<?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-8871807664864016890</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:23:46.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8231888862168565573</id><published>2011-11-05T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:39:05.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Posted About This</title><content type='html'>We are coming up on a year since Holly came down with a deadly campylobacter infection. If you google it, you will find that it's a pretty common food poisoning bacteria that most people overcome with hardly any problems. Problem is, when you are not quite two, and a little on the small side, and a picky eater to begin with, we might have more than a little problem recovering from such an infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began one night, in the middle of the night, I heard Holly cough, and it woke me up. I sat for a minute, and realized she was throwing up, so I went to check on her. I got her cleaned up, changed her bedding, checked her temperature, and put her back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later she threw up again. And again. And again. By now her stomach was empty, and yet she kept retching. I was up with her all night, and lost count at about 18 episodes. She was iin a lot of pain, too, her tummy was just balled up tight and she cried and clutched her stomach over and over. I can't remember if we took her to the ER that night or the next, but at some point, we did. She finished a cup of water and was given a dose of Zofran. I was so grateful that she finally slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, and she was not throwing up, but she started having diarrhea and more stomach pain. Low grade (very low) was starting to set in, and I became worried, having been through a terrible bout with rotovirus with Ben. I took her back to the ER, and made them take a stool sample. She was rehydrated (her bloodwork came back with a small electrolyte imbalance.) Her blood work also shows a liver enzyme imbalance that concerned the doctors. They told me to follow up with our pediatrician about the enzymes, and that they would send her labwork over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days go by, and Holly is still very ill, although not throwing up and not fussy anymore. She still had diarrhea, but the main thing was that she had NO APPETITE. At all. I had gotten in touch with the pediatrician who tells me that her lab work looks fine, and that if she isn't better in a couple more days, bring her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next after noon, I get a phone call from the State Health Department informing me that my daughter's stool sample contained dangerous amounts of campylobacter, and how was her treatment coming along, and also, where did she get this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned. I had been told by both the lab at the hospital and by my pediatrician that she was fine. That her labs, all of them, came back normal. When I told her that I had no idea what she was talking about she seemed stunned that I didn't know we were talking about food poisoning here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an appointment with her pediatrician to be seen right away. When we got there, he took one look at her, and decided that she had failure to thrive, without taking into consideration that she had thrown up for 48 hours and had been having diarrhea for going on over a week now. He quizzed me on what she eats. He shamed me for breastfeeding an 18 month old. When I talked to him about the campylobacter, he seemed to think she was fine, and she'd be over the symptoms soon. I told him she'd lost almost 2 lbs. He still just wanted to talk to me about what I was feeding her. As he was walking out, he again, shamed me for breastfeeding a toddler, and told me to keep a log of her food intake for 48 hours and get back to him. I told him, okay, but she hasn't been eating for a week, I think she's still hurting. He practically rolled his eyes at me, saying that campylobacter shouldn't be causing her pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking out the door, I asked "What about the liver enzymes. My family has a history of liver failure, I am worried about that." He looked over her chart, and said "Go to this lab, and have them redraw her blood, we should get the results tomorrow sometime." he tore a sheet off his prescription pad, and wrote down the address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got her blood drawn. We took her home. She wouldn't eat. So I nursed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I left the children with Ted to go with my mom and Angel to the Nutcracker. I was so relieved to not be thinking about all this, and to just be having a good time. I was a little worried about Holly's blood work, but since it was late in the evening, I figured everything was fine, and we were in the clear, aside from her eating issues. I was also a little worried that our pediatrician had pigeonholed Holly's case and would soon be referring us to CPS, since I had heard stories of families with failure to thrive being investigated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were parking the car outside the theater and deciding where to eat, when my phone rang. It was the pediatrician. He sounded very terse and said that Holly's blood work was back, and that her liver enzymes were highly elevated. He wanted to admit her to Primary Children's Hospital first thing in the morning. I was stunned. I said "The ER doc seemed to think her elevated liver enzymes could be as a result of the body trying to process the bacterial infection. What are we planning to do with her at the hospital?" He told me that he was very worried about her weight, and that she was nothing but skin and bones, and that he wanted to find out if the campylobacter was causing the liver enzyme issue, or if improper nutrition was responsible. I asked him what they were going to do with her there, again. He became agitated and told me he was admitting her for observation, and did I want to decline this advice, because he could certainly dismiss me as a patient. I started to cry, and he softened his tone a bit and said "I am extremely worried about how underweight your daughter is, and I want to get to the bottom of this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consented, and the next morning, we took her to Primary Children's Hospital for observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRyiXJYHOps/TrWwgtnYoII/AAAAAAAAArI/EhyfxL8NXPI/s1600/100_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671633381790097538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRyiXJYHOps/TrWwgtnYoII/AAAAAAAAArI/EhyfxL8NXPI/s320/100_3403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mechanism for raising and lowering the beds had a little red ball on the end. When Holly got tired of being on the bed, I let her wander the room, and every single time, she would be drawn to the red ball...I couldn't figure out what she was doing at first, so I knelt down and listened to her. She was saying "Mommy! Sucker!" and trying to eat it! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lYmm8KSm1wM/TrWwgH3oK7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/UOOErSUVVCQ/s1600/100_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671633371657677746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lYmm8KSm1wM/TrWwgH3oK7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/UOOErSUVVCQ/s320/100_3398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holly spend a lot of time coloring in the hospital. Look how skinny her legs are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsfoUccEr9I/TrWwf1J6ekI/AAAAAAAAAqw/obFn9gFKpwo/s1600/100_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671633366634101314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsfoUccEr9I/TrWwf1J6ekI/AAAAAAAAAqw/obFn9gFKpwo/s320/100_3396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture shows how drawn and ill she looked...she looked like this for a couple weeks. The stethoscope she was wearing was what kept her distracted while she was having her multiple blood draws. She got it done a total of 4 times while we were there. She got to the point where she would cry when a nurse walked in, even just to do her vitals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the hospital, once the history was given, and the doctor sent his notes over, the staff seemed to be looking at us like "What on earth are they doing here?" It was obvious that while Holly had been a very sick little girl, she was clearly on the mend, and did not need hospitalization. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They took a totally different tune with regard to breastfeeding an 18 month old. They encouraged me to keep it up, especially since she was not eating very much else. They told me those calories were probably her lifeline those few days where she was still throwing up and very ill. They compared her weight to the World Health Organization's growth charts, and that, combined with her family history told them that she was actually a very well nourished little girl. Her physical exam showed that she was bright, meeting her milestones, was healthy, showed no signs of neglect, and that her appetite was coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it did. She ate everything they brought to her. They kept her overnight and through the next day to see if she would gain any weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did. And the sent us home. They said her elevated liver enzymes were clearly caused by her illness, and that we should keep following up and getting her blood drawn until the come down. and they did, several weeks later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you, that was one of the most difficult experiences in my life. I was scared to death of the power this pediatrician weilded over my family. Upon following up, he still didn't seem pleased that I was still nursing her, and only wanted to talk about why she could possibly be so small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fired him good and quick after that. Let me tell you, you have to be your own best advocate in the health care system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly's doing much better. She recently broke the most anticipated 20 lb mark, and continues to be meet or exceed her developmental milestones. I am one proud Mama!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-8231888862168565573?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8231888862168565573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-never-posted-about-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8231888862168565573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8231888862168565573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-never-posted-about-this.html' title='I Never Posted About This'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/-sRyiXJYHOps/TrWwgtnYoII/AAAAAAAAArI/EhyfxL8NXPI/s72-c/100_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4093079263472814969</id><published>2011-09-13T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:04:39.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures From This Summer: Photo Bomb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-czUwVzLCyk0/Tm8MxPohoxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hiceEawn_W8/s1600/100_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Perhaps someday I will relate all the details, but for now I just want to express my thoughts about my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think as kids we ever really understand the love and devotion our parents have for us, I know I didn't. As we grow up and have our own kids, we come to understand that we will always be our parents' children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to have parents who know when to just let me be a grown up, and when to step in as a parent. I can't say enough what it means to me to have their support, love, wisdom, guidance, and home to come home to. I don't know where we would be right now if it weren't for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hey Mom and Dad. I love you guys. Thanks for everything you have done and I am sure will continue to do for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-1275192429965568137?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1275192429965568137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/07/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1275192429965568137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1275192429965568137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/07/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-3134392268931397144</id><published>2011-05-14T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:22:55.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Organized</title><content type='html'>I have been home with my kiddos for so long, that I have sort of forgotten what it is like to have some kind of semblence of scheduling. I get up when I want. We eat when everyone's hungry. We go and do on our own time and in various different directions. As our life is about to change, and I am job hunting, and soon to be doing the working mom thing, I hate to say it but: It's time I got down to business and started really scheduling our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer time is a good place to start doing this, because we won't have our three older kids going in six different directions due to school activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear readers, I invite you to comment on my blog/facebook, and give me some suggestions for having a scheduled, yet not rigid life. I need to schedule chores, cleaning, summer fun, and hopefully, some learning this summer. I need to get out of the house, I need to do more this summer than sitting around watching the kids get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-3134392268931397144?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/3134392268931397144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/getting-organized.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3134392268931397144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3134392268931397144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/getting-organized.html' title='Getting Organized'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-4334792863903757594</id><published>2011-05-09T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T16:10:55.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You, Mom, The Goldest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, MOM, THE GOLDEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UsjECXP_YiY/TchwLv_E6iI/AAAAAAAAAoI/w6c-q1Z5DdM/s1600/100_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604853083424483874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UsjECXP_YiY/TchwLv_E6iI/AAAAAAAAAoI/w6c-q1Z5DdM/s320/100_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love you Mom, the goldest. I love you the color of shiny earrings on Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dull gold in a pan. A gold, bright setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dha-RfXQkQI/TchwLYST4hI/AAAAAAAAAoA/M7xwhk_r7ks/s1600/100_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604853077062705682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dha-RfXQkQI/TchwLYST4hI/AAAAAAAAAoA/M7xwhk_r7ks/s320/100_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love you the color of sweet cornbread on a plate, writing on a book spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OjbGScg1_s/TchwLAwLaGI/AAAAAAAAAn4/sTb5nU4z824/s1600/100_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604853070745528418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OjbGScg1_s/TchwLAwLaGI/AAAAAAAAAn4/sTb5nU4z824/s320/100_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daffodils growing the spring. The sweet, cool honeysuckle in Nampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604853062038643410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_RBlc81JVH0/TchwKgUS4tI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uR0h3v6Jov8/s320/100_0048.JPG" /&gt;The depths of the core of the earth. The shiny electronics on the computer that brings you your blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvhHOBCe8NA/TchwKVqPbdI/AAAAAAAAAno/leQ-Qu1GE94/s1600/100_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604853059177901522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvhHOBCe8NA/TchwKVqPbdI/AAAAAAAAAno/leQ-Qu1GE94/s320/100_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love you, Mom, the goldest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;---With love, Jacob McPherson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to admit, this Mother's Day was probably one of the best I have ever had. My wonderful husband surprised me with a camera, since mine broke, and he knows how I love to gather memories from out life together, and the children's childhoods. Then, Jacob presented me with this wonderful poem he wrote in school. It is based on a children's book, but the imagery is all his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Angelice gave me the sweetest little chore list, and her obvious appreciation for me was tangible. I held her for the longest time on my lap yesterday, which is kind of hard to do since she's almost as tall as I am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ben, oh, Ben. Couldn't stop telling me how he learned to say "MoTHer's Day" He has trouble with the soft t-h sound still, and we are gently trying to encourage him to fix it. He'd say "Happy Mudder's....I mean MoTHer's Day!" all day yesterday. he drew me a flower, and then cut it out, signed his name on the back, and proclaimed it a bookmark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holly. Sweet Holly. She's actually such a stinker. But she smothered me in kisses and snuggled close to me when I put her to bed. She smelled like cheesecake and baby soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love these little beings...these frustrating, loud little human beings who came from my body. My life, my everything.... I complain too much. I know they won't be little forever. I cherish every milestone, and revel in every tiny accomplishment. I am so glad to be their mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mother taught me everything I know about loving these little monkeys. I cannot fathom what it must be like to have your children scattered to the four winds like dandelion fluff on the wind. I see why she jumps every time that skype call comes in. Her precious firstborn, and all he has accomplished...those beautiful children, living so far away. Her second, and her only girl, getting ready to leave her again... Her third child who she worries for and loved to snuggle as a baby, so far away...and doing so well. She is so proud of him, and is so happy that he has found the love of his life, and that she takes such good care of him and their beautiful chilren. Her baby, who she watched struggle, who she has come to admire for his strength and persistence...she watches him as he and his little family spread their wings, and prays daily that their dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can see in her eyes the way I feel about my own. I never would have understood the sorrow, the pain, the worry, the constant love that abides in my mother had I not had my own children. I understand now, the conflicting instincts to let go, and watch them fly; and to grasp and hold on with all your might at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are connected now, in ways we never were before. I love you, my mother. Happy Mother's Day.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4334792863903757594?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4334792863903757594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-mom-goldest.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4334792863903757594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4334792863903757594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-mom-goldest.html' title='I Love You, Mom, The Goldest'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/-UsjECXP_YiY/TchwLv_E6iI/AAAAAAAAAoI/w6c-q1Z5DdM/s72-c/100_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-2449591140350385811</id><published>2011-05-07T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:45:01.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8UGIkvVllI/TcWQNvREOWI/AAAAAAAAAng/-eq0M_n_gVk/s1600/SANY0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043877033195874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8UGIkvVllI/TcWQNvREOWI/AAAAAAAAAng/-eq0M_n_gVk/s320/SANY0802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPknNUW9xL4/TcWQNWnXH6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/sHjm_VAbaXs/s1600/SANY0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043870415822754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPknNUW9xL4/TcWQNWnXH6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/sHjm_VAbaXs/s320/SANY0803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgsARbhn8X4/TcWQM6_EUlI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oLJNoIQxZTs/s1600/SANY0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043862999061074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgsARbhn8X4/TcWQM6_EUlI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oLJNoIQxZTs/s320/SANY0799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgBEZuD_O08/TcWQMg0KLlI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wn2JUcXIiw4/s1600/SANY0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043855973985874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgBEZuD_O08/TcWQMg0KLlI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wn2JUcXIiw4/s320/SANY0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZZtecdEkTM/TcWQMZPIEjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/UMuS5tNABOk/s1600/SANY0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043853939610162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZZtecdEkTM/TcWQMZPIEjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/UMuS5tNABOk/s320/SANY0789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-89Xkady215k/TcWPGII87aI/AAAAAAAAAmw/fY36PNV9f-M/s1600/SANY0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604042646759468450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89Xkady215k/TcWPGII87aI/AAAAAAAAAmw/fY36PNV9f-M/s320/SANY0798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I simply cannot believe our baby is two! Holly had a wonderful birthday party with a ladybug theme! I feel a little guilty because these chocolate cupcakes were so easy to make. And Ted made ladybug wrapping paper by buying white paper and ladybug stickers. He's so creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, she got a lot of summer clothes, which she really needed, and a story book from Mom and Dad (Thumper story book, of course!), a bathing suit and accesories from Grandma and Grandpa McPherson, and a baby doll from Grandma and Grandpa Frank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is spring time, here, finally, and Holly is enjoying a whole new world of bugs, flowers, and sunshine. She's such a sweet little thing, always cuddly, always ready to show love. She's saying some pretty cute things, too, like "Thank you, much, Mommy" which she says when I change her diaper, or get her lunch. Or, "Aw, dude, get outta da way!!!" when Ben blocks her on the stairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our four kids sure make our lives LOUD, and CRAZY. But I would not change it for anything!