<?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-7898703109897317478</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:33:30.524-07:00</updated><category term='Baby Benson'/><title type='text'>The Bird Cage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-7263998580393785953</id><published>2009-05-31T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:29:10.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage Sale</title><content type='html'>We had a couple of garage sales to earn money for Jordan to go on his scuba trip to Bonaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got scuba certified last year and joined my sister, Bobe and her family in their scuba post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to come up with 650 dollars. Which is a great price for flight, food, and lodging for 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan sold almost everything from his room and talked his brothers and sisters into selling their&lt;br /&gt;goods too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCA7Os1xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/94UebFxRHfQ/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342045429169968914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCA7Os1xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/94UebFxRHfQ/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a garage sale without TONS of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCATjab0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/7_JUB5M9SsI/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342045418519424834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCATjab0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/7_JUB5M9SsI/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone with their favorite Sonic Drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCAr4xxrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZMB20N9oVhk/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342045425051485874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCAr4xxrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZMB20N9oVhk/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adam with his spidey man mask!&lt;br /&gt;We tried to make him sell it, he just couldn't part with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fun was had, lots of laughs were heard, and Jordan was able to go on his scuba trip!&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon.....&lt;br /&gt;.....Scuba Pics are coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-7263998580393785953?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7263998580393785953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=7263998580393785953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7263998580393785953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7263998580393785953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/garbage-sale.html' title='Garbage Sale'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SiLCA7Os1xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/94UebFxRHfQ/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-4226876375375430459</id><published>2009-05-25T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:17:55.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for some Football?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ShtCyP_5odI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xPoj_n765Uo/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935214233297362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ShtCyP_5odI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xPoj_n765Uo/s200/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carson has been playing flag football. He really has been enjoying himself and doing a great job of playing it. His last game came last week. It was a very bitter sweet ending. For instance, when the first 4 games were played they started at 8 am!! It was quite chilly. Then Arizona got hot and all of a sudden the next 4 or so games were at noon!! (I don't know about you, but I just heard that great little bit of old western music from a Clint Eastwood movie, like someone is about to die!!) Anyway, we all survived. I think that Carson's favorite part of the game is that he "gets" to wear a mouth peice, which he says is very comfortable in his mouth!! I love this kid, he comes up with the funniest things, like when the other team makes a touchdown he says, they think they are all that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ShtCoCYxvTI/AAAAAAAAAII/6LmLn55XoLA/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935038780849458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ShtCoCYxvTI/AAAAAAAAAII/6LmLn55XoLA/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carson, YOU are ALL that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammie loves you so very much!!&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/7898703109897317478-4226876375375430459?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4226876375375430459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=4226876375375430459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4226876375375430459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4226876375375430459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some Football?!!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ShtCyP_5odI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xPoj_n765Uo/s72-c/Picture+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-8729600064033222548</id><published>2009-04-20T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:55:09.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY KY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsRKKMKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/958ZKKqDgjY/s1600-h/ky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326990561071739042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsRKKMKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/958ZKKqDgjY/s320/ky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy, Happy, Birthday Kyle dear!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After experiencing childbirth with Jessica, I said NEVER AGAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stuck to it for 6 years.  When I found out that I was pregnant again, I cried for the full 9 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know!  What a big cry baby I was!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle was the easiest baby to have!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into labor, 2 hours later he was out, not even enough time to even think about any kind of pain killer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no need.  BUT WAIT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pain killers came AFTER the delivery.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hemorrhaging&lt;/span&gt; and they had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;INDUCE&lt;/span&gt; (there's that word again!) me to try to stop the bleeding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All was well after 3 more days in the hospital with a fever and an infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the fun came!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle returned the favor....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...he cried continuously for about 9 months!!!  Okay, maybe 3 months, it just seemed like 9 months.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsnPlN9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/AhVpU1npvlE/s1600-h/kyl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326990567000061906" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsnPlN9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/AhVpU1npvlE/s320/kyl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this little guy look very sweet?Looks are very deceiving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FskZOJtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/esPXH0YePBw/s1600-h/kyle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326990566235186898" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FskZOJtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/esPXH0YePBw/s320/kyle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little guy was the silent, sneaky kind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, just like all the others, I'm running through our upstairs, 2 story apartment, which was a mere 800 sq feet, searching for Kyle and frantically saying his name--okay, YELLING  his name.  