the hot murky water, something snapped and I had the worse anxiety &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attack&lt;/span&gt;. I kept chocking on the dang water. I had to go to the top and breath. It was the hardest thing I have ever done to go back down there. But when it came to taking off my mask 30 feet down, there was just no way. I did complete the dive but I will never go back there! I tried to sleep but both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; ears were hurting from the water pressure so I got up and decided to clean the kitchen. I opened a drawer and out ran a mouse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; up my arm. I live in the country and should be brave, but he scared the tar out of me. I had never had one that close. Then to top it off I think he was more that a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bubble&lt;/span&gt; off. He honestly just kept coming out running around my feet. I brought Sam in to do his doggly duty, but he just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; there and relaxed. I finally made Dad come &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; and set a trap at 4:00 AM, and you can image how that went over with him. So this morning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; I got up and found my foe upside down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the trap I had to copy Abbie with a gigantic "YES!" Now to clean out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cupboards&lt;/span&gt; and dishes. They need it anyway. I have to make darn sure there is not another lunatic brother or sister. It has been years since we have had a mouse in the house. No more mice and no more swimming in the crater in Midway! Today is going to be, today is going to be, today is going to be a better day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5459273289102427596?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5459273289102427596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5459273289102427596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5459273289102427596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5459273289102427596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/07/terrible-horrible-no-good-day.html' title='A terrible, horrible no good day!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TEGwJIERj1I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Ct2fCbNncQA/s72-c/The+mouse+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4287525163763867175</id><published>2010-07-12T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:37:44.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseUW25ZiI/AAAAAAAABJg/iMUTSqt0U84/s1600/4th+of+July+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseULZD0wI/AAAAAAAABJY/CzPh15pFY68/s1600/4th+of+July+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493017502512567042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseULZD0wI/AAAAAAAABJY/CzPh15pFY68/s400/4th+of+July+2010+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseTqpoQ3I/AAAAAAAABJQ/HWLZ8KR5wkg/s1600/4th+of+July+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493017493723693938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseTqpoQ3I/AAAAAAAABJQ/HWLZ8KR5wkg/s400/4th+of+July+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseTM29jxI/AAAAAAAABJI/VBFSu1IqdTQ/s1600/4th+of+July+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493017485726551826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseTM29jxI/AAAAAAAABJI/VBFSu1IqdTQ/s400/4th+of+July+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July seemed just right this year.  It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt; and fun and I so loved sharing it with Dad.  He is my forever partner and I count myself lucky for each day I get to spend with him.  He has a new peace about him, we are even having a family dinner on Friday for Aunt Liz.  She is marring David Lambert, an old school mate. She seems so happy and we are thrilled for her. Hope you are all happy today.  I am imaging you all this Monday morning, swimming, driving to Flaming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gorge&lt;/span&gt;, feeding the chickens and brushing the new horse, heading out for another adventure.  Know that my thoughts are always with you. It makes smile all day long to think of you.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OXOXOXOX&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4287525163763867175?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4287525163763867175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4287525163763867175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4287525163763867175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4287525163763867175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDseULZD0wI/AAAAAAAABJY/CzPh15pFY68/s72-c/4th+of+July+2010+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-7556399308760250095</id><published>2010-07-04T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T17:28:32.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Daine's Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkzNzWirI/AAAAAAAABI4/8IcxfEY5j2g/s1600/Diane%27s+Cabin+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209883038321330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkzNzWirI/AAAAAAAABI4/8IcxfEY5j2g/s400/Diane%27s+Cabin+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just spent the most wonderful week with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Diane&lt;/span&gt; and Mom.  The morning we were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leaving&lt;/span&gt; we woke up to a big herd of elk &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bugling&lt;/span&gt;. It was misty from a night rain and there was a double rainbow. We decided it was a gift from Dad saying, "Margie I am getting ready for you."  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; read old letters from Dad when they were separated during the war.  I didn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; my Dad was so romantic. Mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; beamed and cried.  She just found these letters and can't stop reading them.  Our bodies grow old but never our spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkyp1CKtI/AAAAAAAABIw/9UVgZildhIg/s1600/Diane%27s+Cabin+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209873381698258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkyp1CKtI/AAAAAAAABIw/9UVgZildhIg/s400/Diane%27s+Cabin+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89 and still handing in there. We laughed and ate and rode the ranger, and then did it over  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkyE04bXI/AAAAAAAABIo/FIIR3PDp1Gc/s1600/Diane%27s+Cabin+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209863448948082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkyE04bXI/AAAAAAAABIo/FIIR3PDp1Gc/s400/Diane%27s+Cabin+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkxtC0h0I/AAAAAAAABIg/86QmM5UmNNU/s1600/Diane%27s+Cabin+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209857064961858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkxtC0h0I/AAAAAAAABIg/86QmM5UmNNU/s400/Diane%27s+Cabin+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkxKfqONI/AAAAAAAABIY/25mIDC-4aRs/s1600/Diane%27s+Cabin+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209847790680274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkxKfqONI/AAAAAAAABIY/25mIDC-4aRs/s400/Diane%27s+Cabin+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Ya Ba &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Ba &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doooooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-7556399308760250095?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7556399308760250095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=7556399308760250095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7556399308760250095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7556399308760250095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/07/at-daines-cabin.html' title='At Daine&apos;s Cabin'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEkzNzWirI/AAAAAAAABI4/8IcxfEY5j2g/s72-c/Diane%27s+Cabin+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4962763478113288836</id><published>2010-07-04T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T17:01:18.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Birthdays Gallor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQwcgE8vI/AAAAAAAABIQ/NIFVUWzKAOc/s1600/Halloween+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187845211845362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQwcgE8vI/AAAAAAAABIQ/NIFVUWzKAOc/s400/Halloween+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to the Sweetest Little Tweet in all the world.  This has to be my all time favorite picture of you Madison.  Nothing but goodness shines in your eyes.  Grandpa and I are crazy about you!  I bet you are beating the tar out of your competition in the water this summer. Wish I was there to cheer you on. Be happy Birthday Girl and take care of your Mom for me.  I love your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQv9_OXaI/AAAAAAAABII/BeWG4qHV4aY/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187837020986786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQv9_OXaI/AAAAAAAABII/BeWG4qHV4aY/s400/Arizona,+Easter+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax the big brother, Happy Birthday! You have darn big shoes for your younger brothers to fill. I hear you can down the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in a flash.  Oh I wish I could plant a great big kiss you you today! You are my favorite action hero, I love you, from here to eternity and beyond!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQvW0kQbI/AAAAAAAABIA/ykUf5rH6D8s/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187826507301298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQvW0kQbI/AAAAAAAABIA/ykUf5rH6D8s/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome Mr. Max, Happy Birthday to the first place runner in the school.  My favorite part about you Max is that you have your Dad's gentle spirit. You are kind to everyone, especially Jordon ? Hope that is the right name.  You are a young Nephi.  How is your sword doing? Tell your Mom and Dad thanks for giving you such a grand Birthday Party.  I love your bones Max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQu9EgirI/AAAAAAAABH4/Bo8_3prujAM/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490187819594844850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQu9EgirI/AAAAAAAABH4/Bo8_3prujAM/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lucy, Lucy, Lou, I do love you!  I loved it when you fell asleep on my stomach last night watching the fireworks.  I loved how excited you got over your big coloring book.  You really are an artist! I love your sparkling eyes, and long hair. I am glad you had such a fun birthday party too. I can't believe you are five and going to Kinder garden, whats the deal????? Happy Birthday to a burst of sunshine, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4962763478113288836?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4962763478113288836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4962763478113288836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4962763478113288836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4962763478113288836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-birthdays-gallor.html' title='Summer Birthdays Gallor'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TDEQwcgE8vI/AAAAAAAABIQ/NIFVUWzKAOc/s72-c/Halloween+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3429002010322801382</id><published>2010-06-25T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:30:37.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a blink of an eye. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCVInzqQNqI/AAAAAAAABG4/C28gyU2bEMQ/s1600/Halloween+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486871569740347042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCVInzqQNqI/AAAAAAAABG4/C28gyU2bEMQ/s400/Halloween+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        I wonder how these little bodies will look in 2010?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                   I can't wait to take the next picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3429002010322801382?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3429002010322801382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3429002010322801382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3429002010322801382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3429002010322801382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-blink-of-eye.html' title='In a blink of an eye. . .'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCVInzqQNqI/AAAAAAAABG4/C28gyU2bEMQ/s72-c/Halloween+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1919535215886801778</id><published>2010-06-25T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:23:23.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpRcU041I/AAAAAAAABGg/qZA3RKgvxSw/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486837100658877266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpRcU041I/AAAAAAAABGg/qZA3RKgvxSw/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School is out and that means I have been lucky enough to spend a little time with my favorite people. Jenny and Emilee are wolfing down two tiny ice cream sandwiches.  Emilee is the queen of the chicken fights and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jenny is&lt;/span&gt; the master of the noodle races.  What fun you are in and out of the water!   You both have the cutest shapes, smiles and sences of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpQsoTW-I/AAAAAAAABGY/_E6MV-qof1M/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486837087855664098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpQsoTW-I/AAAAAAAABGY/_E6MV-qof1M/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbie is so darn cute here! She worked so hard to fix up the meshing tree. I think she wants to get it ready &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; when the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt; come.  She rocked at scaling the creek in her undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpQcNm5xI/AAAAAAAABGQ/x438b_4eBfY/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486837083448731410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpQcNm5xI/AAAAAAAABGQ/x438b_4eBfY/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy I loved how you are always singing and making everyone happy. You roast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; like a pro. You take such good care of Jayne.  I am so glad the fingernail polish came off your Mom's table. Hope you aren't grounded any more, because your neighborhood is awfully boring without you. Happy summer nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpP3fNynI/AAAAAAAABGI/V1hKcvml-sk/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486837073590471282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpP3fNynI/AAAAAAAABGI/V1hKcvml-sk/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate you drive the 4 wheeler like a grown up.  You make up good words for the Messing Tree Song. You climb a tree like a monkey, and I will never tell what you were wearing as you hiked the stream. You are a joy! I am glad you and Jenny got to do basketball camp together.  