<?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-5967903240921423404</id><updated>2011-10-01T09:25:31.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breton &amp; Stephanie Lunt Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-6568620180917941287</id><published>2010-06-18T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:39:55.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world, Madilee Alyssa Lunt!</title><content type='html'>We finally had our baby #4! She is so beautiful and perfect! She was born June 12, 2010 and we named her Madilee Alyssa Lunt and will probably call her Maddi, especially since Tyler named her that before we knew what we were going to name her! So, I guess I better tell you how the labor and delivery went since this was my first kinda normal pregnancy and delivery, ha!ha! Well, I had a doctor appt. on Friday morning, June 11th with Dr. Tran. He had just got back into town and this was going to be the first time I had been checked with this pregnancy, so I was curious if anything was happening down there. Well, to my surprise, but excitement I was dilated to 3-4 and 50% effaced and was 38 weeks, Yay! So, for my benefit he said he would schedule me an induction for the next Saturday when I would be 39 weeks and he would be here, but said he was sure I would go into labor on my own. I was hopeful, but I had already been trying a few things that hadn't worked yet, but was willing to keep trying and if I made it to the next Saturday at least I know I would be able to be induced. Well, Bret and I went on a date on Friday night and ate at La Casita and played some games with friends. We came home about 9:00 pm and took the kids to the temple/church grounds and they played in the grass, while I walked around the parking lot. I had been having a some regular contractions, with just a few that were a little painful so I decided to make the most of it and walk to see if it went anywhere. Well, I walked for about 45 minutes and then we went home. I decided to take a bath and then my contractions relaxed a little bit so I decided to just go to bed. We went to bed around 11:30 pm and I fell asleep for a little while, but then I kept waking up because I would have a pretty painful contraction every now and then, but then they would be mild again so I would try to go back to sleep. Well, finally at 3:30 am I woke Bret up and told him maybe we should go to the hospital and so he started to get up and get ready. Luckily, his mom was staying in Ft. Thomas so we called her and she came to stay with the kids while we went to the hospital. I called the OB and told them I was coming and they were excited and said it wasn't too busy so it was a good night to come in. We got to the hospital at about 4:15 in the morning, they put me on the monitor for a little while and then checked me and I was dilated to 5-6! Yay! Well, my contractions started to get a little more painful. They checked me again about 30 minutes later and I was dilated to a 7! Oh, and then guess what? My water broke! Ha!ha! This is when I usually come to the hospital, my water breaks then I go into labor, but it is usually accompanied by a lot more stress because it is usually way to early! I was so glad that we made it to the hospital before that happened because I really didn't want my water to break in my bed. So, I was starting to feel the pain so I asked for an epidural and it worked awesome! I was so tired by this time after a night with no sleep and finally feeling so relaxed! It was about 6 am at this time and I was 7 so I decided to try to take a nap. Well, at 7 am they checked me again and I was complete! They called Dr. Tran in I think I pushed about 3 times and she was here! It was so great! I had some really good nurses, CNAs, CRNA, and of course doctors! Everything went so awesome and we got to go home the next day with our baby! It was so weird for us to be "normal", but now it was definitely worth the bedrest, medication, shots, and stress to finally have our healthy, baby girl. She was definitely worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319683444537010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3seZk9rI/AAAAAAAAATY/1Ae3Hr997aE/s320/100_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and baby Madilee just a little after the delivery! It was so great I couldn't stop smiling! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319699201450866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3tZGUY3I/AAAAAAAAATg/Z6DJMOqBCrw/s320/100_1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319710777032802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3uEOJwGI/AAAAAAAAATo/pM3-v1sNDkw/s320/100_1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breton, me, and baby Madilee. Bret said he was so proud I knew when to come to the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319729295421394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3vJNR79I/AAAAAAAAATw/hETFx4rs1nM/s320/100_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Tran! He was great and I'm sure glad that he knew what he was doing! I also know that the fasting and prayers were a big part of this little miracle of ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3wAR8ibI/AAAAAAAAAT4/4u4t35rGyOA/s1600/100_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319744078940594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3wAR8ibI/AAAAAAAAAT4/4u4t35rGyOA/s320/100_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Lunt stopped by with Jocelyn, Tyler and Felicity to meet their new little sister! They were so excited to see that she was finally here! My kids had become very curious and Grandma said she had to give them a little anatomy lesson before coming to the hospital to explain how she came out, but apparently it worked because they looked and me and then the baby and didn't even ask me any questions when they came to see her, they were just excited to see her! We are so happy she is finally her and so thankful that she is doing so well! Thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-6568620180917941287?