Could not hear him, could not see him.  Found him up in the bedroom window sill leaning against the glass, eating a cookie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another time, same thing but found him on the counter,  in the kitchen, huddled in the corner by the microwave, yep, eating a cookie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If there was something to get into, Kyle was there!! He found anything and everything that he shouldn't have.  Jessica was the perfect big sister.  With her dancing and singing through the house he could get away with anything.  Kyle didn't have to talk.  If there was something he wanted, he got it for himself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Everyday was a new adventure with Kyle. Those few short mischief years seemed like forever.  All of the trouble he got into as a little guy was worth it.  He turned out to be quite the kid.    Very loving, and very kind-hearted.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsWqrTaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kiVO3xKWCrw/s1600-h/handsome.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326990562550304162" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsWqrTaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kiVO3xKWCrw/s320/handsome.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This sweater vest makes him look like a choir-boy!  He'll love me for this one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyle, Happy 22nd birthday!!!  You have always made me very proud to be your mom.  Thank you for all your love and kindness!  You have always been such a great example to our family!  It is so awesome to see how you have grown in the gospel and I'm so very grateful for your testimony!  You are an amazing son, brother, husband and father!!  I love you bud!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-8729600064033222548?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8729600064033222548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=8729600064033222548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8729600064033222548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8729600064033222548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-ky.html' title='MY KY'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Se1FsRKKMKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/958ZKKqDgjY/s72-c/ky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-6487410053628144658</id><published>2009-04-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:11:56.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 years ago on April 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was Easter Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My water had broken the day before and I was headed to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doctor, an elderly man, friend of the family, was on his way to Easter Services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tie in place, he made his way to what was called back then, McKay Dee Hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I was not in labor, they had to induce, this word from here on out was a cuss word!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 6 hours into the pain I was begging that sweet doctor of mine for a "C section". He looked at me with those sweet grandpa eyes and said "you will hate me if I do that to you". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; this went on for 6 more long horrible hours. Then finally they gave me an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;epidural&lt;/span&gt;. Life was good and they could barely keep me awake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After pushing FOREVER and not feeling a thing, out came the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;papoose&lt;/span&gt; ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weighing in at 8 pounds and 19 inches long, black hair sticking straight up, pudgy cheeks and beautiful skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY5v3cXaTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-Y0dtOFjudg/s1600-h/jessi+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007103911749938" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY5v3cXaTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-Y0dtOFjudg/s320/jessi+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great Easter present!! Jessica was the best baby, and ever so fun to show off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has had personality plus from the beginning. Loved the spotlight and still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 14 months old she won the Cherry Days Baby Pageant in North Ogden, Utah. She performed for the judges as if she knew what was going on. She got crowned the Queen and there was also a King. He was about 20 months old and when they put the crowns on their heads she reached over and took his off. He cried like, well, a baby. She didn't care, no one was sharing the stage with her! She OWNED the spotlight!! We had the priviedge of riding in the Cherry Days parade on the 4th of July. IT WAS SNOWING!!! Freezing cold! Jessica's cute little button nose was as red as a cherry. She was as happy as could be bouncing to the music from the band and smiling and waving at everyone. She knew how to steal the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY539MXrJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pV53PASeHb0/s1600-h/jessi+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007242894224530" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY539MXrJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pV53PASeHb0/s320/jessi+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11 months old-her first perm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica was the sunshine in our home. She sang and danced all through the house from sun up to sun down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica will always be my sunshine! I love my Easter Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY6IXZfPgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ai6XgqWg7yI/s1600-h/6+yrs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007524806475266" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY6IXZfPgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ai6XgqWg7yI/s200/6+yrs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S. You should hear how she dogs on me for dressing her and doing her hair like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY6IJ35ceI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D5n9YdAtRRA/s1600-h/jessi+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007521175925218" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY6IJ35ceI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D5n9YdAtRRA/s200/jessi+15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;9th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Sea8xfLbcxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gA_g41NvH7s/s1600-h/jessica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325151167781237522" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Sea8xfLbcxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gA_g41NvH7s/s200/jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Jessica!  I love you!&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/7898703109897317478-6487410053628144658?