Katy you always were asking me if you could help me, and then you did help.  Thank you so much!  I appreciate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpPHMZBGI/AAAAAAAABGA/bM1wqFnVNd8/s1600/flowers+and+sleepover+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486837060626613346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpPHMZBGI/AAAAAAAABGA/bM1wqFnVNd8/s400/flowers+and+sleepover+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max and Tyler, you are amazing how you know how to put out fires the "Boy Scout Way".  I loved our early &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; hike on a cool misty morning.  We really did find 30 different kinds of wild flowers, didn't we.  You have good eyes.  We will have to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; up the mountain to find him a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nephi's&lt;/span&gt; sword or Moroni dagger. I found a bed spring this morning up there, I can't wait to show you.  You two are so dang cute, I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long to be with the Heaps and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt;.  You are in my thoughts all of the time.  I am sending you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vibes&lt;/span&gt; of love and happiness and gentle nights. I can't wait for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lagona&lt;/span&gt;. I am still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; a hard time believing that it will happen.  Isn't the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; just the best that we can all send notes back and forth and see each others pictures. Families are the Best part of life!  I love you all!     Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1919535215886801778?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1919535215886801778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1919535215886801778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1919535215886801778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1919535215886801778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TCUpRcU041I/AAAAAAAABGg/qZA3RKgvxSw/s72-c/flowers+and+sleepover+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8414604692786663887</id><published>2010-06-04T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T05:47:59.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAjzTG--M-I/AAAAAAAABFA/8WaXTI0FWVQ/s1600/Jenny+Hope+of+America+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478896456314008546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAjzTG--M-I/AAAAAAAABFA/8WaXTI0FWVQ/s400/Jenny+Hope+of+America+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and I look like twiners. I love him! What a week of change. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walllsburg&lt;/span&gt; isn't looking the same.  The first few days we worked on cutting down the trees that were dead in the back yard I just wanted to cry. But what good does that do.  I am leaning that nothing ever stays the same. We have to expect change and embrace it with joy. We now have a great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;soccer&lt;/span&gt; or baseball field.  More light will  fill our backyard, maybe more warmth in our house.  Everything is looking cleaner.  Life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; good. Hope you are feeling better Kelly!! Jamie I want to call you back today and get some details on your summer life.  Kim thank you for the pictures they are PERFECT!  Nicole life is sounding so busy and fun at your house.  Happy Friday!  Date Night!&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/6744230085900204829-8414604692786663887?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8414604692786663887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8414604692786663887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8414604692786663887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8414604692786663887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/06/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAjzTG--M-I/AAAAAAAABFA/8WaXTI0FWVQ/s72-c/Jenny+Hope+of+America+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5574908378295657776</id><published>2010-05-29T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T06:39:36.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hope of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETywhRGiI/AAAAAAAABEg/0PcTWtSl90c/s1600/Jenny+Hope+of+America+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476680384598055458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETywhRGiI/AAAAAAAABEg/0PcTWtSl90c/s400/Jenny+Hope+of+America+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenny is THE HOPE OF AMERICA!  Is she cute or what!  Beautiful hair like her grandma Z, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;snappy&lt;/span&gt; braces, happy eyes, great outfit, but most important of all a gentle kindness that touches all she is around.  Jenny Grandpa and I are so proud of you!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETyoLBSaI/AAAAAAAABEY/s8bSTF1Vro0/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476680382357260706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETyoLBSaI/AAAAAAAABEY/s8bSTF1Vro0/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you thought Jenny was cute in that last picture check out this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETyQ2SVsI/AAAAAAAABEQ/8jzG6R1vuTs/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476680376096282306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETyQ2SVsI/AAAAAAAABEQ/8jzG6R1vuTs/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler is turning into a fish.  He is learning to love his grandma's favorite sport. He gets his goggles and those flashy yellow fins on and away he swims.  I am so glad I got to come see you swim.  I want to come to a swim meet. Tyler I am proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETx-ewseI/AAAAAAAABEI/OhqXGehwgyE/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476680371165770210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETx-ewseI/AAAAAAAABEI/OhqXGehwgyE/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy does some gymnastic tricks that are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;.  She has a hard time ever holding still. Katy I want to come to one of your classes again.  Maybe you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I could teach Grandpa to do a cartwheel.  Katy and Jenny made up the most unique dance on the Provo High Football seats, I am sure they could preform at half time next fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETxiZxzrI/AAAAAAAABEA/XzmJ8mhWcS0/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476680363628678834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETxiZxzrI/AAAAAAAABEA/XzmJ8mhWcS0/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is some magic that flows from Shawn and his Grandma Z. Both their eyes light up when they see each other. I believe a grandma's love for her grand children runs very deep. Heaven will be  incredible when we relearn all of our family connections.  Who we lived with before &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; life and how we will all live in the heaven to come.  I believe these two will be very close.  I am proud of you too Shawn.  I love the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clarks&lt;/span&gt;!  Bret and Nic you are doing a fabulous job raising your little tribe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5574908378295657776?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5574908378295657776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5574908378295657776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5574908378295657776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5574908378295657776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/hope-of-america.html' title='The Hope of America'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/TAETywhRGiI/AAAAAAAABEg/0PcTWtSl90c/s72-c/Jenny+Hope+of+America+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-9207030020457444424</id><published>2010-05-26T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:25:34.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller's Field Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fMGpLblI/AAAAAAAABD4/8hXxL89a_tk/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707752242966098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fMGpLblI/AAAAAAAABD4/8hXxL89a_tk/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emilee is looking mighty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; in this picture, but there is a brave story that happened before.  Emilee has been practicing and practicing with Max to win the 1 mile race at field day. Everyone lined  up and headed out like a pack &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt; wolves.  Just a few feet into the race Emilee gets knocked down hard.  She stands up with bloody knees, but she jumps up and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decides&lt;/span&gt; to race anyway.  Off she goes, way behind.  Pure determination and grit make her keep going.  She sprints the last quarter of a mile and passes everyone. She comes in an amazing 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fL-Un2GI/AAAAAAAABDw/DgDoqRL4C-U/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707750009264226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fL-Un2GI/AAAAAAAABDw/DgDoqRL4C-U/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When they checked out her legs, they were so full of gravel that Jason took her to the I&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nsta&lt;/span&gt;-Care, where she got 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt;.  The good part of the story is that the Dr. who stitched her up was the Jr. High School Soccer Coach, and he invited her to try out today.  So Emilee returned to school with a big smile on her face, she raced in several more relays and she was the hero of the School.  They slipped a Gold Metal in her pockets, which she surely deserved.  Emilee your Grandma was so proud of you today.  You showed everyone how to be brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fLbxjWjI/AAAAAAAABDo/DdcFAFB-HDI/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707740735363634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fLbxjWjI/AAAAAAAABDo/DdcFAFB-HDI/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is handsome Max right after he ran over the finish line.  He cleaned house and came in way ahead of everyone.  He was # 1.  Max I am proud of you, but the best part was when you put your arms &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; Emilee and felt so sad for her.  She is lucky to have you for a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fK-bX8QI/AAAAAAAABDg/CiBPqsClEOw/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707732857712898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fK-bX8QI/AAAAAAAABDg/CiBPqsClEOw/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Lucy graduated today from Miss Misty's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Preschool&lt;/span&gt;.  She sang her heart out and announced she is going to be a skater when she grows up. Get ready kindergarten here comes Miss Lucy!  It was just a minute ago that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; where there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fKSeC7uI/AAAAAAAABDY/wRxoNQfFFrg/s1600/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707721057758946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fKSeC7uI/AAAAAAAABDY/wRxoNQfFFrg/s400/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie took fifth place in her race, she ran like the wind. Abbie has so many fun friends.  She has a happy heart.  She takes good care of Jayne. I love these Miller winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-9207030020457444424?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9207030020457444424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=9207030020457444424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9207030020457444424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9207030020457444424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/millers-field-day.html' title='Miller&apos;s Field Day'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S_2fMGpLblI/AAAAAAAABD4/8hXxL89a_tk/s72-c/Emilee%27s+Field+Day+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-603338048506912256</id><published>2010-05-16T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:46:09.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S--t5eSgEWI/AAAAAAAABCY/3XoyGgjKrz0/s1600/Tom%27s+Birthday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471783275173253474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S--t5eSgEWI/AAAAAAAABCY/3XoyGgjKrz0/s400/Tom%27s+Birthday+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Handsome Matt.  I love your slightly crocked smile and your always bright eyes.  You look great in your hats. You have made Jamie so happy.  Thank you all the many times you cover for her, while she does hair, or her friend things.  I like getting up early and having a bowl of cereal with you.  I am trying to get our lawn to look like it did when you lived here.  That will be impossible.  Our garage door is still &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; since  you fixed it. I love your boys, there is so much in each one of them that is you. I wonder if they will do those quick couple of steps you do as you run for the ball in out field? Will they like shoes as much as you do?  Bet they will love to golf with you. You are a great Dad, Husband, and Son-in-law. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tom&lt;/span&gt; and I are crazy about you.  Hope you have a Fantastic Day!!!  HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-603338048506912256?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/603338048506912256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=603338048506912256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/603338048506912256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/603338048506912256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-matt.html' title='Happy Birthday Matt!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S--t5eSgEWI/AAAAAAAABCY/3XoyGgjKrz0/s72-c/Tom%27s+Birthday+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8380288417112054084</id><published>2010-05-08T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:38:31.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-UR4fGunyI/AAAAAAAABBY/vvInGwZYRNc/s1600/Joy+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468796984631402274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-UR4fGunyI/AAAAAAAABBY/vvInGwZYRNc/s400/Joy+049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bret, Kim, Kelly, Jamie, and Matt,&lt;br /&gt;     Being your Mom has been the greatest adventure of forever!  What joy you have been to me.  This is the little card your Dad gave me the morning after Bret was born.  It says, "The World Is Full Of Wonders"  and so it is.  I  am so glad we are mixed up in each others lives and we laugh and cry with each other. I must think of each of you fifty times a day and each time I smile.  Thank you for being who you are.  I am always so proud of you!  I thank the Lord for letting us all be Clarks and take this journey together.  I love you!