&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/8871807664864016890-2449591140350385811?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/2449591140350385811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-holly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2449591140350385811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2449591140350385811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-holly.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLY'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/-M8UGIkvVllI/TcWQNvREOWI/AAAAAAAAAng/-eq0M_n_gVk/s72-c/SANY0802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4042751297659120793</id><published>2011-03-11T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:47:38.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Camera Broke</title><content type='html'>I am sorry to update with no pictures! Our Kodak easy share camera was dropped one too many times, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the "haps": Jake won his school spelling bee which enters him into the statewide bee to see who gets to go to the National Geographic Bee in Washington, D.C. in May. He is totally jazzed and studies every night. He is determined to win. It is kind of nice to see him excited about something like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelice is enjoying 3rd grade, getting wonderful grades,  making lots of friends. She is such a big help with her baby sister, and around the house. We have implemented chores around the house, because Momma is not a maid, and she is the only one that has not complained. She asks for more to do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is 5. Oh my goodness, he is 5! He is so looking forward to going to school like the big kids. And he is one of several boys in the neighborhood, so he also has lots of friends. He enjoys riding power wheels with Dax, Legos with Jett, and make believe play with Drew. And yes, he still has a huge sweet tooth, and doesn't think his day is complete without having a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly, Holly, Holly. She is almost two. And it shows. But we all adore her. She has real live teeth now, and is able to crunch and chew. Since she got her first molars a month or so ago, she's gained about a pound and a half. Which is amazing for Holly. She talks, and runs, and sasses me. It is funny to hear, but honestly, the children can't stop laughing, and that makes her think it is okay to mouth off.  Yes, my almost two year old tells me to "go 'way!" And if I won't give her what she wants, she starts counting "One! Two! Free! NOOOOWWWWW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*. What are you gonna do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4042751297659120793?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4042751297659120793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-camera-broke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4042751297659120793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4042751297659120793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-camera-broke.html' title='Our Camera Broke'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-5726371900792929282</id><published>2010-10-17T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:57:26.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. I Am a Dork.</title><content type='html'>I just realized I already posted pictures of our trip to CA. There's some repeats in here. Oh well, I think my kids are so cute, everyone needs to see em twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done catching up on summer, next posts are what is happening currently, promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5726371900792929282?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5726371900792929282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/wow-i-am-dork.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5726371900792929282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5726371900792929282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/wow-i-am-dork.html' title='Wow. I Am a Dork.'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-1921099716840337840</id><published>2010-10-17T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:28:40.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More hiking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyi0qWD_I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6DF5WA7CeGI/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138910104784882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyi0qWD_I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6DF5WA7CeGI/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So pretty. We went from hilly grassland to deep dark Black Forest complete with granite canyon walls, and huge rocks in the middle of the path.  I seriously felt like we were going to run into a little rock cottage built against the canyon wall with a witch and cauldron or something.  It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyh5n74BI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hQGywU9MGY0/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138894256988178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyh5n74BI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hQGywU9MGY0/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtygyziYFI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jJ_3oCN-07A/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138875246731346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtygyziYFI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jJ_3oCN-07A/s320/146.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyf70F1II/AAAAAAAAAk4/eslmDBC3rr8/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138860485104770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyf70F1II/AAAAAAAAAk4/eslmDBC3rr8/s320/132.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyfGzWilI/AAAAAAAAAkw/b_QwO9XYDZE/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138846254926418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyfGzWilI/AAAAAAAAAkw/b_QwO9XYDZE/s320/134.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/8871807664864016890-1921099716840337840?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1921099716840337840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-hiking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1921099716840337840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1921099716840337840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-hiking.html' title='More hiking'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtyi0qWD_I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6DF5WA7CeGI/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4264774114585149612</id><published>2010-10-17T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:59:06.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Hike and More CA trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLts2hBC_YI/AAAAAAAAAko/QECdqokpNgY/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529132651358911874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLts2hBC_YI/AAAAAAAAAko/QECdqokpNgY/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a family hike this summer. You could really tell that our kids had not done anything outdoorsy before.  It was pathetic. They were so whiny, and not confident. And the complaining, oy! At first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLts1RyNnUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6ZvUfCLU1X8/s1600/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529132630090292546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLts1RyNnUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6ZvUfCLU1X8/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtsyvxG5JI/AAAAAAAAAkY/wiGtAZB8ztU/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529132586599113874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtsyvxG5JI/AAAAAAAAAkY/wiGtAZB8ztU/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But as the trip went on, they were literally singing. Ben was bounding over rocks, and laughing with abandon. Jake was doing his best Man vs. Wild impression, complete with British accent.  And Angelice was considerate, concerned for others, and cracking hilarious jokes the whole way. More of the hike in the next post.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a couple more of Lake Almanor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtswzSc75I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fCO89u8fqkI/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529132553184538514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtswzSc75I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fCO89u8fqkI/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtsv_Ukz8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/5tvujX3yaAY/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529132539234799554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtsv_Ukz8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/5tvujX3yaAY/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the end of the summer, I was trying to think of everything we had done, and I didn't feel like we had enough fun.  But, I have enough pictures of the stuff we've done for at least three more posts.  We really had a blast this summer, and I am so glad that we live in such a geographically diverse state. It's been such a blast!&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/8871807664864016890-4264774114585149612?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4264774114585149612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-hike-and-more-ca-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4264774114585149612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4264774114585149612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-hike-and-more-ca-trip.html' title='Family Hike and More CA trip.'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLts2hBC_YI/AAAAAAAAAko/QECdqokpNgY/s72-c/144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-111479331340195843</id><published>2010-10-17T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:31:42.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping and Swimming In CA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto2PrVwtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/z-lAT5T9xAM/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529128248657953490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto2PrVwtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/z-lAT5T9xAM/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More fun adventures from this summer. This is our nephew Cole and his cute doggie. We went camping at Lake Almanor while out in CA visiting Ted's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto1Wu7NvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Dkj28j4Uado/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529128233372169970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto1Wu7NvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Dkj28j4Uado/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben, Angel, and Katelyn had fun playing around the campground together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto0UBWSJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/SA_kxqyjMIs/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529128215464265874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto0UBWSJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/SA_kxqyjMIs/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming in Aunt Shauna's pool. Jake perfected the cannonball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtozXiW4SI/AAAAAAAAAjo/eyEaRB5m9nw/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529128199228154146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtozXiW4SI/AAAAAAAAAjo/eyEaRB5m9nw/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am actually quite impressed we got Ben into the pool.  He has previously been very nervous about the water, ever since he almost floated away in Grimes creek. I think there's a post about that in the archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtoykE0ZSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gf6kyu2gAaA/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529128185414051106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLtoykE0ZSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gf6kyu2gAaA/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holly getting her little feet wet. She actually loves the water, and when the big kids were done playing, Daddy took her into the pool for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&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/8871807664864016890-111479331340195843?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/111479331340195843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/camping-and-swimming-in-ca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/111479331340195843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/111479331340195843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/10/camping-and-swimming-in-ca.html' title='Camping and Swimming In CA.'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TLto2PrVwtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/z-lAT5T9xAM/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8518066735365829965</id><published>2010-09-24T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:06:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoover Dam: It's Dam Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0ddB15CVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/hEM7e4UKzco/s1600/100_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520601102773979474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0ddB15CVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/hEM7e4UKzco/s320/100_2930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we went to Hoover Dam while visiting Andy and Callie, here are the long awaited pictures of that trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dcWR8a3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/l1AEhBW9eHU/s1600/100_2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520601091080481650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dcWR8a3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/l1AEhBW9eHU/s320/100_2932.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dcJl13GI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XOLN8FG5hlc/s1600/100_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520601087674276962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dcJl13GI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XOLN8FG5hlc/s320/100_2927.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dboDBUlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/G6cK1R6T-nQ/s1600/100_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520601078669857362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0dboDBUlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/G6cK1R6T-nQ/s320/100_2926.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/8871807664864016890-8518066735365829965?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8518066735365829965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/09/hoover-dam-its-dam-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8518066735365829965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8518066735365829965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/09/hoover-dam-its-dam-fun.html' title='Hoover Dam: It&apos;s Dam Fun'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TJ0ddB15CVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/hEM7e4UKzco/s72-c/100_2930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-93828007311155394</id><published>2010-08-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:10:14.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Likes To Play Dress Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZCfle6QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2c2PpeEXg1w/s1600/100_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510322412205304066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZCfle6QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2c2PpeEXg1w/s320/100_2913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And her name is Angelice.  We took a detour from the usual this summer, and went to visit my brother Andy and his beautiful family in Las Vegas.  Angelice, her cousin Emma, and Holly all dressed up like the princesses they really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZB5AWdnI/AAAAAAAAAig/gLGBELwRHDE/s1600/100_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510322401849013874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZB5AWdnI/AAAAAAAAAig/gLGBELwRHDE/s320/100_2911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZBhK5hyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/mKLpxEEVn4E/s1600/100_2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510322395450804002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZBhK5hyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/mKLpxEEVn4E/s320/100_2919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, okay, so Ben played too. He, being the boy in the game, played the handsome prince. Check out his wicked awesome sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZBFY6eoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZBmrfp9YfZs/s1600/100_2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510322387993393794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZBFY6eoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZBmrfp9YfZs/s320/100_2916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While staying there, we had some yummy shakes, played with the kids at the park, and visited Hoover Dam.  The Dam pictures were awesome. The Dam drive was worth it. The new Dam bridge is huge. The kids had a Dam good time. Ha! Those pictures coming right 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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-93828007311155394?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/93828007311155394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/somebody-likes-to-play-dress-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/93828007311155394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/93828007311155394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/somebody-likes-to-play-dress-up.html' title='Somebody Likes To Play Dress Up'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiZCfle6QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2c2PpeEXg1w/s72-c/100_2913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8553196019168306818</id><published>2010-08-27T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T21:59:21.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXjTSVcoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vuVZWmPg8VU/s1600/100_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510320776816194178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXjTSVcoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vuVZWmPg8VU/s320/100_3047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXi7aalYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/t6qI2U-xNZY/s1600/100_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510320770407634306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXi7aalYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/t6qI2U-xNZY/s320/100_3039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXiaKM20I/AAAAAAAAAh4/07RagN4sOqU/s1600/100_3011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510320761481255746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXiaKM20I/AAAAAAAAAh4/07RagN4sOqU/s320/100_3011.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXh09sR4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/qZJIQT6TpU4/s1600/100_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510320751496677250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXh09sR4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/qZJIQT6TpU4/s320/100_3004.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/8871807664864016890-8553196019168306818?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8553196019168306818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8553196019168306818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8553196019168306818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiXjTSVcoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vuVZWmPg8VU/s72-c/100_3047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-772122517709191470</id><published>2010-08-27T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T21:50:33.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Few Pictures of Our Trip to CA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTOvzDqjI/AAAAAAAAAho/Inx6-vdQNZs/s1600/100_3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510316025645869618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTOvzDqjI/AAAAAAAAAho/Inx6-vdQNZs/s320/100_3049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTOLeUvQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Yp8RqBz2RRg/s1600/100_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510316015895231746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTOLeUvQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Yp8RqBz2RRg/s320/100_3007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTN6R2F9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/iDg14CDnAp4/s1600/100_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510316011279488978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTN6R2F9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/iDg14CDnAp4/s320/100_3006.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTNcwlUiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GH3geetQFdI/s1600/100_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510316003355349538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTNcwlUiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GH3geetQFdI/s320/100_3050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime around our house means it's time to visit Ted's family in Sacramento.  We usually go camping. We always swim in Grandpa's pool. We always stuff our faces.  I tried to add more, but I think I will have to make another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cool thing about going to California is watching the kids get to spend time wearing themselves totally out.  They have formed great friendships with their cousins, and genuinely enjoy being outdoors in the Plumas Forest.  We camped at Lake Almanore this year again.  It was less than pleasant at night with a baby in a tent...she sort woke up the whole campground. I don't think we will be attempting camping with her again for a couple years...but the older kids had a blast in the Lake, playing in the dirt, running around with dirty faces from eating s'mores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next post will just be more pictures.&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/8871807664864016890-772122517709191470?