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6487410053628144658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=6487410053628144658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6487410053628144658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6487410053628144658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-baby.html' title='Easter Baby'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SeY5v3cXaTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-Y0dtOFjudg/s72-c/jessi+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-3745578746886252338</id><published>2009-04-03T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:30:46.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's NINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Carson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson turned 9 on March 12th!&lt;br /&gt;We had the best birthday party. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005900306783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgCrKeLG-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_PTCvo5gosY/s200/carson+birthday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A never ending salad bar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005104898445874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgB83WDEjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OjYFdxUa-MI/s400/carson+birthday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rocket pinata, stuffed full of candy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005899598670210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgCrH1WKYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k4gWwKFvZgU/s200/carson+birthday+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005898600007618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgCrEHPx8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QxGaQRo_oxg/s200/carson+birthday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presents! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321009806701357922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgGOi7N62I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OLqZA0G-yNE/s200/carson+birthday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But best of all, we had great entertainment from Bobe and Carson! &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;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0b3c5ea70db3615" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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NINE!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgCrKeLG-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_PTCvo5gosY/s72-c/carson+birthday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-2898851708136087305</id><published>2009-04-03T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:35:43.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "T's" have it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alex gave me the letter "T" to blog about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ell &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ruth i &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;otally &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hink &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;'s are &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;errific!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for Trolls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ90T3AVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ti4uXaesKgM/s1600-h/cute+troll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321021613938245970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ90T3AVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ti4uXaesKgM/s200/cute+troll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I really love them, but I put it on here&lt;br /&gt;for my friend Becky! Because she makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;and I'm trying to return the favor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for Twighlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-PUtpNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/l3yUa7WAup0/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321021621189584082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-PUtpNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/l3yUa7WAup0/s200/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've read each book 2 x's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seen the movie 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't even begin to pick a favorite character, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but if I was forced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jacob would have my vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although I did get a vampire fettish after I saw the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for Tanning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-IsarwI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yKogcrRCJvA/s1600-h/the+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321021619409956610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-IsarwI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yKogcrRCJvA/s200/the+sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing like the feel of the sun on your skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;toes in the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and listening to the waves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for Temples&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Click here for an awe inspiring moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLXYxmaHWQs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLXYxmaHWQs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8 years ago, a little girl, about 6 years old, got up and bore her testimony.&lt;br /&gt;She said that she would be going to the Temple when she grew up, if she behaved herself!&lt;br /&gt;That is my goal too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for Tulips!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-J3dJlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bgW9dQtC2Xs/s1600-h/tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321021619724691026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ-J3dJlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bgW9dQtC2Xs/s200/tulips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love flowers? I love all flowers,&lt;br /&gt;but I think tulips fall somewhere in my top 3.&lt;br /&gt;They are such a beautiful display of nature's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T is for Treadmill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I have a love hate relationship with!!&lt;br /&gt;I dread getting up and getting on it in the mornings,&lt;br /&gt;But love the way it makes me feel afterwards!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I've missed many more "T's" that I love,&lt;br /&gt;but I can't think of anymore. If you would like to do a letter blog, just let me know, and I will assign you a letter, like Y!! JK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-2898851708136087305?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2898851708136087305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=2898851708136087305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/2898851708136087305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/2898851708136087305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/ts-have-it.html' title='The &quot;T&apos;s&quot; have it!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SdgQ90T3AVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ti4uXaesKgM/s72-c/cute+troll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-6740704356872690576</id><published>2009-03-17T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:35:24.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it Forward</title><content type='html'>The Rules:*Be one of the first &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me - something crafty or yummy, who knows?!*Winners must post this challenge on their blog, meaning that they will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;THREE &lt;/span&gt;bloggers who leave a comment on their post about this giveaway!*The gift that you send to your friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Counts!