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/6568620180917941287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=6568620180917941287' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/6568620180917941287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/6568620180917941287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-world-madilee-alyssa-lunt.html' title='Welcome to the world, Madilee Alyssa Lunt!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TBw3seZk9rI/AAAAAAAAATY/1Ae3Hr997aE/s72-c/100_1005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-8649826066662529246</id><published>2010-06-05T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T12:27:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on what we've been up to lately :)</title><content type='html'>So this is me at 36 weeks, wow!  I have honestly never made it this far in any of my pregnancies and this was my goal this pregnancy!  Yay!  We are so excited that we have made it this far and hopefully we will have a healthy baby that we get to take home with us when we go home instead of having a baby and going home while the baby stays in the hospital.  I am very thankful that all my other kiddos are healthy now, though, and I know that was definitely a blessing as early as they were born, but it would sure be nice to be "normal" for once, lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479367640890964290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf1qUTeUI/AAAAAAAAATA/CcUP7suR62s/s320/100_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is me at 37 weeks, whoa!  This is starting to get a little uncomfortable!  We fasted and prayed that we would make it to at least 36 weeks and now we are at 37 weeks and is it too much to ask that we could have the baby anytime now?  I'm starting to think that my body doesn't know how to go into labor on its own and I will have to wait till my water breaks or get induced.  I have been walking, jumping on the trampoline, cleaning my house, we even went up to the mountain and hiked around, etc. . . so far, nothing!  I have been having contractions, but I don't think they are doing anything right now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf2F_bB-I/AAAAAAAAATI/iMZdF-fB8-I/s1600/100_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479367648319571938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf2F_bB-I/AAAAAAAAATI/iMZdF-fB8-I/s320/100_1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is a picture of Felicity and Tyler unloading the dishwasher.  I just had to get a picture because Felicity had that towel over her shoulder like she was really doing dishes, so funny!  My kiddos have really been a big help while I was on bedrest.  We paid them a dollar a week if they would:  make their bed, get dressed, brush their teeth, and unload the dishwasher every morning.  It was amazing how much that really helped and how much my kids liked helping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf1NSMM6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qlIg7Etejvk/s1600/100_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479367633097470882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf1NSMM6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qlIg7Etejvk/s320/100_0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  I couldn't forget, Bret got a new pick-up truck!  He has been wanting one for a long time and I told him he could get one after we built our house.  Well, he finally got one after we built our house (2 years later, lol).  It is a Chevy Duramax and he loves it so he's been really nice to me and as long as he's happy with it, that's all that matters!  We sold our other pick-up, it was kind of sad, since it has been a good truck to us, but this truck is pretty nice too!  He also got a chip, exhaust, and wheels/tires of course too!  I mean if you are going to have a truck you have to make it look good too!  lol!  This truck should pull our toyhauler a lot better so maybe we could go camping more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf0ZRj9EI/AAAAAAAAASw/e3Ufn-PfaTA/s1600/100_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479367619136189506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf0ZRj9EI/AAAAAAAAASw/e3Ufn-PfaTA/s320/100_0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqfz_fklYI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y3Q_T0dRuks/s1600/100_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479367612215629186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqfz_fklYI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y3Q_T0dRuks/s320/100_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-8649826066662529246?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/8649826066662529246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=8649826066662529246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8649826066662529246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8649826066662529246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/06/catching-up-on-what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='Catching up on what we&apos;ve been up to lately :)'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/TAqf1qUTeUI/AAAAAAAAATA/CcUP7suR62s/s72-c/100_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-43060748725105039</id><published>2010-04-11T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:44:29.