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/772122517709191470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-few-pictures-of-our-trip-to-ca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/772122517709191470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/772122517709191470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-few-pictures-of-our-trip-to-ca.html' title='Just A Few Pictures of Our Trip to CA'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/THiTOvzDqjI/AAAAAAAAAho/Inx6-vdQNZs/s72-c/100_3049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-7417762004014929484</id><published>2010-07-15T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:41:12.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Still Alive</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know it's been awhile.  Summertime is kicking my trash.  Between the extra housework because my two older kids are here all day as opposed to being at school, and the summer sports teams, and our various family trips, I just haven't had time to update.  Oh, throw in a desktop computer crisis, and voila!  No bloggy update for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in CA with the hubby's side of the family. When I get home, I plan on learning how to upload and post pictures on my husband's lovely laptop, and then I will update.  I have pictures from our trip to Las Vegas, Zion, CA, the 4th, and I think more baseball pictures but I am not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I hope everyone is having a wonderful summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-7417762004014929484?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/7417762004014929484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7417762004014929484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7417762004014929484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-still-alive.html' title='We Are Still Alive'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-6725350226136680664</id><published>2010-06-03T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:33:49.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtU2bC82I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oFALd62-_Gw/s1600/hollyswing+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtU2bC82I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oFALd62-_Gw/s320/hollyswing+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478678782925796194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before! (above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtUYcGSHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6OCi-IzffrA/s1600/hollyswing+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtUYcGSHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6OCi-IzffrA/s320/hollyswing+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478678774877145202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After! (above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtT-x76HI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qyA_4PjxcZw/s1600/hollyswing+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtT-x76HI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qyA_4PjxcZw/s320/hollyswing+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478678767989418098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtTnRQj-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/QqLSf_xIULE/s1600/hollyswing+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtTnRQj-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/QqLSf_xIULE/s320/hollyswing+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478678761678344162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a close up of each side!  She was so brave! She wanted to cry so bad, but she didn't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-6725350226136680664?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/6725350226136680664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/before-above-after-above-and-close-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6725350226136680664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6725350226136680664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/before-above-after-above-and-close-up.html' title=''/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgtU2bC82I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oFALd62-_Gw/s72-c/hollyswing+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-9138580331237918804</id><published>2010-06-03T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T19:19:00.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Pitch Suits Angelice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAhifJWNLOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QOYpS4HKBuQ/s1600/hollyswing+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAhifJWNLOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QOYpS4HKBuQ/s320/hollyswing+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478737233920732386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAhiemLE7mI/AAAAAAAAAg8/KCRu1tnAkmU/s1600/hollyswing+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAhiemLE7mI/AAAAAAAAAg8/KCRu1tnAkmU/s320/hollyswing+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478737224478813794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgr6RDB6aI/AAAAAAAAAgM/WJ9ptrcuyRI/s1600/hollyswing+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgr6RDB6aI/AAAAAAAAAgM/WJ9ptrcuyRI/s320/hollyswing+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478677226704726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She did pretty well! Like her little brother, she had a little dance party in the outfield though. Which was actually pretty cute. I was with Ben on the nearby playground, watching from afar. She got two hits in all.  Lots of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-9138580331237918804?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/9138580331237918804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/coach-pitch-suits-angelice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9138580331237918804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9138580331237918804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/coach-pitch-suits-angelice.html' title='Coach Pitch Suits Angelice'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAhifJWNLOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QOYpS4HKBuQ/s72-c/hollyswing+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-3163293570194439108</id><published>2010-06-03T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:19:24.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickball Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp8vV-q3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/8XGcTwXOnrQ/s1600/hollyswing+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp8vV-q3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/8XGcTwXOnrQ/s320/hollyswing+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478675070173752178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp7iMRGgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gPzNS2kO9wA/s1600/hollyswing+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp7iMRGgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gPzNS2kO9wA/s320/hollyswing+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478675049463486978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp7N_1yNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FU-B0W-X8Bk/s1600/hollyswing+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp7N_1yNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FU-B0W-X8Bk/s320/hollyswing+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478675044042655954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp6lxPSpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/5MeAwXuJPt0/s1600/hollyswing+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp6lxPSpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/5MeAwXuJPt0/s320/hollyswing+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478675033243994770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures sort of say it all. These kids don't know how to run bases, tag runners, or play outfield. But they sure have a lot of fun!  Ben actually laid down in the grass and looked at the clouds at one point.  And he was having a dance party while playing shortstop.  Ah, what I wouldn't give to be able to play with such carefree abandon again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-3163293570194439108?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/3163293570194439108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/kickball-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3163293570194439108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3163293570194439108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/kickball-rocks.html' title='Kickball Rocks!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgp8vV-q3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/8XGcTwXOnrQ/s72-c/hollyswing+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-7167706896358323266</id><published>2010-06-03T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:15:20.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly Gets Her Swing On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnrI8eoZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/W92X6G2aaG4/s1600/hollyswing+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnrI8eoZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/W92X6G2aaG4/s320/hollyswing+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478672568785215890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnqgyFQzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wqP7PbDTOw0/s1600/hollyswing+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnqgyFQzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wqP7PbDTOw0/s320/hollyswing+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478672558004192050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnqVkNLiI/AAAAAAAAAfE/aDcd7O9q1js/s1600/hollyswing+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnqVkNLiI/AAAAAAAAAfE/aDcd7O9q1js/s320/hollyswing+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478672554993200674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnpy-heRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/rrR89ExK4js/s1600/hollyswing+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnpy-heRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/rrR89ExK4js/s320/hollyswing+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478672545708341522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think these pictures just speak for themselves. *Sigh*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-7167706896358323266?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/7167706896358323266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/holly-gets-her-swing-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7167706896358323266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7167706896358323266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/06/holly-gets-her-swing-on.html' title='Holly Gets Her Swing On'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TAgnrI8eoZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/W92X6G2aaG4/s72-c/hollyswing+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-472849169616153212</id><published>2010-05-30T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:09:02.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDyckYogI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_UX27CRjXas/s1600/copiesandpocatellodelete.+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDyckYogI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_UX27CRjXas/s320/copiesandpocatellodelete.+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477155368265622018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, this weekend we went up to help mom and dad move out of Pocatello. They have lived here for 22 years.  They are moving to Payson, about 15 minutes south of us.  It was really weird being in the house all empty, like the day we moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDyBNbuKI/AAAAAAAAAes/5lb3KPrQLyg/s1600/copiesandpocatellodelete.+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDyBNbuKI/AAAAAAAAAes/5lb3KPrQLyg/s320/copiesandpocatellodelete.+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477155360921598114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDxhFBvbI/AAAAAAAAAek/RBdUXwkZG00/s1600/copiesandpocatellodelete.+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDxhFBvbI/AAAAAAAAAek/RBdUXwkZG00/s320/copiesandpocatellodelete.+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477155352296406450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were there we stopped at this great little drive in at Ross Park. It has a particular delicacy that I think is unique to Pocatello.  It's called Taco Spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDxJzGa2I/AAAAAAAAAec/9zAZ_U-NAaI/s1600/copiesandpocatellodelete.+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDxJzGa2I/AAAAAAAAAec/9zAZ_U-NAaI/s320/copiesandpocatellodelete.+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477155346047200098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ate it on my lap in the car. Which is kind of hard, because it's messy.  But oh so good. And twice as good when consumed with a cherry shake.  Yes. We totally abandoned our "healthy by 36" objectives here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDwE9yBfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/KX_tsYuCd3c/s1600/copiesandpocatellodelete.+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDwE9yBfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/KX_tsYuCd3c/s320/copiesandpocatellodelete.+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477155327569954290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So goodbye Pocatello. My last familial ties are gone.  I imagine we will swing in every once in awhile to visit some dear, dear friends who still live there.  But driving back, I realized that Pocatello hasn't felt like "home" for some time now.  The home I grew up in, the memories of cruising around town with my friends, the fun and sometimes crazy things we did, all of that is really just a place in my heart now.  It was a good place to grow up. But grow up we must.  Thanks, Pocatello, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-472849169616153212?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/472849169616153212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-this-weekend-we-went-up-to-help-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/472849169616153212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/472849169616153212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-this-weekend-we-went-up-to-help-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/TALDyckYogI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_UX27CRjXas/s72-c/copiesandpocatellodelete.+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-2285535684082829799</id><published>2010-05-19T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:15:15.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Season is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEPtf3AGI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VWZV8gV-4XA/s1600/bliggityblog+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEPtf3AGI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VWZV8gV-4XA/s320/bliggityblog+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473215221352300642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be Jake's first year playing baseball. He is enjoying it so far.  Isn't this the most beautiful setting for small town little league baseball? It was the most gorgeous day!  You really cannot beat this view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEPEP_v9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5P1wG-7Crtg/s1600/bliggityblog+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEPEP_v9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5P1wG-7Crtg/s320/bliggityblog+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473215210279911378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEOW2ZlUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/I6H9Hn0pDbU/s1600/bliggityblog+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEOW2ZlUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/I6H9Hn0pDbU/s320/bliggityblog+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473215198092956994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TENvFscGI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C98UCwGS8BU/s1600/bliggityblog+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TENvFscGI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C98UCwGS8BU/s320/bliggityblog+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473215187419689058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake scored 2 runs, was walked both times at bat, and his team won 8 to 10. He seems to like baseball more than football. I think it has something to do with the fact that he was actually scoring points for his team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-2285535684082829799?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/2285535684082829799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/baseball-season-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2285535684082829799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2285535684082829799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/baseball-season-is-here.html' title='Baseball Season is Here!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TEPtf3AGI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VWZV8gV-4XA/s72-c/bliggityblog+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4385892946164709097</id><published>2010-05-19T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:08:21.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's An Opera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCjSwcq4I/AAAAAAAAAds/dmGXNqDxOTM/s1600/bliggityblog+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCjSwcq4I/AAAAAAAAAds/dmGXNqDxOTM/s320/bliggityblog+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213358748248962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angelice's second grade class has written an opera. From the lyrics, to the music, the scenery, to the costumes and staging, the children did it ALL!  The plot was a group of scorpions scare away a group of cowgirl's horses.  A group of hip hop loving, mtv watching mummies, and a group of hungry vultures (cue Angelice) help them get their horses back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCioPiurI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0w1002Hz8Sg/s1600/bliggityblog+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCioPiurI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0w1002Hz8Sg/s320/bliggityblog+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213347335944882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Angelice sitting in the vultures "nest". The girls made sure there were vulture eggs in it. Everybody loves babies. Even carrion eating, murderous, ugly babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCiWo-LYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/uRYXRxn5uxg/s1600/bliggityblog+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCiWo-LYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/uRYXRxn5uxg/s320/bliggityblog+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473213342610763138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This adorable little boy kept forgetting his lyrics. And each time he did, the girls would give him the stink eye, and he'd start giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a very good show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4385892946164709097?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4385892946164709097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-opera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4385892946164709097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4385892946164709097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-opera.html' title='It&apos;s An Opera!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TCjSwcq4I/AAAAAAAAAds/dmGXNqDxOTM/s72-c/bliggityblog+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-6529958396297299285</id><published>2010-05-19T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:01:29.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben is Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TB9Z9IijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wcx0LDYP1K8/s1600/bliggityblog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TB9Z9IijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wcx0LDYP1K8/s320/bliggityblog+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473212707845474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures were taken two days after his surgery. This is Benny at his finest.  He is just fine everyone! Thank you so much for the prayers and well wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TB836iYPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/n2VApteDZ98/s1600/bliggityblog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TB836iYPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/n2VApteDZ98/s320/bliggityblog+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473212698707779826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-6529958396297299285?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/6529958396297299285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/ben-is-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6529958396297299285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6529958396297299285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/ben-is-fine.html' title='Ben is Fine'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S_TB9Z9IijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wcx0LDYP1K8/s72-c/bliggityblog+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1611810661028298537</id><published>2010-05-14T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:25:57.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tough Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2ri14FQzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XZ3omSaDKko/s1600/benssurgery+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2ri14FQzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XZ3omSaDKko/s320/benssurgery+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471217737391227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew. What a whirlwind of a week. Last Saturday, after a bout with a little cold, I noticed the previously diagnosed cyst on Ben's neck was larger, and the skin around it inflamed, and swollen.  So, I immediately called his pediatrician, and he got us in that day.  He diagnosed it as a &lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/001396.htm"&gt;brancial cleft cyst.&lt;/a&gt; He said it was abcessed, and needed to come out right away. We got he name of a good ENT surgeon, and he sent us on our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it took us two days and yet another referral to get seen by a surgeon.  Wednesday morning, I took Holly and Ben in to the office, and Dr. Riddle checked him out.  Upon examination, he agreed with the pediatrician, and decided to admit Ben for a CT Scan, and surgery the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once getting settled, the nursing team attempted to start an IV line, and due to dehydration and reactive veins, they were unsuccessful. They poked him three times and decided to leave him be until the pediatric anesthesiologist team could get to him.  