*When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate pictures and comments! If you are not one of the Top Three Commenter's on this post, you can still play along. Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-6740704356872690576?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6740704356872690576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=6740704356872690576' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6740704356872690576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6740704356872690576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-6163815751291347102</id><published>2009-03-11T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:52:45.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweety Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SbkvwTJcl9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yWbZdhOzyVo/s1600-h/200px-I_Taw_a_Putty_Tat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312329742280333266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SbkvwTJcl9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yWbZdhOzyVo/s400/200px-I_Taw_a_Putty_Tat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you love the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tweety&lt;/span&gt; Bird" cartoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love it because that sweet little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tweety&lt;/span&gt; always gets the best of Sylvester.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I hate cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have 50 billion cats in the neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half of which lives across the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see a cat crouched down to attack a bird, I scare the bird away so the cat can't get the bird, unless it is a pigeon. I figure that any cat that catches and eats a pigeon is going to die anyway because pigeons are almost as sick and wrong as a cock roach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the reason for the blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...On Saturday, Carson and I were out weeding my flower garden, for those of you that have seen my "flower garden", yes, I do call it a flower garden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we were weeding, Carson is a great weeder. One of the small cats from across the street comes up and sneaks up on Carson. I told him, "look who came to visit you". He turns and jumps because it kinda scared him. Being the sweet, kind hearted person that he is, he starts talking to the cat and petting it. The cat gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;squirly&lt;/span&gt; and starts to roll around on the ground so Carson, not knowing why the cat is doing that, pulls his hands away. The cat jumps up and makes a &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;attack for Carson's arm. I stomp my foot and scare it away. I tell him, "oh that silly cat wanted to play with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later the cat walks over to me. I put my hand down to pet it, not because I like it, but to show Carson that it is okay, and as I was finishing my whole 2 strokes over the cat, it puts back its ears and tries to bite me. I pull my hand back and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; makes another &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;leap for my hand which was about 3 ft up. So I stomp my foot and scare him away again and tell Carson not to let the cat near him again!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Psycho&lt;/span&gt; Cat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, Jessica and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; show up and we are outside talking and the cat comes back. Jessie loves &lt;em&gt;kitties&lt;/em&gt; and starts to talk to the cat. So I tell them the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;psycho&lt;/span&gt; cat story. Jessie says, it just wants to play. She picks it up and lays in her arms like a baby, purring the loudest purr I've ever heard! Then it starts to meow this horrible, Psycho Cat, yeeeowww, and the cats, 3 big cats come running, yes running, from across the street. The big ones are acting bugged but don't dare get too close. Jessie puts the cat down and bends down and starts petting it. One of the big cats make a run past her. I thought it was going to attack. But it doesn't. The &lt;em&gt;kittie&lt;/em&gt; rolls around on the ground all squirly and puts it's ears back and HISSES then bites her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell her to go wash it and clean it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday she can't bend the finger closest to the bite and it's red!! Psycho rabid Cat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night that Jessie came over yesterday with Carson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the house with a cat outfit on, looking like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312057703413973266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/Sbg4VjZeARI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JyDvEw3nFUo/s400/catss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I woke up. Pretty scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson, Happy 9th Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;You are such a good grandson!&lt;br /&gt;Grammie loves you sooooo MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will always enjoy pulling weeds with Grammie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-6163815751291347102?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6163815751291347102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=6163815751291347102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6163815751291347102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/6163815751291347102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/tweety-bird.html' title='Tweety Bird'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SbkvwTJcl9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yWbZdhOzyVo/s72-c/200px-I_Taw_a_Putty_Tat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-5540779184423612227</id><published>2009-02-16T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:36:01.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Crow about!</title><content type='html'>20 years ago I was trying to tell the nurses and doctors at St. Joesph hospital, in Phoenix, that "this baby is coming!" They were so calmly telling me that "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" probably wouldn't be here for another 12 hours!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... Less than an hour later they were having me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;walk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from a regular room to a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fandangle&lt;/span&gt; "labor, delivery, recovery room". Yes, 20 years ago, this was a NEW thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like "it" was going to drop out onto the floor at any time, I stopped when I got half way across the hall and said "How much further?". Nurse replies, "just across the hall". Trying to keep my legs together and squeezing to keep the baby in, I take tiny baby shuffles to the room "just across the hall". I sit on the edge of the bed to take a breather before trying to put my body in the bed, I say to "its" dad, "it's coming!" He looks down at this time to see the baby crowning! He then yells, "it's coming," to the nurse that was walking out the door. She comes back to see the baby crowning and starts to yell, "We need a doctor in here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; Lou was not waiting for any doctor. She was born with a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;owie&lt;/span&gt; across the middle of her nose where I sat on her face!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute for having her face sat on!