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy update:  29 Weeks and the Joys of Bedrest</title><content type='html'>So, I am 29 weeks along now and pretty excited about it, but as some of you may know my water has broke at 30 weeks with both of my last 2 pregnancies. I am feeling a little anxiety about turning 30 weeks especially since it is fast approaching, but I have been on bedrest for the last 2 weeks and will be on bedrest for the next 7 weeks if I can make it that far! I have accumulated some things to do while on bedrest and that has been helping the time pass more quickly, but I am usually a busy body and like to get things done, just like anyone else I do have my lazy days and I do enjoy those as well, but this 2 weeks worth of "lazy days" are starting make me a little crazy! I can't complain, I feel great, but then again I usually do around this time right before my water breaks! I must say at times I think it would be easier to be on bedrest if I felt sick and didn't want to do anything, but lay down. I also remember my morning sickness days and then again I'm thankful that I feel good and that I just have to tell myself to lay down because this just might help keep this baby in here a little longer! I know that if I am doing what the doctor suggests and with a little prayer and faith this just might work, but if it doesn't at least I won't feel guilty and be wondering if I was just doing too much and I will know that it was just meant to happen again and hopefully everything will still be ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459063300566372514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8J9JgShUKI/AAAAAAAAARk/_pQxNtQJ6Kk/s320/100_0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is a recent picture of me prego (just for you Joni). I have "big days" and "small days", but for the most part I feel pretty good and don't feel too big yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8J9KtS3Q-I/AAAAAAAAARs/8bmWS-TIYew/s1600/100_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459063321237341154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8J9KtS3Q-I/AAAAAAAAARs/8bmWS-TIYew/s320/100_0963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a side picture of my belly right now, so far no stretch marks, but I know it is still too soon to say that! I will say that body butter is my best friend right now :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459063338685252322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8J9LuSxQuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/gbFQKtNTeRY/s320/100_0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh, so here are some of the rules of my bedrest. I can shower once a day, get up to go to the bathroom, of course, sit up some, drive myself to the doctor's office for visits, the doctor even told me since I have little kids at home that it would be reasonable to get up to get them a snack or drink or even pour them some cereal or make them a sandwich, but that I shouldn't be on my feet too long. So, I can't cook big meals, no vacuuming or mopping, Bret does the laundry and I fold it. I can sit or lay down, but I should mostly be laying down. It is a lot of fun especially when I think my kids think that I'm just being lazy when they ask me to come jump on the trampoline and I say that I can't. It has really been nice outside and my kiddos love playing outside so they really look forward to Bret being home and working on his garden and the kids get to play outside with him. My Grandma was here this last week and she took them outside to play, but I think she might have been worn out when she went home, but we'll see her next week and she if she is still willing to come regularly, lol. Well, this is a picture of some bows I recently made for my girls. The little bug bows were a new one for me, but I printed off instructions online and sat on the couch and made some, it was fun and my girls love them! I also have been spending my time reading the scriptures, reading "The Baby Wisperer", crotcheting blankets and burp cloths, watching cooking shows and movies, and just laying down and taking a nap. Tyler is so funny he stuffed his little stuffed animal, Trista, (a little monkey he got for Valentine's Day) in his shirt and would lay by me on the couch and if I were thinking I would have had someone take a picture, it was so cute! Well, so far so good, but hopefully I can keep you updated and I will make it a bit farther this pregnancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-43060748725105039?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/43060748725105039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=43060748725105039' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/43060748725105039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/43060748725105039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/04/pregnancy-update-29-weeks-and-joys-of.html' title='Pregnancy update:  29 Weeks and the Joys of Bedrest'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8J9JgShUKI/AAAAAAAAARk/_pQxNtQJ6Kk/s72-c/100_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-580687925961799680</id><published>2010-02-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:51:11.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day!  I just wanted to say I had a great Valentine's Day, it was probably more like a Valentine's week!  I loved it!  This is us at the George Straight concert in Phoenix, it was Awesome!  While we were in Phoenix he took me to Texas Roadhouse for dinner (boy does he know the way to a pregnant woman's heart), took me shopping the next day, and we even made it to a temple session before coming home.  This all was without kids, yay, thanks, mom :).  Just when I thought I already got my Valentine's Day present, Bret took me out to dinner and a movie for Valentine's week at La Casita (again, he knows me so well, food is definitely the way to my heart these days and he knows my favorite places) and we watched "Dear John".  The movie was good, but it probably wasn't the best movie to watch on Valentine's Day since I did "dear john" Bret while he was on his mission and it brought back some memories, lol.  I felt really bad, but he was a good sport and I hope he knows that I would never do that again, you know I love you, Bret!  