&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/6744230085900204829-8380288417112054084?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8380288417112054084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8380288417112054084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8380288417112054084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8380288417112054084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-UR4fGunyI/AAAAAAAABBY/vvInGwZYRNc/s72-c/Joy+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-802231431141311258</id><published>2010-05-05T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:40:09.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANDSOME, KIND JASON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-Fv79wlPgI/AAAAAAAABBA/gxuDe1SzxpQ/s1600/Christmas+2009+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467774498585787906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-Fv79wlPgI/AAAAAAAABBA/gxuDe1SzxpQ/s400/Christmas+2009+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is Christmas night, everyone is busy, Jason is tenderly holding little Jayne who has a fever.  Oh that every child could have a Dad like Jason.  Miller children you are so blessed to have your Dad.  He is so wise for a young thirty five year old.  Jason blessed many lives: his ward members, his neighborhood, the boys on every team he coaches, his family, our family, the Miller employees, especially the cute Mexicans who would do anything for him, especially the one who put a goat in the construction truck. I always feel safe knowing Jason is in charge of his little family as they explore on the rhinos, boat, motorcycle and much more.  He is in-charge of his little flock and they are taken good care of. If the Dads and Husbands were line up around the world, I would pick you for Kim, and I would pick you for my grandchildren. You are honest, hard working. kind, and Tom and I love you!  Thank you for belonging to our family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-Fv7UcEFiI/AAAAAAAABA4/07MPO4U8-Js/s1600/Christmas+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467774487493875234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-Fv7UcEFiI/AAAAAAAABA4/07MPO4U8-Js/s400/Christmas+2009+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Jason's hand in this picture with his wedding ring.  Kimmy is drop dead gorgeous, and Jayne makes you want to hold on to those cute ears and kiss those beautiful lips. Jason Happy Birthday. . . our blessings are many becauce of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-802231431141311258?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/802231431141311258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=802231431141311258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/802231431141311258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/802231431141311258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/jason.html' title='Jason'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S-Fv79wlPgI/AAAAAAAABBA/gxuDe1SzxpQ/s72-c/Christmas+2009+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6658732042346225310</id><published>2010-05-01T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:23:21.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Chickster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9z8U4rl1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Eb4ZhxZTBB4/s1600/Chickster+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466521483463743282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9z8U4rl1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Eb4ZhxZTBB4/s400/Chickster+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another snowy day, can you believe it!  Grandpa is walking down the road to get rid of the "extras" from the birth of his newest little colt.  Mr. Chickster. He is a cutie, big and strong and hungry.  I am missing all of you this night.  I hope you are all warm and happy too.  Life is good!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9z8US1qUmI/AAAAAAAABAI/-l1OB_ohYfk/s1600/Chickster+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466521473305432674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9z8US1qUmI/AAAAAAAABAI/-l1OB_ohYfk/s400/Chickster+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6658732042346225310?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6658732042346225310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6658732042346225310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6658732042346225310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6658732042346225310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/05/mr-chickster.html' title='Mr. Chickster'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9z8U4rl1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Eb4ZhxZTBB4/s72-c/Chickster+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1894572208204631451</id><published>2010-04-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:09:06.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Cow Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9btzJJmRZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/RjJft6EnYOk/s1600/Little+CowGirl+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464816660745962898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9btzJJmRZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/RjJft6EnYOk/s400/Little+CowGirl+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Morning and look what I  just found.  Little Cow Girl. This is a little buck skin filly, granddaughter of the great Jerry Lee Surprise (as grandpa would say).  She has soft smoky green eyes, skinny ribs, and long legs. Grandpa says she will become his next favorite mare. I love all my grand kids this beautiful spring morning.  Good luck at school today.  Be smart and kind.     &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/6744230085900204829-1894572208204631451?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1894572208204631451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1894572208204631451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1894572208204631451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1894572208204631451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-cow-girl.html' title='Little Cow Girl'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9btzJJmRZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/RjJft6EnYOk/s72-c/Little+CowGirl+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8940780021171131207</id><published>2010-04-25T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:45:25.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad</title><content type='html'>Is Dad handsome or what!  What!  I have the need to tell you how much I love your Dad. He is a gift! I am so grateful each night when I crawl in bed with him.  He is warm and kind and always makes me feel safe.  For the past two days we have worked with Moon Dance to get her ready to take to a horse sale over in Heber.  We washed and clipped her and brushed her till she was shinny. The sell lasted for ever and we didn't sell her.  Horses were going for so cheep. We came home so tired, but one good thing, a lady just called and wants to come see her again tomorrow.  So that might be good.  I appreciate our girl's talk. Kelly we talked about me and Dad and learning to be happy.  I am feeling Kenya calling my name.  I am whispering in Dad's ear while he is sleeping "Let's Go".  I am having fun with Dad this spring working and caring for Wallsburg.  I have a million wild flower seeds to plan and I can't wait to see if they will grow.  We have 5 or 6 big cottonwood trees that have died in the backyard, so there is a big job.  The swings have not taken flight, maybe the time is not just right.  Kim I talked to Judy. Do you think you could help me start a gratitude journal?  Thought I would call you Monday after your kids have gone to school.  I have been so touched by your Joy in the Journey.  This is what my heart would like to keep tract of too.  Yours is so simple and perfect.  I think when we know we are going to write down what we are grateful for, it makes us more aware all day long, in the simple, sacred things found in the ordinary. I love my girls.  You each teach me so much.  Happy a Wonderful Spring! Did I mention I love your Dad?  I do!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9TdebqOjKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/I8ynoW5w_r4/s1600/Tom+and+Moom+Dance+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464235762797939874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9TdebqOjKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/I8ynoW5w_r4/s400/Tom+and+Moom+Dance+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9TddrabejI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6ulXhwIST8U/s1600/Tom+and+Moom+Dance+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464235749846776370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9TddrabejI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6ulXhwIST8U/s400/Tom+and+Moom+Dance+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8940780021171131207?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8940780021171131207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8940780021171131207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8940780021171131207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8940780021171131207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/dad.html' title='Dad'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9TdebqOjKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/I8ynoW5w_r4/s72-c/Tom+and+Moom+Dance+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6529891198680354195</id><published>2010-04-22T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T01:34:23.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaps</title><content type='html'>Is this not a beautiful couple? Brown and Sassy.  Thank you for letting Kim and I share your life for a time.  I Love The Heaps!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIFBhd_QI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tR3Hf6I4RU8/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462875230401592578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIFBhd_QI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tR3Hf6I4RU8/s400/Arizona,+Easter+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing better than brothers!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIElQocpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sN5nfVz6pxI/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462875222814782098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIElQocpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sN5nfVz6pxI/s400/Arizona,+Easter+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AID1CNZoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/HC02dZQ5uF4/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462875209869387394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AID1CNZoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/HC02dZQ5uF4/s400/Arizona,+Easter+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watery eyes to get lost in, lips a grandma could kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIDWw9xVI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GdcohhrlEo4/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462875201743996242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIDWw9xVI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GdcohhrlEo4/s400/Arizona,+Easter+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Marion's Birthday Party tonight.  David was there talking about Africa, and now sleep is one hundred miles away.  Dad and I are going there!  I am using the power of positive thinking!  I miss you Kim, Kelly, Jamie and Nicole. Someday, when the time is right, we will go to Africa together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6529891198680354195?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6529891198680354195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6529891198680354195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6529891198680354195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6529891198680354195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/heaps.html' title='Heaps'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S9AIFBhd_QI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tR3Hf6I4RU8/s72-c/Arizona,+Easter+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4678576340095476405</id><published>2010-04-20T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:21:39.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls trip 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My most important job on any girl's trip is to get those crazy wonderful pictures of you know who....... my girls&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sDywAQYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kYKRlMhPWwg/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+017.JPG"&gt;!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462422210465513858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sDywAQYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kYKRlMhPWwg/s400/Arizona,+Easter+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sDd480II/AAAAAAAAA-Q/V89JW2TR0Zs/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462422204865892482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sDd480II/AAAAAAAAA-Q/V89JW2TR0Zs/s400/Arizona,+Easter+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carrie Underwood  eat your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sCzH0gtI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2NIt7g8YENE/s1600/Florida+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462422193385538258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sCzH0gtI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2NIt7g8YENE/s400/Florida+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This feels right. . . all three pretty in pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sCPSPARI/AAAAAAAAA-A/cQGEdM_YVRM/s1600/Florida+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462422183765541138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sCPSPARI/AAAAAAAAA-A/cQGEdM_YVRM/s400/Florida+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya Ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sB38KNSI/AAAAAAAAA94/VPoLFzGX2Bo/s1600/Arizona,+Easter+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462422177498936610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sB38KNSI/AAAAAAAAA94/VPoLFzGX2Bo/s400/Arizona,+Easter+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly, never make me fill in for you again, it is not a pretty picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad and I have three favorite stars we have looked at for the last 44 years, and I have three favorite daughters I will be looking at for the next 44 trillion years.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; missed you Kelly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We pray for your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;speedy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recovery&lt;/span&gt; so you can come out to Utah to catch up on secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; (Jamie you just might have to come too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4678576340095476405?