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303603185166939058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZou_0mBc7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZR4n5tXw1xQ/s400/kelsie+temple+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; Lou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I can ever express!&lt;br /&gt;You have been such a great blessing to me. I feel so fortunate to have called you mine!&lt;br /&gt;You have always brought joy to our family. Thank you for being you!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to another 20 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303603182263646226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZou_px0uBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9NknN4P1I4s/s400/kelsie+temple+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pazookies&lt;/span&gt; for her birthday cake. Needless to say I could not find 6" round pans anywhere. We had square &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pazookies&lt;/span&gt;. Each candle is a decade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-5540779184423612227?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5540779184423612227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=5540779184423612227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/5540779184423612227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/5540779184423612227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/20-years-ago-i-was-trying-to-tell.html' title='Something to Crow about!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZou_0mBc7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZR4n5tXw1xQ/s72-c/kelsie+temple+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-7433539387641466380</id><published>2009-02-10T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:59:36.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bird Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZJY-jot95I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-jDf2cOUer8/s1600-h/blue+bird+sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301397543109654418" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZJY-jot95I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-jDf2cOUer8/s400/blue+bird+sick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CHOO&lt;/span&gt;0000&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All kinds of flu's fluttering, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fleeing&lt;/span&gt;, flying, by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One just happened to stop by my work and hit 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snuffling, Sneezing, Coughing, Aching, oh wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...That's a commercial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's pretty much how I feel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tissues all over the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cough drop wrappers thrown everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dishes stacked to the ceiling, yep, Mom is sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301399300505369890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZJak2cgfSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/670su3N0t6E/s400/sneeze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-7433539387641466380?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7433539387641466380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=7433539387641466380' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7433539387641466380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7433539387641466380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/bird-flu.html' title='The Bird Flu'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SZJY-jot95I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-jDf2cOUer8/s72-c/blue+bird+sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-8540787683819832269</id><published>2009-01-26T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:27:38.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Like a Bird!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SX4nsylTjmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R-COqlPelOQ/s1600-h/DSCF0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295713862280253026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SX4nsylTjmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R-COqlPelOQ/s320/DSCF0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsie makes this oreo cookie look sooo good--as if you have to make an oreo look good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially a chocolate one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family is doing our own version of "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/span&gt;". There are 10 of us involved with $250 at stake and our contest is going on for 12 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on our 2nd week! Right now there is alot of fun and excitement. With a bit of sabotage mixed in! (Alex)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this will give me the incentive I need to diet and excercise. 10 days into it and so far so good! One day at a time right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex won the first week but only half of us weighed in--I believe the other half were scared!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you Alex! I will get you next week !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296550910998745826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SYEg_cDaEuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9lkLN-tlm5o/s200/wicked+witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-8540787683819832269?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8540787683819832269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=8540787683819832269' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8540787683819832269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8540787683819832269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/eating-like-bird.html' title='Eating Like a Bird!!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SX4nsylTjmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R-COqlPelOQ/s72-c/DSCF0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-9087667235506800471</id><published>2009-01-20T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:49:09.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardinals!!!  WOO HOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How bout them Cards?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293533710762000610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXZo3RSGQOI/AAAAAAAAADo/B4TclA233tY/s320/cards-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Benson is showing you that the Cardinals are &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293533087037013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXZoS9ueP-I/AAAAAAAAADY/Syy-m-ElM2o/s320/cards-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We were all hopping up and down in our seats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not ALL of us. Bryce, Bobe and I were putting together a puzzle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this pic is Jack, in the black recycle shirt, standing over Jamie and Alex, Jack is Bobe's Australian exchange student. He is not a big sports fan and he kinda kept popping in and out of the room with the look of "What the..." on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293533672717424770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXZo1DjkGII/AAAAAAAAADg/lR78bRe273Y/s320/cards-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frank was very happy--yes, this IS Frank's happy face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settle down Frank, try not to get so excited!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there again in the background is Jack, with another "What the..." look on his face! &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 id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293533720995451602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXZo33Z8UtI/AAAAAAAAADw/hLScHuNd7zA/s320/cards-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica and Benson are sporting their Cardinal attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; They are huge Cardinal fans.... Well, I know that one of them loves the Cards! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other one had no say what-s0-ever in what he wanted to wear Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward to Sunday February 1st!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bobe's birthday!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  Forty-Something Woo Hoo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Benson gets blessed!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  Double Woo Hoo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Family in town from Utah!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  Major Woo Hoo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Should be better than the Super Bowl!&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/7898703109897317478-9087667235506800471?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9087667235506800471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=9087667235506800471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/9087667235506800471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/9087667235506800471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/cardinals-woo-hoo.html' title='Cardinals!!!  WOO HOO'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXZo3RSGQOI/AAAAAAAAADo/B4TclA233tY/s72-c/cards-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-350909965960294505</id><published>2009-01-16T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:22:03.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ive been tagged. Thanx Kelsie Lou!!! You know I can't ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....answer with one word. ready.... set.... go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where is your phone? Desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Where is your significant other? Playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 .Your hair color? Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Your Mother? Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Your Father? Witty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292079193319977266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXE9_NkSsTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sL-WeIoMeaY/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     6. Your favorite thing? MiKids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292079184893388642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXE9-uLPJ2I/AAAAAAAAACw/L3rm5vsmh-c/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Your dream last night? Nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292079192552033954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXE9_KtMzqI/AAAAAAAAADA/pqBi3-Ww-MA/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     8. Your dream/goal? Eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The room you're in? Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Your hobby? Crafting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Your fear? Loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Where were you last night? Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. What you're not? Skinny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292079195018436546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXE9_T5PH8I/AAAAAAAAADI/8kxsCxia9gU/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       16. Where you grew up? Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. The last thing you ate? Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What are you wearing? Shabby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Your TV? Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Your pet? Birddie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? Sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Your mood? Ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Missing someone? Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Your car?GrandmaVan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Favorite store? Joanne's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Your Summer?Exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Love someone? Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Your favorite color? Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When was the last time you laughed? Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Last time you cried? Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292081931210249554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXFAelAM1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/srHzdlgAkg0/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                32.Something you crave? Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Why you blog? Fun&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-350909965960294505?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/350909965960294505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=350909965960294505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/350909965960294505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/350909965960294505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SXE9_NkSsTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sL-WeIoMeaY/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-8161069031101792328</id><published>2009-01-09T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:44:18.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeUIiPUrZI/AAAAAAAAACo/DCY7D-th8FA/s1600-h/DSCF1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289359161720876434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeUIiPUrZI/AAAAAAAAACo/DCY7D-th8FA/s320/DSCF1072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What does winter look like in Arizona???&lt;br /&gt;Kind-a like the fall in Utah, without the beauty of the multi-colors.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I miss the most about my hometown in Utah. I love when the trees turn colors. I love to look at the colors all across the mountainside. It makes me want to get out paint and a canvas and start painting. But since I was not blessed with that talent. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a pic of what happens in the winter in Arizona. Then the leaves drop.... and shortly after they bud up and blossom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-8161069031101792328?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8161069031101792328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=8161069031101792328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8161069031101792328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8161069031101792328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-does-winter-look-like-in-arizona.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeUIiPUrZI/AAAAAAAAACo/DCY7D-th8FA/s72-c/DSCF1072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-3775482466366460862</id><published>2009-01-09T10:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:13:04.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benson....Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeThpAsssI/AAAAAAAAACg/SLKsSFyUvzg/s1600-h/DSCF1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289358493523686082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeThpAsssI/AAAAAAAAACg/SLKsSFyUvzg/s400/DSCF1098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeTTHETdrI/AAAAAAAAACY/D2gpd2Ri0Vk/s1600-h/DSCF1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289358243893835442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeTTHETdrI/AAAAAAAAACY/D2gpd2Ri0Vk/s400/DSCF1092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to call this Blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benson Blog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't seem to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;get enough of him!!!&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/7898703109897317478-3775482466366460862?