Thanks for all the wonderful Valentine's Day gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219742127173362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S4amBXcbrvI/AAAAAAAAARE/lCHZWkMCmIE/s320/100_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219757675091074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S4amCRXWFII/AAAAAAAAARM/g18vqLMe3dg/s320/100_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert featured Lee ann Womack, the pics don't give the concert justice, we were actually sitting pretty close, but it was hard to get good pics with the lighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219767084965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S4amC0a1XhI/AAAAAAAAARU/pPiOB9as5Uo/s320/100_0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Reba, she was actually pretty entertaining, I was very impressed by her because I had never been to see her in concert and I guess I didn't know what to expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219778700351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S4amDfsKFuI/AAAAAAAAARc/KV7o1qVXtvk/s320/100_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And, of course the man of the show, George Straight!  I always love him even though he doesn't do much entertaining, just gets on the stage and sings with his guitar.  I guess it is a good thing he sings pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-580687925961799680?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/580687925961799680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=580687925961799680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/580687925961799680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/580687925961799680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S4amBXcbrvI/AAAAAAAAARE/lCHZWkMCmIE/s72-c/100_0872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-2611061807253933935</id><published>2010-02-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:45:37.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are having Baby Girl #3!</title><content type='html'>This is a profile pic of our new baby, she looks cute, but it will be exciting to see what she will actually look like since Bret and I can't seem to mix any of our kiddos, so maybe this one will be a mix of her sisters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2r4xM4RnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/We6EKUfkLYI/s1600-h/100_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434429424530464242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2r4xM4RnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/We6EKUfkLYI/s320/100_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the arrows pointing to nothing, so we definitely know it is a girl and not a boy because Tyler's was very apparent before they told me what he was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434429437689053410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2r4x95hwOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hjMg_GAFlPk/s320/100_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-2611061807253933935?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/2611061807253933935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=2611061807253933935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2611061807253933935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2611061807253933935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-having-baby-girl-3.html' title='We are having Baby Girl #3!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2r4xM4RnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/We6EKUfkLYI/s72-c/100_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-3623473669408247641</id><published>2010-01-29T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:53:33.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2OgcrAnqDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q36qoSiPc0U/s1600-h/025_25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432361989981055026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2OgcrAnqDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q36qoSiPc0U/s320/025_25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, since it has been a while since we've blogged I guess I'll give you an update on what we did and how the year 2009 ended for us.  Bret is still working as a Dental Hygienist and even thru this economy is still doing well, we are so grateful.  I am still working in OB, PRN, which is nice because I actually love working, but it is nice to not have the stress of having to work and as PRN I don't have to work a certain amount of hours, just when I want.  The girls celebrated their 5th birthday party with a "Princess Party" and got to invite cousins and friends at the park, they loved it!  Tyler was potty-trained shortly after he turned 2 and I wasn't even planning on it, but he actually wanted to and so I did.  I'll admit I was dreading this task since potty-training the twins was a nightmare for me and for them.  He amazed me!  It took him about 3 weeks!  He is now potty-trained and goes by himself most of the time and he doesn't even have to wear pull-ups at night.  I know this is a lot to write about this topic, but this was a really big deal for me and I just love that I don't have any kids in diapers right now.  Bret and I celebrated our 7th year wedding anniversary and I can't believe it has been that long, but at times it feels longer! j/k  It actually has been pretty great, Bret definitely makes my life a lot easier and worth living so I try to do the same for him, but he is probably much better at that than me.  We are now expecting our 4th child (3rd pregnancy how cool is that!) and we know that it is only 1!  We are excited and nervous at the same time.  Since my water likes to break early and I have never made it to 31 weeks without it being broken, the doctor told me I will be on bedrest at 28 weeks or maybe sooner.  I also have to do these hydroxyprogesterone injections once a week till I am 36 weeks, which I am okay with, but I would much rather give shots to people than receive them.  So we will see how this new year will go for us, but we are optimistic and excited for the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-3623473669408247641?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/3623473669408247641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=3623473669408247641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3623473669408247641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3623473669408247641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2OgcrAnqDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q36qoSiPc0U/s72-c/025_25.