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4678576340095476405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4678576340095476405' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4678576340095476405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4678576340095476405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-trip-2010.html' title='Girls trip 2010'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S85sDywAQYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kYKRlMhPWwg/s72-c/Arizona,+Easter+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-885494054861157542</id><published>2010-04-20T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:33:12.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BabyTess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S84rXoboikI/AAAAAAAAA9w/xu5TkdEQH4U/s1600/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462351083037297218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S84rXoboikI/AAAAAAAAA9w/xu5TkdEQH4U/s400/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Grandpa's new horse Tess. She is a beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-885494054861157542?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/885494054861157542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=885494054861157542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/885494054861157542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/885494054861157542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/babytess.html' title='BabyTess'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S84rXoboikI/AAAAAAAAA9w/xu5TkdEQH4U/s72-c/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-7335503193674349338</id><published>2010-04-04T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:32:17.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE</title><content type='html'>Nicole I love you! I love how you have a hundred library books in your front room.  I love that Shawn can put together a million puzzles. I love the yummy food in your fridge.  How you sell potatoes, jog, smile, read, make cream puffs! I love all your movies!  I love you! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7kgI_SkWpI/AAAAAAAAA9o/-eftfFUCq04/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456427762336422546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7kgI_SkWpI/AAAAAAAAA9o/-eftfFUCq04/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-7335503193674349338?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7335503193674349338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=7335503193674349338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7335503193674349338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/7335503193674349338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-nicole.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7kgI_SkWpI/AAAAAAAAA9o/-eftfFUCq04/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3156174752958294975</id><published>2010-04-04T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:09:43.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>The first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulchre, and seeth the stone taken away from the sepulchre. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ16aBzYI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ZtrqkPFmicw/s1600/The+Sepulcher+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456280100049898882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ16aBzYI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ZtrqkPFmicw/s400/The+Sepulcher+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He Is Risen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ1Dsf01I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/nmtTKnk8_Rg/s1600/New+Horses+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456280085363413842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ1Dsf01I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/nmtTKnk8_Rg/s400/New+Horses+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ0dx6MDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Xvhf8QA5ors/s1600/The+Sepulcher+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456280075185565746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ0dx6MDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Xvhf8QA5ors/s400/The+Sepulcher+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning I woke up early to check on Holly, the next Mom in line for a baby. To my surprize I saw a white, clean, clear morning. I couldn't help but wonder how Mary felt as she went to the sepulchre alone, in the darki with a broken heart. I love that the Savior first came to a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3156174752958294975?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3156174752958294975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3156174752958294975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3156174752958294975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3156174752958294975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7iZ16aBzYI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ZtrqkPFmicw/s72-c/The+Sepulcher+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5015478567564221743</id><published>2010-04-03T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:26:22.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thompson Ladies, I forgot to tell you about the things about Tess that remind me of you.  McKinnely she has your thick curly shinny hair that always looks beautiful. Madison her agile light at a feather wings and body remind me of you. Maizie when I look at her puckered lips I think of you and your happy, preforming spirit, it always makes me smile. Millie she has feminine little hands like yours and a spirit of magic just like what I see in your eyes. We will always have dear Tess because of  the Kentucky Airport and the Thompson family.  I love you all.  Kelly I am waiting to hear from you. I think you are probably all sleeping wonderfully this Saturday Morning.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7dOWcd7EBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/l5VGpFEBDnc/s1600/New+Horses+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455915621088432146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7dOWcd7EBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/l5VGpFEBDnc/s400/New+Horses+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5015478567564221743?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5015478567564221743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5015478567564221743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5015478567564221743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5015478567564221743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/04/thompson-ladies-i-forgot-to-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7dOWcd7EBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/l5VGpFEBDnc/s72-c/New+Horses+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1181103136850319664</id><published>2010-03-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:26:18.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. Tess</title><content type='html'>This is a P.S. to my Tess blog.  I forgot to mention that Tess's cute girlish figure reminds me of Nicole. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7FfpXPYIwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5bWzVgT3YIU/s1600/Tess+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454245787940168450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7FfpXPYIwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5bWzVgT3YIU/s400/Tess+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so glad Nic is part of our family!  Bret no wise comments!  I have to admit I am blogging like a fool.&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/6744230085900204829-1181103136850319664?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1181103136850319664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1181103136850319664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1181103136850319664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1181103136850319664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/ps-tess.html' title='P.S. Tess'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7FfpXPYIwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5bWzVgT3YIU/s72-c/Tess+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2008180836606327934</id><published>2010-03-29T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:56:26.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Emilee!</title><content type='html'>Emilee thank you for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inviting&lt;/span&gt; me to spend the day with you on Saturday.  I loved seeing all you dances. You are by far the best dancer on your team.  Abbie you are hands down the best on your team. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6FzMkjSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/McwjSFF5Nwc/s1600/Dancing+and+new+Horses+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454204495039073570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6FzMkjSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/McwjSFF5Nwc/s400/Dancing+and+new+Horses+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I loved seeing your friends and the jazzy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;costumes&lt;/span&gt;. Lunch was yummy and I will never tell about those two Birthday items your purchased.  The Young Women's Fireside was the best for me.  I loved being there with you and your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6FrU6OpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H1LGSr_btg4/s1600/Dancing+and+new+Horses+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454204492926565010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6FrU6OpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H1LGSr_btg4/s400/Dancing+and+new+Horses+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we are on temple square, just glad to be alive!  Celebrating your Birthday.  Happy # 12. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6E10zzUI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/oFwzbjL7ZtA/s1600/Fairies+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454204478564846914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6E10zzUI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/oFwzbjL7ZtA/s400/Fairies+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two beauties.  Jenny with her up do, and Em with her down do.  &lt;em&gt;I love you both.  Happy Birthday Sweet Emilee!!!&lt;/em&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/6744230085900204829-2008180836606327934?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2008180836606327934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2008180836606327934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2008180836606327934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2008180836606327934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-emilee.html' title='Happy Birthday Emilee!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E6FzMkjSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/McwjSFF5Nwc/s72-c/Dancing+and+new+Horses+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8435706081433065807</id><published>2010-03-29T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:26:55.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's first new  horse this year.</title><content type='html'>I have been checking two of our mares at the break of dawn for 3 weeks with no luck.  Then I leave Wallsburg and there you go, she is born.  She is a tiny buck-skin fillie.  Here for Easter. Tonight the moon is going to be full and we are expecting another one.  I will keep you posted. Happy Monday Night.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E2TjvhDqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IyyLM8-TRYA/s1600/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454200333362335394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E2TjvhDqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IyyLM8-TRYA/s400/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8435706081433065807?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8435706081433065807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8435706081433065807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8435706081433065807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8435706081433065807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/grandpas-first-new-horse-this-year.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s first new  horse this year.'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7E2TjvhDqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IyyLM8-TRYA/s72-c/Dancing+and+new+Horses+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2972216638434276814</id><published>2010-03-29T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:08:37.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boys, Isn't this tree great. I think the two light spots are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leprechauns&lt;/span&gt; dancing around the tree so fast all you can see is their light.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EvWMZIHBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7UNCFHaEmSo/s1600/Fairies+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454192682052623378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EvWMZIHBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7UNCFHaEmSo/s400/Fairies+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EvVSCl4VI/AAAAAAAAA74/FXXVTSX3t3E/s1600/Fairies+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454192666388848978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EvVSCl4VI/AAAAAAAAA74/FXXVTSX3t3E/s400/Fairies+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds are building nests in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wallsburg&lt;/span&gt; right now.  We have two bald &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eagles&lt;/span&gt; in our tree out front.  These are tiny birds waiting for their moms to bring them worms.  They are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt; just like when you get home from school and yell, Mom I am starving.  Max you were so amazing in your football game on Saturday.  You threw the ball, ran the ball, intercepted the ball, and scored.  Grandpa needs to come see you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wallsburg&lt;/span&gt; is waiting for you to come play, you too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&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/6744230085900204829-2972216638434276814?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2972216638434276814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2972216638434276814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2972216638434276814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2972216638434276814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-isnt-this-tree-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EvWMZIHBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7UNCFHaEmSo/s72-c/Fairies+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8169582215014669034</id><published>2010-03-29T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:45:55.