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3775482466366460862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=3775482466366460862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/3775482466366460862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/3775482466366460862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/bensonagain.html' title='Benson....Again!!!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeThpAsssI/AAAAAAAAACg/SLKsSFyUvzg/s72-c/DSCF1098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-4853311491656151049</id><published>2009-01-09T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:08:24.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the rainy days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeP5wPolSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E0VYGpEHegk/s1600-h/DSCF1017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289354509735728418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeP5wPolSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E0VYGpEHegk/s320/DSCF1017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who says in never rains in Arizona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the clouds and rain. It is such a nice change from our usual clear, blue skies. It is a rare thing and so when it happens I soak it in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was actually on Christmas day. It was great. We have had quite a bit of rain this last month. It makes my flowers and lawn look so much better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-4853311491656151049?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4853311491656151049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=4853311491656151049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4853311491656151049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4853311491656151049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-rainey-days.html' title='I love the rainy days!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SWeP5wPolSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E0VYGpEHegk/s72-c/DSCF1017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-4084350468170424087</id><published>2008-12-31T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:32:24.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Feeders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVudNT_GfSI/AAAAAAAAACI/FVumAFkDnJI/s1600-h/DSCF1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285991439678209314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVudNT_GfSI/AAAAAAAAACI/FVumAFkDnJI/s320/DSCF1010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVubjfQIzGI/AAAAAAAAACA/tzb2dYqYRQ4/s1600-h/DSCF1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVubSWvXS_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EC9x22dXxAw/s1600-h/DSCF1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285989327293598706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVubSWvXS_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EC9x22dXxAw/s320/DSCF1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVuafQpeZjI/AAAAAAAAABw/4ek7DhjeGlg/s1600-h/DSCF1010.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/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVuZuSrKQrI/AAAAAAAAABo/zbG8CcpwtYQ/s1600-h/DSCF1010.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVuXnvDo1yI/AAAAAAAAABg/8rnaMZLo0R4/s1600-h/DSCF1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVuWSN__30I/AAAAAAAAABY/c1CobaaKsfE/s1600-h/DSCF1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Benson definitely is as tiny as a baby birdie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Jordan got to feed him. Jordan's first baby feeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Benson turned 6 weeks and weighed 8 pounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's getting big! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see the shade of auburn hair?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a cutie!! And the big kid is pretty cute too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-4084350468170424087?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4084350468170424087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=4084350468170424087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4084350468170424087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4084350468170424087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/bird-feeders.html' title='Bird Feeders'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SVudNT_GfSI/AAAAAAAAACI/FVumAFkDnJI/s72-c/DSCF1010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-3016084065232753898</id><published>2008-12-09T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:20:43.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds of Prey (Pray)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6nx3_8EMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2-I_k6TsnOk/s1600-h/DSCF0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277840288612356290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6nx3_8EMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2-I_k6TsnOk/s320/DSCF0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have THE most amazing Sunday School class. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; too! I'm supposed to be the teacher, but, there is not a Sunday that goes by that they don't teach me something. They are all very smart. There are a couple of kids missing from the picture, and the Sunday School Secretary got into the picture. (Better him than me.) I Love you guys!&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/7898703109897317478-3016084065232753898?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3016084065232753898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=3016084065232753898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/3016084065232753898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/3016084065232753898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/birds-of-prey-pray.html' title='Birds of Prey (Pray)'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6nx3_8EMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2-I_k6TsnOk/s72-c/DSCF0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-4129489937635042479</id><published>2008-12-09T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:02:32.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6W7FwLtII/AAAAAAAAABI/dibccC4lXoM/s1600-h/DSCF0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6VnNEMIcI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y7cuL64pkx8/s1600-h/DSCF0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277820314079470018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6VnNEMIcI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y7cuL64pkx8/s320/DSCF0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new camera!! It is awesome!! And as soon as I learn to use it, it will be even better!! All the pictures are coming out pretty blurry. I can't seem to hold it still. Besides the fact that it's blurry, isn't he the cutest little boo ever!!! Of course, I'm a little bias. He is doing very good, and so are his Mommy and Daddy.&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/7898703109897317478-4129489937635042479?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4129489937635042479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=4129489937635042479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4129489937635042479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/4129489937635042479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-camera.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/ST6VnNEMIcI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y7cuL64pkx8/s72-c/DSCF0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-7176547878102042710</id><published>2008-11-17T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:14:50.