When they were able to come up, they gave him something up his nose to make him drowsy and assured me that he would be too loopy to care about getting an IV, and he wouldn't remember it. Well, not so much. I heard him screaming from across the hall, and behind two doors.  I literally had to leave the hallway, and find a bathroom so that I wouldn't throw up on the floor.  Luckily, Ted was brave enough to stay with him.  After they finally got the IV line in, he was so exhausted and spent he laid perfectly still for the CT and they didn't have to sedate him.   After  fitful night's sleep he was wheeled into surgery at 7 am the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is, slightly awake after being wheeled back from recovery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q2oLPPXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zbtvAoAHBkg/s1600/benssurgery+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q2oLPPXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zbtvAoAHBkg/s320/benssurgery+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471216977799232882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he slept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q2JHjG1I/AAAAAAAAAc0/R236VcUw6LE/s1600/benssurgery+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q2JHjG1I/AAAAAAAAAc0/R236VcUw6LE/s320/benssurgery+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471216969462258514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as the nurses got his cords situated, and he seemed to be stable enough, they let me hold him. He woke up briefly for a couple pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q1uSx-YI/AAAAAAAAAcs/qTJvqnJYSpo/s1600/benssurgery+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q1uSx-YI/AAAAAAAAAcs/qTJvqnJYSpo/s320/benssurgery+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471216962261612930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After sleeping off the general anesthesia, he began to wake up, and Daddy got him to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q1Hu039I/AAAAAAAAAck/FYQ4OMcGBt4/s1600/benssurgery+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q1Hu039I/AAAAAAAAAck/FYQ4OMcGBt4/s320/benssurgery+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471216951910260690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, after two hours of waking, and keeping down some jello and juice, he was able to go home. They don't wheel kids out in wheelchairs. They roll them down in little red wagons! Ben got a kick out this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q0x44QtI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WnmVvXyDM98/s1600/benssurgery+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2q0x44QtI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WnmVvXyDM98/s320/benssurgery+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471216946046845650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he got into the car, he asked me if we were going to see another doctor, with tears in his eyes. I started to cry , and said "No baby, we're done with doctors." He nodded his head, and said "Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Ben was so charming. Everyone loved him.  All the nurses said they wished he could stay longer, but were so glad he was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, as his mother, feel like I could sleep for a week.  There is nothing more painful than watching your child be put through pain. I would take his place in a heartbeat if I could.  While it was a scary experience, I am so grateful for the wonderful, proactive doctors in our area. They took such good care of him, and were so kind and sweet with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is home, and seems to be recovering well. He's eating, and my biggest worry now is keeping him down so that he doesn't overdo it! I am so thankful to Heavenly Father for providing us comfort, and being with our boy during surgery, and his doctors as well.  Here's to hoping this is the last major health hurdle with Ben, he's had more than his fair share in his short life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-1611810661028298537?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1611810661028298537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/tough-week.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1611810661028298537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1611810661028298537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/tough-week.html' title='A Tough Week'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-2ri14FQzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XZ3omSaDKko/s72-c/benssurgery+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8545574460231333009</id><published>2010-05-10T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:52:51.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly's One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hGULWs_BI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iykvAgKPDXo/s1600/hollysbday+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hGULWs_BI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iykvAgKPDXo/s320/hollysbday+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469699059900808210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hGOPuVCLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Zrg8mPzn6VI/s1600/hollysbday+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hGOPuVCLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Zrg8mPzn6VI/s320/hollysbday+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469698957994428594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hF77_SsrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fwoC4iSvpR4/s1600/hollysbday+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hF77_SsrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fwoC4iSvpR4/s320/hollysbday+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469698643459224242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hFtgtjqfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rvwZsMWYtvg/s1600/hollysbday+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hFtgtjqfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rvwZsMWYtvg/s320/hollysbday+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469698395618912754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hFjWNGRiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ogLiruTwhlM/s1600/hollysbday+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hFjWNGRiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ogLiruTwhlM/s320/hollysbday+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469698220999722530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe my baby is one! Our little Holly has brought us so much joy. You know, I have had a very spiritual experience with each of my children during pregnancy, and I didn't with Holly. I had wondered about that very topic, and Heavenly Father gave me a very special witness. You see, we lost three babies before we had her. Every time the doctor turned on that ultrasound machine, and there was no heartbeat, I felt more and more hopeless. I have never prayed more fervently for anything in my whole life. I began to think that the Lord was not listening, or didn't think I was a good enough mother for just one more baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, one day, I knelt in my closet, and out of sheer desperation, poured my heart out to the Lord, and ended by saying "Here am I! Thy will be done!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found out three weeks later we were going to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was born, I was given a witness that this child was an answer to my prayers. Not that she had some divine mission, or was given to me to test me, or make me a better person, or go on to perform some miracle of faith. No, I was given witness that she was there as a gift to show me Heavenly Father's tender mercy.  She was here simply because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we wanted her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we wanted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday precious baby Holly! Thank you for giving us so much joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-8545574460231333009?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8545574460231333009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/hollys-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8545574460231333009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8545574460231333009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/05/hollys-one.html' title='Holly&apos;s One!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S-hGULWs_BI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iykvAgKPDXo/s72-c/hollysbday+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-205350851492505924</id><published>2010-03-27T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:37:25.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65ps2-3hTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KvMs-0dT_pk/s1600/March+12+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65ps2-3hTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KvMs-0dT_pk/s320/March+12+294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453412418186609970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunday was a beautiful day, and after church we decided to take the kids out to do something fun.  Of course, I had to take them to one of my childhood haunts.  Bridal Veil Falls is a little waterfall off the highway in Provo Canyon, and it was a neat little place to visit when I was little. Of course, over time, and because of landslides, the landscape has changed.  But it still seemed to thrill the kids.  Jacob searched the soil for anything that would stick to a magnet, because he is an aspiring gold prospector.  He didn't wind up taking any soil samples.  Ben had fun throwing rocks into the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  And a nice couple offered to take our picture right at the bottom of the Falls.  All in all, it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65prmkZMsI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_LfaKSfG_jw/s1600/March+12+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65prmkZMsI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_LfaKSfG_jw/s320/March+12+289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453412396600734402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65prJ0w-YI/AAAAAAAAAas/S5fKUK6hSsk/s1600/March+12+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65prJ0w-YI/AAAAAAAAAas/S5fKUK6hSsk/s320/March+12+283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453412388884773250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-205350851492505924?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/205350851492505924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/s-o-last-sunday-was-beautiful-day-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/205350851492505924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/205350851492505924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/s-o-last-sunday-was-beautiful-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S65ps2-3hTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KvMs-0dT_pk/s72-c/March+12+294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5992925417432684205</id><published>2010-03-18T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:30:19.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Bear With Me</title><content type='html'>I am learning a bunch of new things, trying figure out how to pretty this place up. It's a work in progress, and it's 12:30 am. I am going to bed before it is finished. Check back for a new look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5992925417432684205?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5992925417432684205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-bear-with-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5992925417432684205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5992925417432684205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-bear-with-me.html' title='Please Bear With Me'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-301746464274743722</id><published>2010-03-12T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:41:26.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S5rq8QR1oKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Ne8ty9Orl58/s1600-h/March+12+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S5rq8QR1oKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Ne8ty9Orl58/s320/March+12+219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925020140871842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S5rq7zM4sgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0GHDKP8OulY/s1600-h/March+12+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/S5rq7zM4sgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0GHDKP8OulY/s320/March+12+258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925012335473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since I took a five month break from blogging, a lot has happened. The biggest thing is that the Sam's Club in Nampa was clo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sed. Ted's boss arranged for him to take the Provo club, and so we were spared the fate of so many others in this tough economy. The upside? We live in Springville, UT, among the beautiful mountains I used to call home. The downside? Well there's the moving the kiddos to a new school, which has proven to be a real challenge. And of course there's the selling of the house. Another real challenge. Short sale, anyone? Things are sort of up in the air and scary and.... well, I really don't want to talk about it. But the above pictures are of our lovely new townhome. I am happy to be blogging again. Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-301746464274743722?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/301746464274743722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/whole-new-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/301746464274743722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/301746464274743722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/whole-new-world.html' title='A Whole New World'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/S5rq8QR1oKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Ne8ty9Orl58/s72-c/March+12+219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8482228276906113322</id><published>2010-03-12T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:07:58.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K So I Lied.</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy. And a camera with no batteries.  I will post I promise, just not yet. I will put it on my priority list tho, I promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-8482228276906113322?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8482228276906113322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/k-so-i-lied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8482228276906113322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8482228276906113322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/k-so-i-lied.html' title='K So I Lied.'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-5526731692135098294</id><published>2010-03-08T11:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:19:52.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Changes</title><content type='html'>It's been a few months, and we have taken a break from blogging and the internet.  My how things have changed since I last posted. If you are willing, come back later tonight, or early tomorrow, and I will fill you in on everything.  Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5526731692135098294?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5526731692135098294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/lots-of-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5526731692135098294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5526731692135098294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2010/03/lots-of-changes.html' title='Lots of Changes'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-1985065654189828684</id><published>2009-09-01T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:22:38.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was week three of the new program "Player of the Day" on Jacob's team. Each day, coach picks a player for special recognition.  Jacob told me before practice "Mom, this is my day. I am just going to run my guts out at practice and get player of the day..."  And sure enough, after practice, he was chosen player of the day. For finally stepping up and hitting someone, and exploding off the line.  He was in on a couple of tackles during scrimmage, and he creamed his opponent in tackling drills. It was a pleasure to watch him finally not on the receiving end of a beat down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sp3UizrlpWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-cEqFbko1j0/s1600-h/player+of+the+day+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sp3UizrlpWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-cEqFbko1j0/s320/player+of+the+day+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376687224603911522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sp3UiIHuJtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/jRu9ucX3in8/s1600-h/player+of+the+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sp3UiIHuJtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/jRu9ucX3in8/s320/player+of+the+day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376687212910749394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in other news....just kidding. Ben pulled his shirt over his head, and Ted and I couldn't resist the Beavis and Butthead reference. You children of the 90's know what I'm talkin about! (I am the GREAT Cornholio!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-1985065654189828684?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1985065654189828684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-week-was-week-three-of-new-program.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1985065654189828684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1985065654189828684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-week-was-week-three-of-new-program.html' title=''/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sp3UizrlpWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-cEqFbko1j0/s72-c/player+of+the+day+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-9130288464691793049</id><published>2009-08-27T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:42:29.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season Starts</title><content type='html'>This is Jacob's second year of playing PAL football. August 12th and 13th was football camp, where the kids and coaches got to know each other, test their skills, and start getting into the pigskin groove.  Jacob is no longer the littlest guy on the field, he is ready to be tough and work hard! Should be another great year, and we'll keep everyone posted on their season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRwKi2zfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Sr4cU09je40/s1600-h/footballand+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRwKi2zfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Sr4cU09je40/s320/footballand+birthday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374713830707744242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Practicing hand offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRvofTYZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/EW0rnRJiQwI/s1600-h/Holly+enjoys+football+camp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRvofTYZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/EW0rnRJiQwI/s320/Holly+enjoys+football+camp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374713821566034322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holly enjoying the breeze, the colors, and the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRu_7nfNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sz1mqrPShRg/s1600-h/Ben%27s+three+point+stance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRu_7nfNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sz1mqrPShRg/s320/Ben%27s+three+point+stance.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374713810678938834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben, imitating big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRuarrGbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/B-M0SBcV7B0/s1600-h/100_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRuarrGbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/B-M0SBcV7B0/s320/100_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374713800679954866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Practicing the three point stance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-9130288464691793049?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/9130288464691793049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/football-season-starts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9130288464691793049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9130288464691793049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/football-season-starts.html' title='Football Season Starts'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbRwKi2zfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Sr4cU09je40/s72-c/footballand+birthday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5930544752012386936</id><published>2009-08-27T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:26:47.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Football, Er, I Mean Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLvHsz5UI/AAAAAAAAAVE/fG8YWZZ0lDA/s1600-h/100_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLvHsz5UI/AAAAAAAAAVE/fG8YWZZ0lDA/s320/100_2063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707215694554434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Jake catching a pass whilst running patterns at football camp. He looks real good this year.  He's grown a lot, and become much more aggressive and confident. More football camp pics to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLuiKl5uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/WzB7dt26mK8/s1600-h/100_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLuiKl5uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/WzB7dt26mK8/s320/100_2074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707205618919138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake decides which beer, er, beverage to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLuJjgqPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/toKp47fY5Bs/s1600-h/100_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLuJjgqPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/toKp47fY5Bs/s320/100_2076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707199012546802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Dad heartily approve of the appetizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLtu5zokI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BiRznlae2Tw/s1600-h/Mom%27s+birthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLtu5zokI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BiRznlae2Tw/s320/Mom%27s+birthday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707191858307650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the kidlets at Red Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLtEX14FI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DUvnF_3jyNE/s1600-h/dog+pile+on+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLtEX14FI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DUvnF_3jyNE/s320/dog+pile+on+mom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707180441559122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I turned 29 (again) on the 12th, and here's what we did. We went to Jake's football camp, and then went to Red Robin for some treats! Jake and I got birthday sundaes and balloons. It was such a fun night! This picture wasn't that night, but I LOVE it! It just shows what is important in life: getting dogpiled on by your kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5930544752012386936?