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mighty boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;, Grady, Max, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. Is this frog cool or what! I love his bumps&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EsCqPFZ8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/Bpn9UbGfYdo/s1600/Fairies+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454189047931299778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EsCqPFZ8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/Bpn9UbGfYdo/s400/Fairies+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and his eyes and that magic stuff floating on his head.  I think he has been swimming in the pond.  I will try and keep him around so you can see him.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; I am so glad you got into that fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dancy&lt;/span&gt; school.  They are going to love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8169582215014669034?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8169582215014669034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8169582215014669034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8169582215014669034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8169582215014669034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/mighty-boys.html' title='The mighty boys!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EsCqPFZ8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/Bpn9UbGfYdo/s72-c/Fairies+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1770143930191151845</id><published>2010-03-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:09:43.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tess</title><content type='html'>A Miracle!  I can blog!  I have been dieing to share my new found treasure. This is Tess.  I found her in the airport in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kentucky&lt;/span&gt; while I was going to Kelly's. I grabbed a card from the store, but had to load the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;airplane&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't stop thinking about her.  So I just ordered her over the phone, not feeling very sure, since I didn't have very long to look at her.  When she came it was so exciting!!! I like her even better than I thought.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY2INU_1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/lQeQQuwwgak/s1600/Tess+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167941917769554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY2INU_1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/lQeQQuwwgak/s400/Tess+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has been standing at the bottom  of our bed and we light  candles to make her glow.  She is really gorgeous!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY1jpL23I/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZUu0M1Yeabo/s1600/Tess+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167932102499186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY1jpL23I/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZUu0M1Yeabo/s400/Tess+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Her skirt is made out of feathers, her wings are a lighter color along with her little top and skirt. I think the reason I adore fairies so much is because they remind me so much of the years when my three girls were young.  There is something so inspiring to look in the eyes of the children you love, and see magic.  &lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY1DYYI4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IY1eUTiSh-c/s1600/Tess+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167923442066306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY1DYYI4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IY1eUTiSh-c/s400/Tess+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tess is about 3 feet tall. She is blowing a kiss to each one of you. She is graceful and strong. She has Jenny's  tender cheecks and dimples. Katy's strong beautiful shoulders and arms, Emilee's graceful dancing legs, Abbie's puckered up lips. Lucy's flowing curly hair, baby Jayne's bright eyes.  Her strong muscles remind me of Jamie when she was young and she climbed trees all the time.  Her skinny body reminds me of Kelly, a little whiff of a thing. Her kindness and softness reminds me of Kim, always leaning forward to listen and care. I think I can see a little of me in her wings, wanting to fly right to your bedroom window to have a peek  of you sleeping. Because I do love-a-love-you!  It is hard to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; a grandma from a distance.  I long to be right in the middle of all your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;.                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was at Kelly's little Millie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maizie&lt;/span&gt; melted my heart as they could see fairies and fairy dust everywhere.  What a fun week Kelly!! Thank You!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EYztHC-BI/AAAAAAAAA7I/KWTsmHi4tsE/s1600/Tess+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167900283926546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EYztHC-BI/AAAAAAAAA7I/KWTsmHi4tsE/s400/Tess+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending Saturday with Kim and her family was a never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;forgetter&lt;/span&gt;. Emilee, being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the conference center with you and your mom was on my top ten list for the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can't wait to tuck some little girls in my bed and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; the candles around Tess and tell secrets.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; wants to know about when you turn 16 and go on your first date, and when you fall in love.  We have to have a candle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt; when you get engaged, when you get pregnant, have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's you are going to get tucked in too.  I am planning some celebrations.  I can hardly wait for 18 days till we get to do Jamie's Ya Ya hip swivel. I wish Nic was going to be with us! She has fun planned for her Mom and Kim.We Will miss you. I hope we will have the modeling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the goofy faces like we did last years.  I love you all forever.        &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;   The Queen Fairy ? ? ? is that my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1770143930191151845?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1770143930191151845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1770143930191151845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1770143930191151845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1770143930191151845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/tess.html' title='Tess'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S7EY2INU_1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/lQeQQuwwgak/s72-c/Tess+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5751230233387319784</id><published>2010-03-14T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:06:48.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N6_y9EhI/AAAAAAAAA64/9B6CqtFwx3E/s1600-h/Dax,Fairies,Horses+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448596800141070866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N6_y9EhI/AAAAAAAAA64/9B6CqtFwx3E/s400/Dax,Fairies,Horses+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my heck my computer actually loaded!  I think I am back in business.  Dad and I had such fun at Jamie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Matt's&lt;/span&gt; House last month.  The boys are growing so fast, especially little Grady.  His eyes are so blue.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N6vFyf3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/30UrlczS_TM/s1600-h/Dax,Fairies,Horses+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448596795656666994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N6vFyf3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/30UrlczS_TM/s400/Dax,Fairies,Horses+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Jamie helping the two little bat men make their valentine boxes.  She is decorating them with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sparkles&lt;/span&gt; and beads.  Won't be too long  and it will be pine wood &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Derbies&lt;/span&gt;. The Heaps have a gorgeous home fill to the max with action and love and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;movement&lt;/span&gt; every single moment.  Jamie and Matt thank you for being so good to us. We love you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N51ZvL6I/AAAAAAAAA6o/8EcRRTvJHFk/s1600-h/Dax,Fairies,Horses+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448596780171079586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N51ZvL6I/AAAAAAAAA6o/8EcRRTvJHFk/s400/Dax,Fairies,Horses+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun drive with Dad and we loved playing with the boys. I can hardly wait till the girl's trip.&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/6744230085900204829-5751230233387319784?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5751230233387319784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5751230233387319784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5751230233387319784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5751230233387319784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/03/heaps.html' title='Heaps'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S51N6_y9EhI/AAAAAAAAA64/9B6CqtFwx3E/s72-c/Dax,Fairies,Horses+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6639063119588315689</id><published>2010-02-21T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:48:09.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6639063119588315689?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6639063119588315689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6639063119588315689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6639063119588315689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6639063119588315689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4653215913502869893</id><published>2010-01-29T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:00:10.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4653215913502869893?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4653215913502869893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4653215913502869893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4653215913502869893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4653215913502869893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/01/fairies.html' title='Fairies'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3393920464605575676</id><published>2010-01-17T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:11:04.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the Birthday Boy, the main man in my life, doing his favorite little chick-a-dee on little Jayne's cheek.  I think she might be hypnotized.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy7769lbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UAyZm4IaWGo/s1600-h/Tom%27s+Birthday+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427878718678603186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy7769lbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UAyZm4IaWGo/s400/Tom%27s+Birthday+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Thomas L.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy7eQ6M-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZyEnSr0oyjs/s1600-h/Tom%27s+Birthday+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427878710717592546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy7eQ6M-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZyEnSr0oyjs/s400/Tom%27s+Birthday+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy6qZC7eI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/WIzj594wCk0/s1600-h/Tom%27s+Birthday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427878696793075170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy6qZC7eI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/WIzj594wCk0/s400/Tom%27s+Birthday+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Kids sharing Pizza, a dominoes game and a hang on to your life ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy6HmqKHI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lRkFGdvS8vs/s1600-h/Tom%27s+Birthday+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427878687454931058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy6HmqKHI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lRkFGdvS8vs/s400/Tom%27s+Birthday+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason, built the world's record hight tower. Thank you for sharing the day with us. We love you all.  Happy Birthday Tom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3393920464605575676?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3393920464605575676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3393920464605575676' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3393920464605575676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3393920464605575676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-birthday-boy-main-man-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S1Oy7769lbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UAyZm4IaWGo/s72-c/Tom%27s+Birthday+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6799682588248068380</id><published>2010-01-04T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:30:52.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matts Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Matthew. . . . What a handsome child, studing his spelling.  Today January 4th Matt finished his high school requirements!!!!! Awesome!  Tomarrow we are going down to see about going to Provo College.  He thinks he want to study Criminal Justice.  Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTW5195wI/AAAAAAAAA54/yR6C1KvZeBQ/s1600-h/Matt%27s+black+eye+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423058923001079554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTW5195wI/AAAAAAAAA54/yR6C1KvZeBQ/s400/Matt%27s+black+eye+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTWmCtLkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/oY6LcdwGEKI/s1600-h/Matt+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423058917685800514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTWmCtLkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/oY6LcdwGEKI/s400/Matt+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt with a black eye drinking his favorite Gator Aid.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTWJSSgDI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-2lCf73-DMc/s1600-h/Matt+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423058909966532658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTWJSSgDI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-2lCf73-DMc/s400/Matt+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt at Lagona flying high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew Clark, we love you.  Happy Birthday and Happy Future!&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/6744230085900204829-6799682588248068380?