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Benson'/><title type='text'>The Hatching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SSGVqvSwjxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7A3JRDg0XNc/s1600-h/Baby+Benson-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SSGU26Bg10I/AAAAAAAAAAw/CYbQsAyXmOY/s1600-h/Baby+Benson-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269656710009640770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SSGU26Bg10I/AAAAAAAAAAw/CYbQsAyXmOY/s320/Baby+Benson-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's Here! He's Here! He's Here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a long week. Probably much longer for Kyle and Jamie than Grammie (me).He arrived Friday the 14th at 4pm. He came 5 and a half weeks early. After hours of labor and over an hour of pushing for an extremely exhausted Jamie, you finally hear the awesome sound of a baby crying! Remember all the pacing that Kyle did all week around Jamie's bed side....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....by Friday morning at 3am he had a stomach bug and went home to die!! So when the baby came he heard the birth via telephone. I was with Kyle and that's why I say the "awesome sound of baby crying". Kyle was kind enough to put it on speaker phone so grammie could listen in. Weighing in at a whopping 6 lb 3 oz and 18 and a half inches long, much bigger than expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went to see my second grandson for the first time. I found him in his mamma's arms, both fully content, and both looking beautiful. Jamie is so beautiful and as you can see from the picture, he is PERFECT!! and BEAUTIFUL!!! &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/7898703109897317478-7176547878102042710?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7176547878102042710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=7176547878102042710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7176547878102042710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/7176547878102042710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/hatching.html' title='The Hatching!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SSGU26Bg10I/AAAAAAAAAAw/CYbQsAyXmOY/s72-c/Baby+Benson-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-8336207209574393761</id><published>2008-11-13T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:45:21.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Bird gets the worm!</title><content type='html'>I've got a grandson coming 6 weeks early!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie has been in the hospital since Monday. She has been poked and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prodded&lt;/span&gt; and still says, in her sweet little tiny voice, "thanks for coming, I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is wearing the floor out around her bed. Waiting on her hand and foot! What a sweet, sweet man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accommodating&lt;/span&gt; her brother with food, and bringing survival needs for Jamie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt;, which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believe she inherited from her Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bobe&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted on the arrival of the newest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sprouse&lt;/span&gt; member.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-8336207209574393761?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8336207209574393761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=8336207209574393761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8336207209574393761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/8336207209574393761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-bird-gets-worm.html' title='Early Bird gets the worm!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-526160005975223015</id><published>2008-10-29T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:49:23.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the tag Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to tell 5 to 7 random things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've thought about it all day at work.&lt;br /&gt;Like you, Alex, I too rub my feet together when I'm falling asleep.  But if there are other feet in the bed then rubbing my feet on theirs is nice!&lt;br /&gt; My OLDER and much wiser sister, Annette and I slept in the same bed in our teenage years.  It drove her crazy.  She would get so mad cuz my feet would go over toward hers and start rubbing, she would FREAK!   She would draw an imaginary line down the bed and if any part of me crossed the "line" she would start hitting!  Which was quite a rude awakening when I was almost to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked my thumb till I was 11!! And no, my teeth are not bucked!!&lt;br /&gt;I just have to fill my mouth with something at all times. &lt;br /&gt;Hence the weight problem.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe at 40 something I should go back to sucking my thumb!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hummm.....New Diet!!!   Cheap too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898703109897317478-526160005975223015?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/526160005975223015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=526160005975223015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/526160005975223015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/526160005975223015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-things.html' title='Random Things'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898703109897317478.post-5498718386539323283</id><published>2008-10-28T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:28:37.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo!  I'm a blogger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SQdhw-fthBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jdppbY5IYBM/s1600-h/IMG_4346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262282183643333650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SQdhw-fthBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jdppbY5IYBM/s320/IMG_4346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know, I know, it's about time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even my little sister Bobe beat me to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put me to shame, she's really good at doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess if you do great and exciting things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then you have great and exciting things to blog about!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this is a pre-warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have really nothing to blog about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except my children and family, pictured above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That would make this a brag spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not a blog spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So bear with me--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With a little help from my beautiful niece Alex,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I might be able to post some pics and fun things on here&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/7898703109897317478-5498718386539323283?l=kayesprouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5498718386539323283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898703109897317478&amp;postID=5498718386539323283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/5498718386539323283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898703109897317478/posts/default/5498718386539323283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayesprouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/woo-hoo-im-blogger.html' title='Woo Hoo!  I&apos;m a blogger!'/><author><name>Kaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15087806196990533470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oXA2pCUH9Y/SQdhw-fthBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jdppbY5IYBM/s72-c/IMG_4346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