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5930544752012386936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-football-er-i-mean-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5930544752012386936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5930544752012386936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-football-er-i-mean-birthday.html' title='Happy Football, Er, I Mean Birthday!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SpbLvHsz5UI/AAAAAAAAAVE/fG8YWZZ0lDA/s72-c/100_2063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4764730549177955514</id><published>2009-08-10T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:52:41.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD2kLFeToI/AAAAAAAAATM/uuk2QGRtzpc/s1600-h/Easter+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD2kLFeToI/AAAAAAAAATM/uuk2QGRtzpc/s320/Easter+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561857137102466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Jacob is ten years old today. I was thinking back to the day he was born, and trying to remember how I felt about raising this new little boy.  I remember thinking how ready I was. I was wrong.  You are never ever ready for Jacob. He's a handful and a half. He is equally my greatest source of frustration and pride. He's funny as heck, he's a little turdbucket at times.  He's incredibly smart, and creative, and thinks of the weirdest things sometimes! You know the spell from Harry Potter, Adava Kadavra? Yeah, out of the blue yesterday, he just jumps on his sister and says "Adavra KaTackle!!!" She wanted to be mad at him, but it was just so darn funny, we all couldn't help but laugh! We talked about going on a day trip this Friday to have s'mores and celebrate the last week of summer vacation. So what does Jacob do? He hops on GoogleEarth and plots out every reservoir in Western Idaho, narrows it down to three that looked to be nearby and had roads, and insisted we vote.  He does stuff like that all the time. This week, he has been watching shark week on Discovery, classic NFL football games on ESPN, and get this: reading one of Ted's old Geology of Southeastern Idaho textbooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude?!?! What planet are you from, kid? I LOVE IT!  As he grows, he fascinates me more and more each day, entertains me endlessly, and is such an awesome kid!  So happy birthday buddy! I can't wait to see what the next year has in store for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD10OI5yaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/XYQq-SvJ00c/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD10OI5yaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/XYQq-SvJ00c/s320/grimescreekrunning+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561033323071906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1z_czjxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/cE5sGPKs7K4/s1600-h/Pictures+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1z_czjxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/cE5sGPKs7K4/s320/Pictures+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561029380017938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1zPIcv6I/AAAAAAAAASs/IubULyZJP7I/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1zPIcv6I/AAAAAAAAASs/IubULyZJP7I/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561016409735074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1y2ViQBI/AAAAAAAAASk/IbM053-rbEM/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD1y2ViQBI/AAAAAAAAASk/IbM053-rbEM/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561009753735186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4764730549177955514?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4764730549177955514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4764730549177955514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4764730549177955514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SoD2kLFeToI/AAAAAAAAATM/uuk2QGRtzpc/s72-c/Easter+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5878034578649628154</id><published>2009-07-31T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:23:13.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Summertime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOjspmWeqI/AAAAAAAAASc/hwinOK6Uswo/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364811568604674722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOjspmWeqI/AAAAAAAAASc/hwinOK6Uswo/s320/grimescreekrunning+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;his is Grimes Creek, Idaho.  It's actually a gold claim, which is pretty cool.  But it is also a camping area, with a really great creek for the kids to splash in, so we took the kids up for an afternoon of summer fun in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;It's about and hour outside of Boise toward the mountains, near Lucky Peak Reservoir.  Let me tell you, we had a great time, even if it was a bit windy.  Holly even did great in her car seat. Until the drive home, that is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOipsO_adI/AAAAAAAAASU/Nui_pN5uywA/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364810418260765138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOipsO_adI/AAAAAAAAASU/Nui_pN5uywA/s320/grimescreekrunning+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holly's little feet in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOipOB0QqI/AAAAAAAAASM/NOM5-Wf-Z40/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364810410152444578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOipOB0QqI/AAAAAAAAASM/NOM5-Wf-Z40/s320/grimescreekrunning+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweetie! Angelice really enjoyed playing in the sand, wading in the water, and helping me with Holly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOio2IMj-I/AAAAAAAAASE/7OEgrL59BeU/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364810403736752098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOio2IMj-I/AAAAAAAAASE/7OEgrL59BeU/s320/grimescreekrunning+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ted and Ben playin in the water. We must explain the life jacket. Last month, Ted and the kids camped here with Grandma and Grandpa McPherson, and he stepped a little too far into the creek, fell face down, and began to float away. When we arrived at the creek, and the kids were wading into the water, Ben cried. He was terrified. Jacob thought ahead and brought a life jacket, which Ted put on him, and explained to him that it would keep him from drowning. He was still really tentative, and spent most of the day playing in the sand instead of the water. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOioUdjrII/AAAAAAAAAR8/NLozf2szzzY/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364810394699541634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOioUdjrII/AAAAAAAAAR8/NLozf2szzzY/s320/grimescreekrunning+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In his timid state, Ben spotted a spider. He panicked! It was so funny, because he sees spiders at home all the time, and it doesn't even phase him! On the way home, when asked how he liked the creek, he said "Der was dis spider, and it was crawling, and stepping towards me!!!"  Geesh, if this kid were any cuter, he'd cause a black hole of cuteness. I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOioILZA3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/7KXqGyUVRzo/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364810391402120050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOioILZA3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/7KXqGyUVRzo/s320/grimescreekrunning+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh. And Holly spent the day drooling on the baby carrier.  Sorry, ya'll. I cannot keep erasing myself out of our family memories because I am chubbier than I'd like to be.  I wanted to remember this day, so you get chubby mom in the bathing suit picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so blessed and happy to share such fun times with our family.  The cool thing is that you can do that, and not spend a dime.  The kids will not have every luxury they want growing up. But the will have these wonderful memories, and that...well, that's just priceless. &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/8871807664864016890-5878034578649628154?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5878034578649628154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-summertime.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5878034578649628154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5878034578649628154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-summertime.html' title='It&apos;s The Summertime!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOjspmWeqI/AAAAAAAAASc/hwinOK6Uswo/s72-c/grimescreekrunning+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4171425727334986581</id><published>2009-07-31T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:58:15.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Continues...</title><content type='html'>I just had to share all these photos from our trip to Grimes Creek today:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgCsk0XSI/AAAAAAAAARs/QJ1TbkJU-es/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364807549314161954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgCsk0XSI/AAAAAAAAARs/QJ1TbkJU-es/s320/grimescreekrunning+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben caught a minnow! (Actually Ted caught it, but he made me take the picture as if Ben had caught it.  I think he has small fish issues...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgCYO98tI/AAAAAAAAARk/AAlqbPbDU0o/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364807543853806290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgCYO98tI/AAAAAAAAARk/AAlqbPbDU0o/s320/grimescreekrunning+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob snorkeled and dove all day. The water is full of iron pyrite (Fool's Gold) which is why it has that yellowish red color.  The bottom is sandy with flecks of sparkly stuff in it. It's pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBz9IXNI/AAAAAAAAARc/z5EZoXINFNg/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364807534115314898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBz9IXNI/AAAAAAAAARc/z5EZoXINFNg/s320/grimescreekrunning+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When asked later what her favorite part of the trip was, Angelice replied "Lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBvK6PVI/AAAAAAAAARU/PC6bWUqwE1U/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364807532830932306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBvK6PVI/AAAAAAAAARU/PC6bWUqwE1U/s320/grimescreekrunning+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aw! Kisses for Holly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBGbjrzI/AAAAAAAAARM/AnAq0Exy-UI/s1600-h/grimescreekrunning+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364807521894903602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgBGbjrzI/AAAAAAAAARM/AnAq0Exy-UI/s320/grimescreekrunning+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that! Mom even put on a bathing suit for this fun day! (Um. Not happening. Ever. Again.)&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/8871807664864016890-4171425727334986581?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4171425727334986581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/summertime-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4171425727334986581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4171425727334986581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/summertime-continues.html' title='Summertime Continues...'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnOgCsk0XSI/AAAAAAAAARs/QJ1TbkJU-es/s72-c/grimescreekrunning+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5077541977222122672</id><published>2009-07-29T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:25:07.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Load...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gyyXRwI/AAAAAAAAARE/GPQImT8Rg9w/s1600-h/24thhollyrolling+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991129238226690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gyyXRwI/AAAAAAAAARE/GPQImT8Rg9w/s320/24thhollyrolling+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Actually five loads. And one in the washer, and one in the dryer. See what happens when you have a bunch of kids? Your life gets taken over by laundry. I finally got around to folding these today, they've been sitting and building for three days.  As I was folding, I was realizing that these clothes sort of represent their owners. Jacob's jeans are ripped, and his socks all have holes in them.  Most of them at this point are too small...That's because Jacob is quickly becoming a young man, growing so fast, and always getting into something rough.  Angelice's clothes are stained, and yes, most of them too small. Again because she's growing into such a lovely young lady, with an interest in art. Thus the marker, watercolor, and melted crayon stains!  Ben is just...wow. His clothes are all too small for him too!  Maybe I should quit philosophizing (is that a word? And is it spelled right?) and get my butt to the store to buy my kids some clothes that fit!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Holly is just a rolling fool. Here she is about to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gbEk-SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/r_LtO14-J7Y/s1600-h/24thhollyrolling+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991122872170786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gbEk-SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/r_LtO14-J7Y/s320/24thhollyrolling+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here she is mid roll...Almost! Keep going! (She's usually grunting and fussing at this point. And she smashes her face into the floor, it's so funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gBu-hwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8l7ML45mZg/s1600-h/24thhollyrolling+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991116070684418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gBu-hwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8l7ML45mZg/s320/24thhollyrolling+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we did it!! Yeah! Holding her head up so proud, she usually looks around smiling, so happy to have a new perspective on the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5fvuqUbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0cX9tgJWg5c/s1600-h/24thhollyrolling+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991111237521842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5fvuqUbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0cX9tgJWg5c/s320/24thhollyrolling+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay. Enough fun blogging for now. Back to the neverending laundry pile. &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/8871807664864016890-5077541977222122672?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5077541977222122672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-load.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5077541977222122672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5077541977222122672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-load.html' title='What a Load...'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SnC5gyyXRwI/AAAAAAAAARE/GPQImT8Rg9w/s72-c/24thhollyrolling+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5775404796835488830</id><published>2009-07-23T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:22:52.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blogger LIVES For Comments</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank you for those of you who leave comments here. I really do enjoy reading what you have to say, and appreciate knowing that I am not just typing into space. Secondly, SERIOUSLY people.  PLEASE leave a comment, even if you got here on accident.  I have to assume since this isn't a special interest blog, that if you are visiting here, you are a friend or family member.  I really want to hear from you. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5775404796835488830?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5775404796835488830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-lives-for-comments.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5775404796835488830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5775404796835488830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-lives-for-comments.html' title='A Blogger LIVES For Comments'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1709509846677648230</id><published>2009-07-21T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:12:02.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls' Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYuMPY1YaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_iPGAIm_ZOw/s1600-h/jonas4thhollyetc+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361023194255155618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYuMPY1YaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_iPGAIm_ZOw/s320/jonas4thhollyetc+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k, before I get into what is going on, I had to post the picture of us three girls' (Me, Angelice, and Holly) feet. I just painted all our toenails, and this was just too cute to not pass on! I am blue (of course) Angelice is purple, and Holly is the lightest of light pinks! So fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYsdO7fy8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/cXA8w_-qs20/s1600-h/jonas4thhollyetc+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361021287166626754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYsdO7fy8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/cXA8w_-qs20/s320/jonas4thhollyetc+094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The real reason for this post: Angel and Holly's new bedding, and inspiration for their room decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYscx1XZ-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0sNXdjAENi8/s1600-h/jonas4thhollyetc+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361021279356282850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYscx1XZ-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0sNXdjAENi8/s320/jonas4thhollyetc+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holly's bedding inspired the color choice; all that is left to do is paint and drapes! OH, and a new lampshade, but I can probably just make one... Input, please!!!!!  &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/8871807664864016890-1709509846677648230?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1709509846677648230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls-room.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1709509846677648230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1709509846677648230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls-room.html' title='The Girls&apos; Room'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SmYuMPY1YaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_iPGAIm_ZOw/s72-c/jonas4thhollyetc+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-9092750855359357981</id><published>2009-07-13T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:37:21.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slrgq1xRGgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9FX6jQztYGw/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357841733303474690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slrgq1xRGgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9FX6jQztYGw/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;olly's blessing was last Sunday, the 5th of July.  She wore this lovely white dress with purple embroidered polka dots.  She looked like a little angel from heaven, which, of course, we think she is!  Both her grandfathers, and her Uncle Bill stood in for the blessing, it was so neat!&lt;br /&gt;It was such a rushed day, but I can tell a couple things that stood out to me about her blessing.  First, Ted sounded very confident and I was touched by the Priesthood power that I could feel.  He spoke with authority, and with love, and I could tell he was really listening to be guided by the Spirit when he spoke.  He blessed her with the knowledge that her extended family would be watching over her, and that we would all be here whenever she needed us.  He blessed her with peace and with the spirit to know right from wrong.  It was truly a touching moment, and I am so grateful to have a worthy Priesthood holder in my home, and I am grateful that he exercises it on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing about that day, was that our 16 year old nephew, Cole, was needed at the sacrament table, and they didn't even have to ask.  He also spoke with authority, and I was so proud, and moved to tears by the strength and humility he showed when speaking the words of the prayer.  Cole, we don't tell you nearly enough how much we love you.  And we could not be any prouder if you were our own son!&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's some cute pictures from that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreoYqVFNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7j9V2kCbc1c/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357839492106753234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreoYqVFNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7j9V2kCbc1c/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ugh. So sorry about the red eye.  I don't know how to fix it, but the red eye reducer on our camera was ON!  Anyway, here's me and Holly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreoPKbM8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/KMkGf5aP7is/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357839489557017538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreoPKbM8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/KMkGf5aP7is/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to be gorgeous!  She sure loves her binky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreniP8w4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Dm5zYvAveIg/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357839477500593026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreniP8w4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Dm5zYvAveIg/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I almost didn't post this family picture outside of the church, because Ben is goofing off.  