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6799682588248068380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6799682588248068380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6799682588248068380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6799682588248068380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/01/matts-birthday.html' title='Matts Birthday'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/S0KTW5195wI/AAAAAAAAA54/yR6C1KvZeBQ/s72-c/Matt%27s+black+eye+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-6681543393287052911</id><published>2010-01-02T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:17:11.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years</title><content type='html'>January 2010, and a whole new year ahead. Hope you had a great birthday Jamie, it sounds so exciting, can't wait to hear some details. For someone reason Christmas always gets a little confusing &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sz9nZHJfUDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6NJgjqnYhV4/s1600-h/New+Years+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422166157490606130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sz9nZHJfUDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6NJgjqnYhV4/s400/New+Years+2010+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at our house.  You would think after all these years Dad and I would have it figured out, but we don't.  We had planned to give a family gift on  Christmas Eve, but at the last minute Dad felt like maybe it would put too much pressure on the Dads, who at Christmas already have too much pressure. So for us, Christmas eve felt a little lacking, on our part. But with the dawning of January Dad decided we should give our gift anyway as Birthday gifts to the parents.  We scheduled the first night stay at Laguna for each family. We know that this might make the Thompsons crazy, especially right now with the thoughts of moving.  The rooms are in my name and you can cancell any time up to 3 days before. So if this doesn't work you can cancel and get your Birthday money.  Kelly sent the dearest family book to Dad and we have studied it the loved it. It shows our family the week that the Thompsons were in town.  We treasure any time we can be together.  I believe time spent dreaming about time together, and the memories after, are often the best part. Here is the information:&lt;br /&gt;      August 7th to the 12th. We got four apartment rooms, but we could only get 2 large ones, unless we went over the 4th of July. But the one bedroom rooms will have a pull out bed in the front room and we can get a roll in bed too. I want to give you the confirmation numbers so you can change them if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: 2 bedroom Confirmation # 2564115&lt;br /&gt;Kim: 2 bedroom # 2564116&lt;br /&gt;Bret: 1 bedroom #2564119&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: 1 bedroom # 2564122&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keep your brains turning, maybe we can find something less expensive and better suited to all of us. But for now we will hang on to these rooms while we think. We love every single one of your bones. Just saying your names is Christmas for us!  We LOVE our video camera!!! Thank you! XOXOXOX Mom and Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-6681543393287052911?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6681543393287052911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=6681543393287052911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6681543393287052911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/6681543393287052911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html' title='New Years'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sz9nZHJfUDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6NJgjqnYhV4/s72-c/New+Years+2010+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3690646723107185894</id><published>2009-12-30T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:57:21.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Cheech, Happy Birthday One year older and one year better!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2Sv49SzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qt9QJ_EvA-Y/s1600-h/Florida+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421056640935611186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2Sv49SzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qt9QJ_EvA-Y/s400/Florida+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2SNVFWOI/AAAAAAAAA44/puS7z62Mqj4/s1600-h/Florida+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421056631658338530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2SNVFWOI/AAAAAAAAA44/puS7z62Mqj4/s400/Florida+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a party it has been to have three daughters.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2R7y_N6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/SKAIHdjlGLU/s1600-h/Jamie+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421056626951927714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2R7y_N6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/SKAIHdjlGLU/s400/Jamie+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some children just hit the dirt running, that is you.  Here you are multi-tasking in high school.  Now you are giving it a go being a Mom, Wife, Runner, Friend, Sister, and Daughter.  You always seem to call right when my soul needs you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2RTkXJPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/DJjHQjkijcw/s1600-h/Jamie+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421056616153162994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2RTkXJPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/DJjHQjkijcw/s400/Jamie+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is always be my favorite most romantic picture. Dad and I wish we were there to give you the biggest Birthday Hug and Kiss.  We are wanting to come down in January. . . we can save your hug till them.  Have a Happy Birthday, and remember the whole world is celebrating your big day. We love you in 20101&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/6744230085900204829-3690646723107185894?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3690646723107185894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3690646723107185894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3690646723107185894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3690646723107185894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/jamies-birthday.html' title='Jamie&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szt2Sv49SzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qt9QJ_EvA-Y/s72-c/Florida+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1447781084078646817</id><published>2009-12-28T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:35:18.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>My favorite Christmas outing was to Midway to work at the Cresh Exibit.  I was put in a dark room with the most beautiful pictures of light.  For one whole morning I was in Heaven.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE1psPClI/AAAAAAAAA4A/WjWarX4iFm0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509683776424530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE1psPClI/AAAAAAAAA4A/WjWarX4iFm0/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The artist comes from St. George and her specialtity is painting pictures of little babies who die at birth and giving the pictures to the mothers.  I could feel her generous spirit in her work.  President Hinckley gave her a blessing at one time and told her to go home and paint the Savior.  I want to go to St. George and find this woman.  Wish we could have all been together on this tender morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE1KzZFwI/AAAAAAAAA34/_ldCx223N_4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509675484944130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE1KzZFwI/AAAAAAAAA34/_ldCx223N_4/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE0i0rJcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/VHJ1KrIfTps/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509664752903618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE0i0rJcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/VHJ1KrIfTps/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1447781084078646817?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1447781084078646817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1447781084078646817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1447781084078646817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1447781084078646817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzmE1psPClI/AAAAAAAAA4A/WjWarX4iFm0/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8890505918754980262</id><published>2009-12-28T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:09:24.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Matt and Shawn have a thing going for each other.  Matt loves to take care of him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_IMdwp1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/26gONAQ8K9g/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420503405278832466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_IMdwp1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/26gONAQ8K9g/s400/Christmas+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_Hhmgw-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/y0e8ZN7Qle8/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420503393772815330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_Hhmgw-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/y0e8ZN7Qle8/s400/Christmas+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_HBPsccI/AAAAAAAAA24/xxgP6sNyqzM/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420503385087177154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_HBPsccI/AAAAAAAAA24/xxgP6sNyqzM/s400/Christmas+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the handsome older boys.  They are both jumping over from boys to young men.  I fear they will be taller than me any moment. Tyler, Max and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; I love you!&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/6744230085900204829-8890505918754980262?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8890505918754980262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8890505918754980262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8890505918754980262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8890505918754980262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/matt-and-shawn-have-thing-going-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl_IMdwp1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/26gONAQ8K9g/s72-c/Christmas+2009+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3594174926639973291</id><published>2009-12-28T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:58:50.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hot Dog, now two pictures.  Abbie must have told me 10 times she liked the pasta tonight. She does her grandma's heart good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl89TmQBnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nA8GdYIPGM8/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420501019191674482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl89TmQBnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nA8GdYIPGM8/s400/Christmas+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl884r90ZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Z9SjBcmHgpI/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420501011967889810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl884r90ZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Z9SjBcmHgpI/s400/Christmas+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow. . . beauties!  Jenny played her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt; tonight and we all sang.  Keep learning Jenny.  We will  build some fires this summer for you to play your guitar so we can all sing. How about She'll Be Coming Around the Mountain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3594174926639973291?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3594174926639973291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3594174926639973291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3594174926639973291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3594174926639973291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-dog-now-two-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl89TmQBnI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nA8GdYIPGM8/s72-c/Christmas+2009+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5549294992907939342</id><published>2009-12-28T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:50:45.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been trying for a month to get pictures to load, I must be doing something wrong. But if I just load 1 picture it works.  So here is tender Jason, holding Jayne on Christmas night.  He will always be my minds idea of a kind Joseph or the Savior.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl62NwPF0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/NLNreX269oE/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420498698340603714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl62NwPF0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/NLNreX269oE/s400/Christmas+2009+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Millers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Clarks&lt;/span&gt; thank you for spending Christmas night in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wallsburg&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you to everyone for the fabulous gift of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; video camera!!!!  We can't think of anything nicer!!!!! We love you all!&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/6744230085900204829-5549294992907939342?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5549294992907939342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5549294992907939342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5549294992907939342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5549294992907939342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-been-trying-for-month-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Szl62NwPF0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/NLNreX269oE/s72-c/Christmas+2009+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-670765833286944418</id><published>2009-12-28T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:49:47.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas2009</title><content type='html'>Kim andJayne you are  beautiful!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzjFQ7Zv4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qjCLsMxqMJo/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420299046154658514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzjFQ7Zv4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qjCLsMxqMJo/s400/Christmas+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-670765833286944418?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/670765833286944418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=670765833286944418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/670765833286944418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/670765833286944418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas2009.html' title='Christmas2009'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SzjFQ7Zv4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qjCLsMxqMJo/s72-c/Christmas+2009+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1991043231353536987</id><published>2009-12-10T19:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:53:59.