But you know what, it captures Ben to a T, and I think it's so cute that he's holding onto his older brother by his tie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreneCexWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aL302XhVYJs/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357839476370359650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlreneCexWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aL302XhVYJs/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, this is Angelice and her cousin, Katelyn.  Bright sun!  But they sure looked pretty that day, too! &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/8871807664864016890-9092750855359357981?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/9092750855359357981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/hollys-blessing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9092750855359357981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9092750855359357981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/hollys-blessing.html' title='Holly&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slrgq1xRGgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9FX6jQztYGw/s72-c/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8742933716047596049</id><published>2009-07-10T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:56:19.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday America!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ndependence Day is my favorite holiday.  This year, we were blessed to not only have my parents with us, but Ted's family as well.  The next day, we blessed Holly.  I had many things to be grateful for this weekend.  Here's a few pictures from that day.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlepdCWWhsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/d0CTBBmzutQ/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356936598092416706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlepdCWWhsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/d0CTBBmzutQ/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slepc2ofY6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BzFGiiGD614/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356936594947269538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slepc2ofY6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BzFGiiGD614/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slepcv8fkiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rehayoyYjtA/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356936593152119330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slepcv8fkiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rehayoyYjtA/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is during our family football game. It was so fun to see both Grandpas playing with their grandkids.  So glad Dad is able make such awesome memories with us, still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlepcPKBp3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XIuClRfpXPI/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356936584350508914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlepcPKBp3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XIuClRfpXPI/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slenp_FHDaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ej2PWSD6X8I/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356934621529836962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Slenp_FHDaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ej2PWSD6X8I/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlenptWQD8I/AAAAAAAAAO0/W-HzWcpWYok/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356934616769892290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlenptWQD8I/AAAAAAAAAO0/W-HzWcpWYok/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlenpDrer_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/2dGxCp40jJQ/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356934605584642034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlenpDrer_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/2dGxCp40jJQ/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sleno_QApfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gAc_QHJOWsE/s1600-h/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356934604395685362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sleno_QApfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gAc_QHJOWsE/s320/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the awesome cake I made. From scratch. That's right. I rock!!  We had so much fun this year, it really made me look forward to sharing more holidays in our home with our family!  Thanks for coming everyone!&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/8871807664864016890-8742933716047596049?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8742933716047596049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-america.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8742933716047596049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8742933716047596049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy Birthday America!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SlepdCWWhsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/d0CTBBmzutQ/s72-c/4th+and+Holly%27s+Blessing+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-2021998459603828308</id><published>2009-06-29T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:42:30.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas. AWWWW YEAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SklpAvQ-UcI/AAAAAAAAANk/jyQFv3aIm6E/s1600-h/Jonas+Brothers+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352925093515121090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SklpAvQ-UcI/AAAAAAAAANk/jyQFv3aIm6E/s320/Jonas+Brothers+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kay.  So Angelice is a total Jonas Brothers fan. It reminds me a little bit of back in the day, but I digress. You all who know me know what I am talking about.  So, Ted gets home from work, complaining about the traffic by the Idaho Center.  Of course, I complain back, about a bunch of friends in Chicago who all got together to got to a New Kids concert.  I am bummed. He is stressed. He says, hey, I betcha there's tickets left, why don't you go see if you can get in?  I pshaw him right away. The baby can't go that long without nursing. We don't have that kind of money.  I don't think Angelice would be okay, it's pretty loud there.  I don't want to go alone.  A million excuses. There's no way there are still tickets left.  Ted insists, Angel pleads. FINE. If I can't be in Chicago with the New Kids, I will take my daughter to see the Jonas Brothers instead!  If nothing else, we can do a little old fashioned bus stalking.  So we get ready, and head out there.  The ticket offices are closed. I walk to the gate anyway, and ask the security guy if there is any way we can buy some tickets. He says no. There's only 45 minutes of the show left anyway. Angelice starts to sniffle.  I pick her up, and she lays on my shoulder.  A guy walks by, "Hey, I have one ticket, do you need one?"  I just sort of look at him.  The security guy says, "Someone handed me one that couldn't be used on the way in, too. You want it?"  DUH!!! Crying 7 year old JoBro fan here!!!!  So we grab them, FOR FREE!!!! And head on in to the show.  It was a mob scene. It was so cool!  I fumbled with my camera trying to find the right setting, it seems darkness with flashes of light while trying to focus on an object far away with waving arms in front of you is not a setting on my camera, LOL! So the pics are not great, but it's the best I could do.  We had SO MUCH FUN! And Angelice is a better bus stalker than I was, yet, she still has much to learn.  I so hope I can teach her soon since New Kids all but announced another tour after a hiatus later this year.  If Boise is on the list, we are sooooooo THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352924150918437922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloJ30aXCI/AAAAAAAAANU/8tJB0K26UYs/s320/Jonas+Brothers+040.jpg" /&gt;Sorry for the wonky formatting. I tried to fix it.  I wish there was a better way to download pictures on this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a really cool picture on my viewfinder, but not so much when posted.  Jonas is kind of like boy band meets rock band. These boys do NOT suck.  Nick's drum solo was smokin'.&lt;/div&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloJk68qYI/AAAAAAAAANM/wGW96iqV8Ik/s1600-h/Jonas+Brothers+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352924145845578114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloJk68qYI/AAAAAAAAANM/wGW96iqV8Ik/s320/Jonas+Brothers+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of interaction between the boys and the rest of the band.  I was impressed by their musical talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloJdnK4RI/AAAAAAAAANE/6raamCL6wVY/s1600-h/Jonas+Brothers+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352924143883575570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloJdnK4RI/AAAAAAAAANE/6raamCL6wVY/s320/Jonas+Brothers+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the floating stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloI8dEE2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/L94uSmCJqmY/s1600-h/Jonas+Brothers+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352924134982816610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SkloI8dEE2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/L94uSmCJqmY/s320/Jonas+Brothers+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Nick on the drums. He plays both guitar and drums, and oh my, he is very good. They all are.&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/8871807664864016890-2021998459603828308?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/2021998459603828308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/jonas-awwww-yeah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2021998459603828308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2021998459603828308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/jonas-awwww-yeah.html' title='Jonas. AWWWW YEAH!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SklpAvQ-UcI/AAAAAAAAANk/jyQFv3aIm6E/s72-c/Jonas+Brothers+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4057448125197922054</id><published>2009-06-21T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:11:05.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8dHwAbavI/AAAAAAAAAM0/JY5qOJC5jTo/s1600-h/June2009+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350026901322427122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8dHwAbavI/AAAAAAAAAM0/JY5qOJC5jTo/s320/June2009+140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ome Dads are just cooler than others.  I picked Ted to be a Dad to my kids because he's one of those guys.  He cooks pancakes for them on his days off. He takes them fishing. Even the girl.  He plays catch in the yard, and encourages his boy to eat worms. Okay so that last one was kinda gross. He didn't really think Jacob would do it.  He burps the baby. He even changes her diapers.  He gets up in the middle of the night to soothe her back to sleep if I can't do it.  He works his butt off at work, and plays his butt off on his days off.  What is most wonderful about Ted is that he is a good example to his boys.  He treats me with respect, and demands that they do the same.  He holds them accountable, expects integrity from them.  That's a real Dad. A Dad who teaches his sons to be men.  And for his girls, he is their rock.  They can always count on Daddy when they are afraid or when they need to feel like they matter too.  This didn't just happen by accident. I chose Ted because I saw in him both a gentleness and a sense of responsibility and loyalty.  I must say, I chose wisely!  He's great! Happy Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;And while we are at it, here are a couple of pictures of the baby.  She's almost two months old now. She's smiling on a regualr basis, but I have yet to capture it on film.  NO, her eyes have not settled on a color yet, although they look pretty brown here.  I can't wait to see what they will finally settle on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8cfNYCDCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XR0usn-wXJQ/s1600-h/June2009+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350026204831419426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8cfNYCDCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XR0usn-wXJQ/s320/June2009+251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't those little bows so cute?  In this picture, she was fussing a bit, but still so adorable!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8ce8tb4WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/dDAGhgeCPGg/s1600-h/June2009+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350026200357790050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8ce8tb4WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/dDAGhgeCPGg/s320/June2009+255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4057448125197922054?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4057448125197922054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4057448125197922054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4057448125197922054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sj8dHwAbavI/AAAAAAAAAM0/JY5qOJC5jTo/s72-c/June2009+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5051358975786433905</id><published>2009-06-05T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:26:34.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo, Roses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sil-pOnHISI/AAAAAAAAAME/mKi8AlpoquM/s1600-h/roses+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343941679613681954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sil-pOnHISI/AAAAAAAAAME/mKi8AlpoquM/s320/roses+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sil-o7GEkyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JAlONhns0A0/s1600-h/roses+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343941674374828834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sil-o7GEkyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JAlONhns0A0/s320/roses+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roses. In our front yard. That we planted. They are going absolutely crazy. Thought I would post them. Because I am so proud.  The rest of the yard looks like...well it looks like someone with 4 kids and works almost 50 hours a week lives here.  But the roses are nice!  How does your yard look?&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/8871807664864016890-5051358975786433905?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5051358975786433905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-roses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5051358975786433905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5051358975786433905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-roses.html' title='Yo, Roses!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sil-pOnHISI/AAAAAAAAAME/mKi8AlpoquM/s72-c/roses+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-908559845062143194</id><published>2009-05-27T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:12:52.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VIOI1qXI/AAAAAAAAALE/QHdvpAadAvU/s1600-h/blogfacebook+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588701597935986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VIOI1qXI/AAAAAAAAALE/QHdvpAadAvU/s320/blogfacebook+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are Holly at about two weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHj1QMKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SvnboihTW_Q/s1600-h/blogfacebook+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588690241499298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHj1QMKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SvnboihTW_Q/s320/blogfacebook+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHbCZ3AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i9Ifc4rI0CA/s1600-h/blogfacebook+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588687880739842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHbCZ3AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i9Ifc4rI0CA/s320/blogfacebook+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Ben and Kayla from the trip to Sacramento earlier this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHC-W-hI/AAAAAAAAAKs/u05oYnBkuJw/s1600-h/blogfacebook+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588681421322770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VHC-W-hI/AAAAAAAAAKs/u05oYnBkuJw/s320/blogfacebook+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake being goofy at the father son campout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VGx48YsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QeptoMAYsYw/s1600-h/blogfacebook+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588676835205826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VGx48YsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QeptoMAYsYw/s320/blogfacebook+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys getting off the waterslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When do we just give up on potty training? Seriously, I am at my wit's end. But other than that things with us are great. Ted is back to work after taking time off tohelp out with the new baby. She's 4 weeks old, and STILL a great sleeper! The kids are in their last few days of school, and having so much fun with all the end of the year activities. They spend all day playing outside, and it's warm enough to play in the water. We're going through lots of towels, and I am forever barking "SHUT THE DOOR! The air conditioner is on!" I am at a point in my recovery that I am starting to think about taking trips this summer. Had you asked me a week ago, I would have cried at the thought. You know, it isn't easy taking care of four kids and a house. To be honest, most of my day is just filled taking care of the four kids, I don't have time for the house. But I wouldn't have it any other way. These kids mean the world to me, and being their mom is the greatest privilige and blessing I could hope for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/8871807664864016890-908559845062143194?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/908559845062143194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/05/status-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/908559845062143194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/908559845062143194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/05/status-update.html' title='Status Update'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/Sh2VIOI1qXI/AAAAAAAAALE/QHdvpAadAvU/s72-c/blogfacebook+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-2165429224269781259</id><published>2009-05-17T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:51:40.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Holly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/ShBYGsFssSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/61bhC124Vhs/s1600-h/Holly+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862430371557666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/ShBYGsFssSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/61bhC124Vhs/s320/Holly+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a crazy scene!  How did I get four kids?!?! Anyway, Holly was born April 30 after a marathon 14 hour labor.  My water broke a little after midnight on the 30th, and we noticed that the fluid was sort of murky and green, so we called the midwife.  She had us come in to monitor the baby, even though my contractions hadn't really started in any pattern yet.   We had lined up our neighbor to come sack out on the couch so the kids wouldn't wake up alone, but they happened to be gone.  So, we woke up Jake, told him Dad was taking me to the birth center, and that he would be right back.  We resigned ourselves to the possibility that Ted would miss the birth of his last child.  I think I was more upset about that than I thought, because while my contractions started coming every 7 minutes as we were getting ready to go, they stalled out as soon as Ted left the birth center, and started coming more like every 15 minutes.  I think subconciously, I didn't want to do it without him, and my mind controlled my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I labored through the night alone, except for the wonderful midwife who came in and monitered the baby every half hour.  There were times when the contractions got really intense for an hour or so, and I was feeling them in my back, so I hopped into the lovely HUGE tub.  It helped me relax and relieved some of the pressure in my hips and back.  Finally, as morning broke, I slept for about two hours with little to no contractions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ted got the kids off to school, and brought Ben with him to the Birth Center at about 10 am.  He stayed for about an hour, but we discovered that Ben was too much of a distraction, so we called around and got a sitter for him.  Ted left again. And I slept.  When he got back around noon, I got up out of bed and started pacing the room.  We talked and laughed between contractions, and they settled into an every 5 minute pattern.  Soon, they were getting so intense in my back that I couldn't stand anymore.  So I laid down, and went into my deep relaxation exercises.  Ted thought I was asleep and not having any contractions, so when my midwife came in to check on us, he asked her about the possibility of having to transfer since my labor seemed to stalling out.  At that moment, my flipped open and I gasped. The pain in my back was so bad, and all of a sudden, I was feeling TONS of pressure at the end of my contraction.  The midwife checked me, and I was only 4 cms...I started to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ted suggested I get in the tub again to help my back pain, and as I slid down into the tub, I knew I was in transition.  The pain was unbelievable and I was shaking. It was hard to stay in control.  So, I sat in the tub for literally four contractions, about 10 minutes, when BAM! I just HAD to push. I couldn't even control it. So I did. And I felt her move down.  The midwife must have heard me grunt, because she burst into the room, and said "DON'T PUSH! Get out of the tub!" I am anemic and they didn't want me to deliver in the water, it dilates the blood vessels and makes bleeding out more likely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could barely walk in that condition and as I stood up, I had another huge contraction, luckily they got me situated before I could bear down all the way, because she crowned right as soon as I got on the birthing chair! I would have pushed her right out onto the floor!! Anyway, the next contraction, they had me blow instead of push, and that was REALLY hard, but I did it, and she slid right out! It was unbelievable! She had swallowed alot of fluid with meconium in it, so they had to suction her before she breathed.  That was a bit scary, and she was puking it all up the rest of the night.  But as soon as she was suctioned, and they put some oxygen up to her, she pinked right up and began to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came out of it without a scratch, and totally credit soaking in warm water for that.  