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Hot Dog, my computer just uploaded!  A miracle.  Here are some pictures from our night out to Out Back. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-rWAPCrI/AAAAAAAAA1k/q2AsS-5AtYk/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+008.JPG"&gt; I think it is crazy how much we grow to look like each other.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413817878926265010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-rWAPCrI/AAAAAAAAA1k/q2AsS-5AtYk/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-q6HfOsI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tNam1EjwrEs/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413817871440493250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-q6HfOsI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tNam1EjwrEs/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-qkeYyMI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ZkCEBb1wY6s/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413817865630959810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-qkeYyMI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ZkCEBb1wY6s/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe not Jamie and Matt, but Dad and I look like twiners.  Matt is thinking  about the big yummy long hair he pulled out of his last bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-qCc4tPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/dJ1653n9WHY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413817856497857778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-qCc4tPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/dJ1653n9WHY/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another crazy thing, VerDean just called.  She said she wanted to apologize for being such a  brat. She said that she loved our family and she was so grateful for all we did for her.  Boy did that one come out of the blue.  We wanted me to tell you girls how much she looked up to you.  She has four kids and she lives in Missouri.  Her husband is an air traffic controller at the airport. They have been sealed in the temple. She sounded happy and confident. Go figure  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1991043231353536987?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1991043231353536987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1991043231353536987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1991043231353536987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1991043231353536987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SyG-rWAPCrI/AAAAAAAAA1k/q2AsS-5AtYk/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-453570914863416365</id><published>2009-11-26T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:13:34.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronald Mcdonald Service Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelly We did are service project! Here's some of the cards we did! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62c0m7G-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/FtMhfXp-mIA/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408460808793037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62c0m7G-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/FtMhfXp-mIA/s400/Ronald+McDonald+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62cvgd1nI/AAAAAAAAA08/84Rx1dqWCK0/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408460807423776370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62cvgd1nI/AAAAAAAAA08/84Rx1dqWCK0/s400/Ronald+McDonald+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62b_tDRiI/AAAAAAAAA00/Qas_XU8Q9zY/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408460794591659554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62b_tDRiI/AAAAAAAAA00/Qas_XU8Q9zY/s400/Ronald+McDonald+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw61mhqr11I/AAAAAAAAA0s/fM7EyTTIqbE/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408459875995604818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw61mhqr11I/AAAAAAAAA0s/fM7EyTTIqbE/s400/Ronald+McDonald+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blankets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw61mFkgq3I/AAAAAAAAA0k/ZvYY8YJbhLo/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408459868453514098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw61mFkgq3I/AAAAAAAAA0k/ZvYY8YJbhLo/s400/Ronald+McDonald+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-453570914863416365?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/453570914863416365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=453570914863416365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/453570914863416365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/453570914863416365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/11/ronald-mcdonald-service-project.html' title='Ronald Mcdonald Service Project'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sw62c0m7G-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/FtMhfXp-mIA/s72-c/Ronald+McDonald+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8182740147321043306</id><published>2009-11-01T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:11:36.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DOOFIE, WONDERFUL, DELIGHTFUL SHAWN. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Su4gqCWRu2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/PN60wuQdjdg/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+018.JPG"&gt; WE HAVE BEEN SMILLING ALL DAY LONG THINKING ABOUT YOUR BIRTHDAY AND YOU IN YOUR PUMPKIN COSTUME.  I BET YOU WERE THE CUTEST LITTLE PUPMKIN IN TOWN. GRANDNPA SAYS THAT YOU ARE DA DOOF!  WE LOVE YOU!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399288909820705634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Su4gqCWRu2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/PN60wuQdjdg/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8182740147321043306?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8182740147321043306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8182740147321043306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8182740147321043306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8182740147321043306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-doofie-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Su4gqCWRu2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/PN60wuQdjdg/s72-c/Kim%27s+Birthday+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2595846509475108303</id><published>2009-10-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:06:54.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>All you excited trick or treaters this is the week you have been waiting for!  Happy Halloween! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SuclZ7OD1II/AAAAAAAAA0U/VxkG-4mdxAs/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397323805750449282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SuclZ7OD1II/AAAAAAAAA0U/VxkG-4mdxAs/s400/Halloween+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I left for my walk this morning with a cool breeze and came home covered in snow. The Wallsburg witch is going to have to wear goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SuclZmOvaMI/AAAAAAAAA0M/E_FoMFA7zVk/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397323800116160706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SuclZmOvaMI/AAAAAAAAA0M/E_FoMFA7zVk/s400/Halloween+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and I are looking forward to our Halloween party at the Millers tomorrow night.  Wish we could all be together!  We love you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2595846509475108303?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2595846509475108303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2595846509475108303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2595846509475108303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2595846509475108303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SuclZ7OD1II/AAAAAAAAA0U/VxkG-4mdxAs/s72-c/Halloween+2009+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-5133526999136699025</id><published>2009-10-11T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:18:28.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P. S. There has to be more thatn 3/4 c. gram crackers. . . I would put at least 2 3/4 c. I just made a small pie so I didn't try that part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-5133526999136699025?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5133526999136699025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=5133526999136699025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5133526999136699025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/5133526999136699025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-3632426883043578412</id><published>2009-10-11T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:54:59.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaches</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of a new plan. Dad and I would take turns making Sunday Dinner for each other.  So today was my turn.  I can hardly wait until next Sunday.......? I did make an easy peach dessert.  If you still have peaches you might want to give it a try.  I think the trick is to have lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peaches&lt;/span&gt; and they have to be ripe and sweet. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StJsBfgHiVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tcOKB5yaxGk/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490476807784786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StJsBfgHiVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tcOKB5yaxGk/s400/Halloween+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3/4 c. gram cracker crust&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cube butter&lt;br /&gt;mix together and put in a  cookie sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1   8 oz Cream Cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 c. powdered sugar beat together well&lt;br /&gt;Fold in 3 small cool-whips (I used real cream)and put on crust and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;put in fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In heavy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pan&lt;/span&gt; put 3 c. cold water&lt;br /&gt;Add 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heaping&lt;/span&gt; T. Cornstarch, Stir until clear&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 t. Almond flavoring (my favorite part)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pkg. orange jello or less (I used peach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bring&lt;/span&gt; to Boil, stir until thick, set aside to cool..&lt;br /&gt;Peel 4 c. fresh sliced peaches and fold into sauce&lt;br /&gt;Add on top of cream, &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;return to fridge&lt;/span&gt; till firm, couple of hours&lt;br /&gt;Add a little whipping cream and fresh peach slice before serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday, Is anyone watching the Baseball Play Off Games?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-3632426883043578412?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3632426883043578412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=3632426883043578412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3632426883043578412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/3632426883043578412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/peaches.html' title='Peaches'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StJsBfgHiVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/tcOKB5yaxGk/s72-c/Halloween+2009+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8715611768491981894</id><published>2009-10-11T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T07:33:15.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vail</title><content type='html'>Dad and I had such a great time in Vail. All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;husbands&lt;/span&gt; and wives need a little time away from regular life. Dad was kind and wonderful. Everything was beautiful and tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exquisite&lt;/span&gt;. We thought of our family and how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; fun it would be to be there together.  They are building a hotel that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surrounds&lt;/span&gt; an ice skating rink. It made me think of the snowy night I went ice skating with the older kids in Salt Lake.  That was one of those golden memories I will never forget.  If you need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt; away with your hubby, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt; to man the battle station for you.  I love you all this Sunday morning.  P.S. I learned how to crop a picture today, it wasn't a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disposal&lt;/span&gt; but it makes me proud.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StHqefNfDcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Pd6c-1o6k2U/s1600-h/Vail+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391348038434229698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StHqefNfDcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Pd6c-1o6k2U/s400/Vail+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StHqd5ptlBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/iJ90f8p1IeY/s1600-h/Vail+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391348028352074770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StHqd5ptlBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/iJ90f8p1IeY/s400/Vail+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vail had flowers everywhere. It was a blessed feast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-8715611768491981894?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8715611768491981894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8715611768491981894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8715611768491981894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8715611768491981894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/vail.html' title='Vail'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/StHqefNfDcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Pd6c-1o6k2U/s72-c/Vail+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-2683316909355357990</id><published>2009-10-02T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:25:00.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny turns twelve!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt; Jenny!!!! Twelve is such a mile stone in your life. You are really something! I love your gorgeous blue eyes, your pretty straight teeth, your snappy ear rings, and of course my favorite, those dimples. You are growing up to be just like your Mom and she is a gift from Heaven, so learn her ways.  The cookies you made all by yourself were fabulous, wish I had one right now. I need your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reciepe&lt;/span&gt;.  