It has been so nice to not have to recover from an episiotomy or a tear with this birth.  I could sit right away with no pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so even though it was a long labor, the actual painful part was very very short, so I am grateful for that.  Holly is an awesome sleeper, so recovery for both of us has been very easy.  My main frustration is caring for a potty training three year old at the same time as a newborn! Wow! I was not expecting that complication!  But we'll get through it, we always do!  She's such a blessing, so sweet, and so precious.   I truly feel complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-2165429224269781259?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/2165429224269781259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-holly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2165429224269781259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2165429224269781259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-holly.html' title='Welcome Holly!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/ShBYGsFssSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/61bhC124Vhs/s72-c/Holly+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-6684673914206334316</id><published>2008-12-30T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:46:13.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelice Loses a Tooth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVqVpbWfqKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c4b1G5-Qnzg/s1600-h/Angel+loses+a+tooth+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701651621980322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVqVpbWfqKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c4b1G5-Qnzg/s320/Angel+loses+a+tooth+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;astnight, after she'd been in bed for awhile, Angelice called out "Mom!  I heard a snap, and I think I broke my tooth out!"  I went to take a look, and sure enough, her previously wiggly tooth was just hanging by a thread.  There was a little bit of blood, which sort of scared her, and she didn't want me to help her get it over with.  I had her rinse out her mouth, and told her to keep wiggling it, and that it would come out on its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later, Ted went in to kiss her goodnight, and she was holding her tooth in her hand with sort of stunned expression on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It came out?  IT CAME OUT!!!"  She's so precious!  She was so excited that a real fairy was going to visit her room, that she could hardly sleep!  But eventually she did, and sure enough, the tooth fairy brought her a dollar in change.  She's a big kid now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-6684673914206334316?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/6684673914206334316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/angelice-loses-tooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6684673914206334316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6684673914206334316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/angelice-loses-tooth.html' title='Angelice Loses a Tooth!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVqVpbWfqKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/c4b1G5-Qnzg/s72-c/Angel+loses+a+tooth+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1950352486349182806</id><published>2008-12-26T18:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:53:44.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Pics Late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYgYTdpbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3uifRhnWbfA/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284297419836466610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYgYTdpbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3uifRhnWbfA/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYgGe5OwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ieU71U6clNY/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284297415052573442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYgGe5OwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ieU71U6clNY/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYf2ABPwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UsLhSL-dvkA/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284297410628108034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYf2ABPwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UsLhSL-dvkA/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few from our Thanksgiving trip to Pocatello, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8871807664864016890-1950352486349182806?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1950352486349182806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-pics-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1950352486349182806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1950352486349182806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-pics-late.html' title='Thanksgiving Pics Late!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVWYgYTdpbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3uifRhnWbfA/s72-c/August+to+Dec+2008+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1733191031753376672</id><published>2008-12-25T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:36:11.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he kids loved their new BYU jerseys from Grandma and Grandpa Frank.  Thank you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aXI05QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F7rSaPJRIGo/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283905890304713986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aXI05QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F7rSaPJRIGo/s320/Christmas+Day+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are enjoying Christmas breakfast.  Everyone heartily approved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aLRk5tI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vSatTAmnPUQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283905887120189138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aLRk5tI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vSatTAmnPUQ/s320/Christmas+Day+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aH4_m1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/kru2wepakPU/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283905886211775314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aH4_m1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/kru2wepakPU/s320/Christmas+Day+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to both sets of Grandparents for their kind and thoughtful gifts this year.  We really enjoyed our Christmas at home, with our little family, but we so missed our extended family, too!&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/8871807664864016890-1733191031753376672?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1733191031753376672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1733191031753376672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1733191031753376672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-christmas-day.html' title='More Christmas Day'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQ0aXI05QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F7rSaPJRIGo/s72-c/Christmas+Day+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-6401771271066802103</id><published>2008-12-25T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:28:25.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ur favorite Christmas Tradition is Dad's special cherry french toast with whipped cream, and hot chocolate with candy canes in it.  I serve it on our snowmen stoneware, because it is color coordinated, and looks so pretty!  Isn't it beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQv0X4s2hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aaY3pIEYl2w/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283900839623973394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQv0X4s2hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aaY3pIEYl2w/s320/Christmas+Day+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning started at 5:30 am, when Ben crawled into bed with us.  He went back to sleep, but unfortunately, I could not.  So I went out onto the couch. Ten minutes later, Jacob got up to use the bathroom, and saw the gifts laid out around the tree.  I told him to go back to bed, and he tried, he really did.  Finally at 7:30, he came out and said "MOM!! I can't wait." I told him to go play video games in the playroom until his siblings woke up.  He came back out at 9 am, and the whole house was still soundly sleeping.  Well, he just wasn't going to take it anymore, and he marched right into our bedroom, woke Dad and Ben, and then went strait into Angel's room to wake her as well.  Ben's face was priceless as he walked into the living room!  I wish I had a camera then!  Here's a few pics of what the kids got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQv0NYGltI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zyto1IGu5bw/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283900836802893522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQv0NYGltI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zyto1IGu5bw/s320/Christmas+Day+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvz1ejzVI/AAAAAAAAAII/c2hZu4hK-BU/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283900830387522898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvz1ejzVI/AAAAAAAAAII/c2hZu4hK-BU/s320/Christmas+Day+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mother was so kind to stand in line for so long to get an autographed copy of Glenn Beck's "The Christmas Sweater" for Ted.  He was absolutely jazzed to get it, it's probably among his most prized possesions, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvz2ffMwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8onCZne7icA/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283900830659851010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvz2ffMwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8onCZne7icA/s320/Christmas+Day+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvzZMLJYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B6zQJhmRKns/s1600-h/Christmas+Day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283900822794216834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQvzZMLJYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B6zQJhmRKns/s320/Christmas+Day+005.jpg" border="0" /&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/8871807664864016890-6401771271066802103?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/6401771271066802103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6401771271066802103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/6401771271066802103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVQv0X4s2hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aaY3pIEYl2w/s72-c/Christmas+Day+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1925484122882517830</id><published>2008-12-23T16:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:44:29.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Being Pregnant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGFgpABNVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dbk9_iCPdTo/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283150633690543442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGFgpABNVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dbk9_iCPdTo/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ere's my first belly shot with this kiddo.  I am 22 weeks here.  Don't mind the bad hair and lack of make up.  Yikes.  I am rethinking posting this!  Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-1925484122882517830?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1925484122882517830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/speaking-of-being-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1925484122882517830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1925484122882517830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/speaking-of-being-pregnant.html' title='Speaking of Being Pregnant!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGFgpABNVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dbk9_iCPdTo/s72-c/August+to+Dec+2008+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-8518417157863537037</id><published>2008-12-23T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:39:07.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun In the Snow!</title><content type='html'>Apparently, here in Boise, snow is only supposed to come in intervals of 2 or three inches, and not stick around for very long.  That is what everyone told us when we moved here.  However, last year, we had snow pretty much from Halloween to Valentine's Day, including a storm that dumped 8 inches all at once.  This year so far, we have had three big storms, each dumping 2 or three inches at a time, all within about 6 days.  Right now, there's about 6 inches on the ground!  Here's some pictures of our day in the snow yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDBPIw9QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/C8u1S0g7b88/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283147895148705026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDBPIw9QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/C8u1S0g7b88/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDAi6BpOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yqCvk_ZuJc4/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283147883275724002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDAi6BpOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yqCvk_ZuJc4/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDAPMynwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5JZAPMcR44w/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283147877985722114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDAPMynwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5JZAPMcR44w/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+128.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGC_1MbGMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/I6KxqEwoGKs/s1600-h/August+to+Dec+2008+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283147871004858562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGC_1MbGMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/I6KxqEwoGKs/s320/August+to+Dec+2008+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake and his friend from next door made a little snow fort by shoveling the driveway and the walk and piling the snow up.  Then, they dug a hole in the middle, and used a sled for a door! This served two purposes: It kept all the kids busy ALL afternoon, so I could put my feet up and rest away some fun contractions; AND, the walk and driveway got shoveled, too!  Woo Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8871807664864016890-8518417157863537037?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8518417157863537037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8518417157863537037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8518417157863537037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun In the Snow!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SVGDBPIw9QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/C8u1S0g7b88/s72-c/August+to+Dec+2008+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4604787879080358741</id><published>2008-12-20T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:20:11.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ben!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3QfoJdhtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tNyWP5EBuRo/s1600-h/Christmas+to+July+2007+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282107179747083986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3QfoJdhtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tNyWP5EBuRo/s320/Christmas+to+July+2007+221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3Qfa6sQ-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/6HqjD7K-lXM/s1600-h/Owen%27s+blessing,+Christmas,+goofy+stuff+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282107176195474402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3Qfa6sQ-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/6HqjD7K-lXM/s320/Owen%27s+blessing,+Christmas,+goofy+stuff+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3QfJffJtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RueFwv6V9b4/s1600-h/Pictures+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282107171517966034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3QfJffJtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RueFwv6V9b4/s320/Pictures+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;en turned three on December 14th.  What a blessing to our family.  How do I describe such a unique, and fun little person, whom we have just come to know?  His little personality is infectious, he is brave and affectionate.  His favorite past times include tackling and sitting on his sister, and bonking his noggin.  Throughout his short life his health problems have tested me.  His contracting rotovirus at about 18 months, and becoming so sick that he didn't grow for half a year was probably the scariest, and most trying challenge I have had with a child. I thank God every day that he is now healthy and growing, and keeping me on my toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all love you little guy!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4604787879080358741?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4604787879080358741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-ben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4604787879080358741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4604787879080358741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-ben.html' title='Happy Birthday Ben!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SU3QfoJdhtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tNyWP5EBuRo/s72-c/Christmas+to+July+2007+221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4599870275725285084</id><published>2008-12-08T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:01:00.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Know Where to Buy These Big Bows?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/ST35eH7ZlzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aZo6zk99wDg/s1600-h/th_baby%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277648634267670322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/ST35eH7ZlzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aZo6zk99wDg/s320/th_baby%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ecause we are going to need them! We have been blessed with another beautiful baby girl, which makes two of each. I cannot believe how the Lord has blessed us in this department. I NEVER get what I want. NEVER. But in the children department, I must say, I think the Lord has definately heard my prayers, and He happens to agree with what I think I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, though. These types of hairbows were not in style when I had Angelice, so I have no idea where to get them. I haven't seen them at my usual discount store haunts. So, if you know, or you make them, or whatever, PLEASE post, and let me know. I can't wait to buy some!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4599870275725285084?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4599870275725285084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/anyone-know-where-to-buy-these-big-bows.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4599870275725285084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4599870275725285084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/anyone-know-where-to-buy-these-big-bows.html' title='Anyone Know Where to Buy These Big Bows?'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/ST35eH7ZlzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aZo6zk99wDg/s72-c/th_baby%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-4623991621375240246</id><published>2008-12-04T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:00:59.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Little Break</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just have to focus the little energy and emotion you have into the things that count.  This is one of those times.  I won't be posting for awhile, because we just cannot afford to keep our internet connection in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prophet of God once uttered a perfect word to describe what our family is trying to do at this moment:  Simplify.  Simplify our needs and wants, simplify our lives, our families.  What is most important to YOU?  To YOUR family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri Dew once said: "We no longer have the luxury of doing anything that does not lead us or our families to Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our family, luxuries like satellite tv and high speed internet connections, do not lead us to Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in the future, we can revisit this blog.  Maybe after things settle down a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-4623991621375240246?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/4623991621375240246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/taking-little-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4623991621375240246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/4623991621375240246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/12/taking-little-break.html' title='Taking a Little Break'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-227472934840647119</id><published>2008-11-21T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:57:41.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Our Little Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7kT5AfPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JmJVi9Z5sBY/s1600-h/Christmas+to+July+2007+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247383861165298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7kT5AfPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JmJVi9Z5sBY/s320/Christmas+to+July+2007+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7j4SmC-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/xWjDPx684jM/s1600-h/Christmas+to+July+2007+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247376452291554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7j4SmC-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/xWjDPx684jM/s320/Christmas+to+July+2007+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7j-dZPlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y8rV4_hDeuk/s1600-h/Christmas+to+July+2007+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247378108202578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7j-dZPlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y8rV4_hDeuk/s320/Christmas+to+July+2007+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing she is in our family!  She's a little Mommy, a wonderful artist, so smart and talented in so many ways.  From the moment she was born, she brought great peace and joy and a sense of tenderness into our family.  The spirit is never far from her, it speaks to her in such a loud voice, and she always listens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so proud to call her our daughter!  Angelice was named well.  Happy Birthday baby girl!&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/8871807664864016890-227472934840647119?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/227472934840647119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-our-little-angel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/227472934840647119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/227472934840647119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-our-little-angel.html' title='Happy Birthday to Our Little Angel'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSc7kT5AfPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JmJVi9Z5sBY/s72-c/Christmas+to+July+2007+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-3249568132302083531</id><published>2008-11-17T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:21:41.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from the show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNjx7cOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61Bvf88Pzg8/s1600-h/NKOTB+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269847314687291618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNjx7cOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61Bvf88Pzg8/s320/NKOTB+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNVuvwOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/X7Qrm-2SLIo/s1600-h/NKOTB+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269847310915846370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNVuvwOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/X7Qrm-2SLIo/s320/NKOTB+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNEsCcvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/AbkRvLvGVQ0/s1600-h/NKOTB+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269847306341085938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNEsCcvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/AbkRvLvGVQ0/s320/NKOTB+030.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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCMg0TKCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/68_mhDznMeI/s1600-h/NKOTB+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269847296712058914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCMg0TKCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/68_mhDznMeI/s320/NKOTB+025.jpg" border="0" /&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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCMYLCZxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7p21XfK9Vs/s1600-h/NKOTB+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269847294391510802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCMYLCZxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7p21XfK9Vs/s320/NKOTB+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some seriously good performers.  After all these years, I must say, they are better than they were the first time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoy the few pics I took.  The camera was very distracting to my experience, and I could not stand it.  I had to take it all in with no distractions and my own eyes.&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/8871807664864016890-3249568132302083531?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/3249568132302083531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/photos-from-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3249568132302083531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3249568132302083531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/photos-from-show.html' title='Photos from the show!'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SSJCNjx7cOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61Bvf88Pzg8/s72-c/NKOTB+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-3457513638442180990</id><published>2008-11-06T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:20:47.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season Ends</title><content type='html'>Jacob's team finished the season with but one loss, and earned a playoff spot.  The championship game was played last Saturday against the Owyhee Wolf Pack, who were undefeated.  And twice as big I might add.  It was FREEZING cold, and raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPOvBo67JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cgP463fN2Cg/s1600-h/champs+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265779696615484562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPOvBo67JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cgP463fN2Cg/s320/champs+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the final score:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPOghhp7rI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uhmvyBTDd70/s1600-h/champs+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265779447476907698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPOghhp7rI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uhmvyBTDd70/s320/champs+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Good job Defense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team finished as conference champs, and second place in the league.  Here's Jake with his trophy.  He said after the game: "Well, we did our best, and I am proud to be able to support my team from the sidelines.  I really wished I could have played though.  Next year, I will be bigger, and have more experience, so maybe I will be a starter!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPNvvDQ_3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/b8NUtYF55os/s1600-h/champs+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265778609293950834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPNvvDQ_3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/b8NUtYF55os/s320/champs+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sport!  We are so proud of how disciplined and dedicated he was this year, and look forward to doing it all again next year!&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/8871807664864016890-3457513638442180990?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/3457513638442180990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/football-season-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3457513638442180990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/3457513638442180990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/football-season-ends.html' title='Football Season Ends'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPOvBo67JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cgP463fN2Cg/s72-c/champs+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-362164930692628671</id><published>2008-11-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:54:18.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween fun</title><content type='html'>Yay for Halloween! Jacob had football practice a half hour into the school carnival so he went as a football player!  Here he is with his friend Jason who also went as a football player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIe8u8VmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hzUPcojzz9w/s1600-h/Halloween+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265772823350892130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIe8u8VmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hzUPcojzz9w/s320/Halloween+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelice went as a witch, and Ben went as a knight.  We are standing in line to get balloons here. Oh.  Ted went as an Optician!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIerPP7ZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3EcbFXqE1C8/s1600-h/Halloween+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265772818654555538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIerPP7ZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3EcbFXqE1C8/s320/Halloween+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of Angelice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIeSEY1dI/AAAAAAAAADw/XfbOVR4kCCE/s1600-h/Halloween+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265772811898115538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIeSEY1dI/AAAAAAAAADw/XfbOVR4kCCE/s320/Halloween+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had fun.  Next year, I am going to suggest they not try to house 600 people in an elementary school sized gym.  How 'bout opening some classrooms as booths, mmmkay?&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/8871807664864016890-362164930692628671?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/362164930692628671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/362164930692628671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/362164930692628671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween fun'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SRPIe8u8VmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hzUPcojzz9w/s72-c/Halloween+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-1611341186062503373</id><published>2008-10-02T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:13:42.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the Gap.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time, I know.  So, here's a little catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Ted lost another person at work, so he's been working ridiculous hours until he can get someone hired.  In the meantime, he's also doing most of the housework because I have never been so sick in all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever called this "morning sickness" should be pistol whipped.  I have spent the last three weeks or so in a literal fog.  I sleep all the time, I am sick sick sick, tired, shakey, I am pretty sure I have low blood sugar all the time, and I may even be nutrionally deprived, being as I can't eat anything.  I am regularly dehydrated as well because water makes me sick.  I have lost about 6 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all day sickness, with a particular intensity between 4 and 10 pm.  I remember thinking that there is no way I could ever say I am done having kids.  Well, I can say it now, because I am too old for this crap.  Hurry up April!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-1611341186062503373?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/1611341186062503373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-for-gap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1611341186062503373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/1611341186062503373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-for-gap.html' title='Sorry for the Gap.'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-9012708840594689479</id><published>2008-09-13T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:46:51.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Game Today</title><content type='html'>No pics today.  I forgot my camera.  I had the wagon loaded with chairs, drinks, snacks, toys, and umbrellas, and the camera just sort of got left by the wayside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today the Iowa Eagles played the Sunnyside Dark Knights.  They were BIG.  Jacob played guard and right tackle again, playing on the kick off team as well.  He is not exceptionally fast, but he is tenacious, and got by his man (who was three times his size!) often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final score 14 to 0, Eagles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud!  He got lots of kudos from his coaches during the game, and his team mates love him.  This has so far been such a great experience for Jacob.  He has grown leaps and bounds in confidence and knowledge of the game, self discipline and team work.  For  us Moms it is hard to watch our little guys work so hard, and get so beat up on the field.  But as we see our little guys turn into fine young men, we know that it all pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Eagles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-9012708840594689479?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/9012708840594689479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-game-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9012708840594689479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/9012708840594689479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-game-today.html' title='Second Game Today'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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-8871807664864016890.post-8570988716505042078</id><published>2008-09-06T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:52:55.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SML4u-J1uCI/AAAAAAAAADg/NIRXNz599MY/s1600-h/football+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243026402054617122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SML4u-J1uCI/AAAAAAAAADg/NIRXNz599MY/s320/football+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SML4vJ1BiHI/AAAAAAAAADo/t5bwr8VBA6Q/s1600-h/football+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243026405188536434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SML4vJ1BiHI/AAAAAAAAADo/t5bwr8VBA6Q/s320/football+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday was Jacob's first game with the Iowa Eagles. Full contact. Pads and helmets. I was expecting utter chaos. This is the first year of football for a lot of these kids. But I tell you what, the last three weeks of conditioning and coaching paid off! The Eagles beat the Ronald Reagan Elementary Raptors 24-0. One of the coaches joked before the game "If you shut 'em out, we'll buy you all lunch at McDonald's!" Ya. He bought 22 double cheeseburgers and 22 large fries after the game. I don't think coach will be making that promise again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob is the third green jersey from the right; look carefully, the second guy is a little ahead of him blocking someone.  I tried to upload the video from my digital camera of the kids breaking through their banner, but blogger didn't recognize the format.  So, if anyone has any idea how to do that, advice would be appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob's going to be watching this thread, so, if you could leave some comments for him, I am sure he'd appreciate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo HOO!!!  Go GREEN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8871807664864016890-8570988716505042078?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/8570988716505042078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8570988716505042078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/8570988716505042078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SML4u-J1uCI/AAAAAAAAADg/NIRXNz599MY/s72-c/football+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-7966800622834730929</id><published>2008-08-21T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:30:37.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SK36ZED0ooI/AAAAAAAAADQ/l-P93jv4n9M/s1600-h/first+day+of+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237117250195202690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SK36ZED0ooI/AAAAAAAAADQ/l-P93jv4n9M/s320/first+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;esterday was Jacob and Angelice's first day of school. Jacob is in fourth grade and Angelice is in first. The principal asked the marching band from Skyview high school to play pep band music for the kids before school, in the halls as they went to their classes for the first time, and for the national anthem after the morning pledge. It really was a special day, and thanks to a kind teacher on the playground before school, I was able to capture the moment with my kids instead of having to be behind the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck this year kiddos! &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/8871807664864016890-7966800622834730929?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/7966800622834730929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7966800622834730929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/7966800622834730929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SK36ZED0ooI/AAAAAAAAADQ/l-P93jv4n9M/s72-c/first+day+of+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-2011225282046418300</id><published>2008-08-15T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:49:28.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lion" Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKXNar5fDNI/AAAAAAAAACY/BiSd2ZlCumU/s1600-h/lionarond+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234816000232197330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKXNar5fDNI/AAAAAAAAACY/BiSd2ZlCumU/s320/lionarond+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;art of being a stay at home mom is being there for your kids as a playmate.  Kids need to be entertained, and while this doesn't sound like it is getting much "done", it is actually the thing that takes up most of my day.   Sure I could have a spotless kitchen, a sparkling bathroom, and a home cooked five course meal on the table everyday.  I have time to make sure that EVERYTHING is picked up before Dad gets home in the evening, and I could sure accomplish having a home that looks like someone was here to keep it picked up everyday.  But then, I would not have the kind of time I would like to do things like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKXNa8SJRTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pq3DV7K_7Fk/s1600-h/lionarond+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234816004630594866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKXNa8SJRTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pq3DV7K_7Fk/s320/lionarond+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was getting Ben dressed today, and in the back of his closet he saw his Halloween costume from a year ago; a LION.  "Mama, I wanna be lion today!"  Of course, I didn't understand what he meant at first.  Then, taking my head in his hands and turning it toward the back of his closet, he says "Right 'der!  A LIOONNN!!"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have spent the morning running around being chased by the sweetest, funniest, growliest lion ever!  Sure, there's still dishes in the sink, and sure, there's still chocolate cake crumbs under the table from yesterday's dessert.  But I wouldn't miss this for all the clean houses in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-2011225282046418300?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/2011225282046418300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/lion-around.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2011225282046418300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/2011225282046418300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/lion-around.html' title='&quot;Lion&quot; Around'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKXNar5fDNI/AAAAAAAAACY/BiSd2ZlCumU/s72-c/lionarond+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-5211603794445080027</id><published>2008-08-13T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:00:54.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKNY0yRPdiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CFIjwM1mmW4/s1600-h/bfp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234124855805179426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKNY0yRPdiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CFIjwM1mmW4/s320/bfp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;am aware that this is hard to see, which is why I am not at all optimistic about this.  But nonetheless, here it is, a big fat positive pregnancy test.  I understand it is not generally polite to be blabbing about this on a public board, and that a lot of people will think it is strange that I am saying something so early, especially given my past history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But it is what it is, folks.  This is my life, in the raw, and if we lose this one too, well...  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ironically, our first chemical pregnancy was a year ago this month.  Third time is the charm I am hoping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8871807664864016890-5211603794445080027?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/5211603794445080027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-we-go-again_9796.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5211603794445080027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/5211603794445080027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-we-go-again_9796.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKNY0yRPdiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CFIjwM1mmW4/s72-c/bfp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871807664864016890.post-99851381081146626</id><published>2008-08-12T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:45:49.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKItPSHRkFI/AAAAAAAAACI/DIIbZR96-Vo/s1600-h/Christmas+to+July+2007+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233795457541574738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKItPSHRkFI/AAAAAAAAACI/DIIbZR96-Vo/s320/Christmas+to+July+2007+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ur firstborn is nine years old. I keep telling him how fast the time has gone by, that just yesterday, he was a beautiful stranger sleeping in my arms. He just shakes his blonde head at me and says "Oh, MOM!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     But it's true. He's been a gift. He's been a challenge. He's been both the joy and bain of my existence. He's stubborn, proud, smart beyond his years, talented and wise. He's obsessed with football and fishing. He does well in school, and enjoys learning new things. He spends hours watching the Discovery Channel (shark week was must see tv at our house!), his favorites being Man vs. Wild, Mythbusters, Dirty Jobs, and Deadliest Catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     This summer, he has enjoyed teaching his sister how to ride a two wheeler, fishing with his Dad, exploring the neighborhood on his bike, and perfecting his Guitar Hero skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     He's only going to get bigger, which I cannot even fathom, being that he used to be so tiny. He's now over four feet tall, and inching closer to 65 pounds. How did this happen to me? How did my little munchkin grow into a young man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Happy birthday buddy! I hope your life is filled with football games, fishing trips, and dirty jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8871807664864016890-99851381081146626?l=tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/feeds/99851381081146626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/snips-and-snails-and-puppy-dog-tails.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/99851381081146626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8871807664864016890/posts/default/99851381081146626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tedandbeckymcpherson.blogspot.com/2008/08/snips-and-snails-and-puppy-dog-tails.html' title='Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails'/><author><name>The McPherson Family</name><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/_2wbxpFww72Y/SKItPSHRkFI/AAAAAAAAACI/DIIbZR96-Vo/s72-c/Christmas+to+July+2007+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