I still have hope what we can sneak away with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Emme&lt;/span&gt; and see the Julia cooking show.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsX75qy5yxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_MH3Chp1aF0/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387989497377573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsX75qy5yxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_MH3Chp1aF0/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bring on the Monday night Root Beer and let's party with Jenny.  In case you didn't know this cute family is now the proud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;distributors&lt;/span&gt; of the famous Idaho Spuds.  If you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt; head for their garage.  Jenny I can't wait to see you get baptised.  Hope you have a wonderful Saturday with all the fun planned.  Grandpa and I love you so.  You are perfect in every way. Love always, us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsX75CaPo0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/yC6DTJvP6X8/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387989486536729410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsX75CaPo0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/yC6DTJvP6X8/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-2683316909355357990?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2683316909355357990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=2683316909355357990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2683316909355357990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/2683316909355357990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/jenny-turns-twelve.html' title='Jenny turns twelve!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsX75qy5yxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_MH3Chp1aF0/s72-c/Kim%27s+Birthday+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-4731841748179078180</id><published>2009-09-29T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:01:34.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>IT'S LUCK-A-LOU'S BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful child! Kim you have brought so much happiness to our family. Your cheeks are so kissable. You are shinning in your homemade blouse and jumper and hair cut. I thought you were so beautiful, and you still are. I loved doing anything for you, and I still do. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqHVSTGMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/81RviITXAdw/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914409749878978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqHVSTGMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/81RviITXAdw/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   We went to Thanksgiving Point to celebrate the big day. We were lucky to have little Jayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqG4Z4VeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/CsvLuGtZa0s/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914401997051362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqG4Z4VeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/CsvLuGtZa0s/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lady stopped Kim and asked her about how cute she had Jayne dressed. She wanted to know where she could buy such an adorable outfit. Kim you have always had the gift for dressing you kids so stylish. I loved picking up the kids from school with you and seeing them in their back packs with their friends. They are confident happy children because they know their mother will always be there to get them and love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqGQKnMHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/8nL2OYmtHrk/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914391195594866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqGQKnMHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/8nL2OYmtHrk/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       I think Jayne looks like you Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqF3O9IkI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XWamTZBlRds/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914384502923842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqF3O9IkI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XWamTZBlRds/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Two angels, happy to be best friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqFY0iEMI/AAAAAAAAAy8/PMObSxKR_n8/s1600-h/Kim%27s+Birthday+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386914376339034306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqFY0iEMI/AAAAAAAAAy8/PMObSxKR_n8/s400/Kim%27s+Birthday+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Happy Birthday Kim! You are wonderful, delightful, a true gift from heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-4731841748179078180?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4731841748179078180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=4731841748179078180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4731841748179078180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/4731841748179078180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/kims-birthday.html' title='Kim&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SsIqHVSTGMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/81RviITXAdw/s72-c/Kim%27s+Birthday+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-1057266598383505367</id><published>2009-09-22T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:48:03.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SrjSrqWp2JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4IEpmzF5Mfs/s1600-h/Vail+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384285002066942098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SrjSrqWp2JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4IEpmzF5Mfs/s400/Vail+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love thee to the depth and breath and height &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the end of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love thee to the level of everyday's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love thee with a love I seem to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my lost saints,--I love thee with breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiles, tear, of all my life!--and it God chose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                  Elizabeth Barrett Browning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a camera!!! This is a beautiful painting in the lodge we stayed in Steamboat.  The fall leaves were beautiful, the food delish, and your Dad the best. Did I say I love him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-1057266598383505367?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1057266598383505367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=1057266598383505367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1057266598383505367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/1057266598383505367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/vail.html' title='Vail'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SrjSrqWp2JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4IEpmzF5Mfs/s72-c/Vail+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-8960839940540178796</id><published>2009-09-13T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:00:12.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 12</title><content type='html'>It is September and I am holding on to each beautiful day.  I have been pressing flowers to pull out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;, for place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mats&lt;/span&gt; or to put in frames or book marks. . .  who knows?  But they brighten my soul.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cosmos&lt;/span&gt; are the best right now, purple and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whispie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aHjWqrEI/AAAAAAAAAys/HGbeBg7cigs/s1600-h/Flowers+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381126584317684802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aHjWqrEI/AAAAAAAAAys/HGbeBg7cigs/s400/Flowers+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been to Salt Lake for the past three days to horse shows for Dad.  I have decided that I have to love what he loves, because I do so love him.  We stayed last night till  midnight.  I loved to listen as he talked about what he liked about each horse. I wish I had my camera to share the light in his eyes.  I think he is trying to figure out how to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Palomino&lt;/span&gt; babies.  We have separated the babies from the moms.  So the babies are crying and the poor mom's moaning.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aHD94LJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/VAmKroAACm0/s1600-h/Flowers+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381126575892212882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aHD94LJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/VAmKroAACm0/s400/Flowers+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went on a 4 wheeler ride with the Laurels and Priests to the highest point around.  We could see down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hobble&lt;/span&gt; Creek, Clear to Strawberry, Deer Creek and Park City all from one point.  It was amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aG9mwb2I/AAAAAAAAAyc/5Mbvtfuf_II/s1600-h/Flowers+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381126574184623970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aG9mwb2I/AAAAAAAAAyc/5Mbvtfuf_II/s400/Flowers+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Katy and Tyler's Primary Sacrament meeting today. Bret gave a the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opening&lt;/span&gt; prayer and Nicole the closing. Tyler gave two long hard parts and did so good.  Katy had hers memorized perfect.  They sang wonderful and Grandpa and I cried.  We are so proud of the Clark Family.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nostalgic&lt;/span&gt; to sit in our old church benches and remember us as a y&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;oung&lt;/span&gt; family.  We were lucky to live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; such good people.  I remember last year when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; sang out so loud and clear from the pulpit. He threw his arms around grandpa's legs and broke out in song in the hall, it was great.  Jason usually conducts his Primary Program, we can't wait to go see it.  Their Primary always sings so loud and  knows every word.  Kelly are you going to be in Florida for your Program?  Dad and I are so proud of all of you and what great members of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; wards you are!!!!! Nothing in the world could make us happier! Count your many blessings name them one by one.. . . we have many!&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/6744230085900204829-8960839940540178796?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8960839940540178796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=8960839940540178796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8960839940540178796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/8960839940540178796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-12.html' title='September 12'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/Sq2aHjWqrEI/AAAAAAAAAys/HGbeBg7cigs/s72-c/Flowers+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744230085900204829.post-9107305771762541458</id><published>2009-08-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:23:15.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>These pictures might me a little old but, our Birthday wishes are brand new.  We love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spunk&lt;/span&gt; Katie who loves to skate, jump, bounce, dribble, shoot, bike, and ice block.  We hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; fun tonight with Abbie ice blocking.  Happy &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Birthday &lt;/span&gt; Katy, we love you!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimpFHuflI/AAAAAAAAAyU/TqDTYU0T45c/s1600-h/Florida+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375229379946118738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimpFHuflI/AAAAAAAAAyU/TqDTYU0T45c/s400/Florida+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kenners&lt;/span&gt; your eyes are so beautiful.  We hope you have a wonderful # 12 tomorrow. . . . &lt;br /&gt;a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt; woman, a Jr. High School Student, and our oldest grandchild.  We think you are the best and we love you like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimohhVwlI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4UVYVgJgtLk/s1600-h/Halloween+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375229370389873234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimohhVwlI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4UVYVgJgtLk/s400/Halloween+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome Bret with the foxy wife.  We are so proud of you.  We love your handsome brown skin, your positive attitude, your voice on the phone and your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quirky&lt;/span&gt; sense of humor!   We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimoNk9TsI/AAAAAAAAAyE/d7bAukFe844/s1600-h/Florida+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375229365036338882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimoNk9TsI/AAAAAAAAAyE/d7bAukFe844/s400/Florida+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grady had his birthday on July 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but we were a little slow in celebrating, so we will post him too.  In this picture he looks soft and tender, but we hear his is scrambling like crazy to keep up with his brothers.  He is going  to be standing tall when it is time to staff the Heaps Boys Football Team.  Grady we wish we could give you a big birthday hug and lots of birthday kisses.  We love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimnQi66jI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9xM8NwMNaig/s1600-h/Florida+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375229348653230642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimnQi66jI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9xM8NwMNaig/s400/Florida+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744230085900204829-9107305771762541458?l=gwenbclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9107305771762541458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6744230085900204829&amp;postID=9107305771762541458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9107305771762541458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744230085900204829/posts/default/9107305771762541458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwenbclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-birthdays_28.html' title='August Birthdays!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18256833154021920096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLbiWSCnkwE/SpimpFHuflI/AAAAAAAAAyU/TqDTYU0T45c/s72-c/Florida+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