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-3336399491677155770</id><published>2010-01-29T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:10:35.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is 2010!  Time just seems to fly by faster and faster to me.  Well, we had a great New Year's celebration.  We went to Cami and Clinton's for New Year's Eve for food and games which is always fun and of course the kids love playing with the cousins.  New Year's Day our friends Matt and Michelle came to visit since we hadn't seen them in a while and we finally got to see their new addition to their family!  Ella . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2ODIQQXanI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ebbhmRKaDQw/s1600-h/100_0837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432329753364753010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2ODIQQXanI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ebbhmRKaDQw/s320/100_0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a pic of Jocelyn holding Ella, she was such a cutie none of us could resist holding her and I realized that my kids really do want another brother or sister.  So I'm excited that we are working on that :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-lMy3tyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9SilkleWAVs/s1600-h/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-kRTaz4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bnv4_kngMe0/s1600-h/100_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432324737124192130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-kRTaz4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bnv4_kngMe0/s320/100_0844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Matt, Michelle, Emerson, and Ella riding on the tubes tied to our 4-wheeler while we played in the snow at Mt. Graham.  It was so fun, but it didn't last long when the kids started getting cold, but it was nice because we didn't live far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-j9VfUDI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HR_32cGRnr8/s1600-h/100_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432324731764166706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-j9VfUDI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HR_32cGRnr8/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelle, Ella, Me, Joc, and Felic all getting a ride on the tubes.  I love playing in the snow, but it is hard to hold your bum out of the snow with 2 kids on your lap and your abs aren't what they used to be when you are pregnant :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-jEoPGKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WSOkUAsMdLY/s1600-h/100_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432324716541974690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-jEoPGKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WSOkUAsMdLY/s320/100_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a pic of Bret and Tyler driving the 4-wheeler, Tyler's favorite spot is wherever his dad is, especially when he is driving something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-iA0UsDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7DRrgTruRpk/s1600-h/100_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432324698339061810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2N-iA0UsDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7DRrgTruRpk/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt is always a good sport and it is a good thing he loves kids.  This is Matt holding Joc, Emerson, and Felic while riding the tube and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-3336399491677155770?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/3336399491677155770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=3336399491677155770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3336399491677155770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3336399491677155770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S2ODIQQXanI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ebbhmRKaDQw/s72-c/100_0837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-1973855762597189441</id><published>2009-06-05T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:32:25.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad and Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinTIe5MtdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0GJEYo4i5wk/s1600-h/100_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344034575537190354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinTIe5MtdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0GJEYo4i5wk/s320/100_0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of my Dad on the left, if you don't know him he is a pretty awesome guy.  He married my mom when I was 2 and adopted me and later I was sealed to him when my mom and him went through the temple.  I guess he's the only dad I've ever known so he is my 'real dad', but honestly, if no one told me I probably would have never known.  He has always been a really great dad, I never felt like I was treated any differently, well, except that I was the oldest so the difference in the amount of chores I did and Kaitlin does now, well, no comment.  Ha! Ha!  Anyways, I just wanted to thank you dad for taking on me and mom, I know it was more than you bargained for, but you are an awesome Dad and Grandpa to my kids, we love you so much!  Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-1973855762597189441?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/1973855762597189441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=1973855762597189441' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/1973855762597189441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/1973855762597189441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-dad-and-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad and Grandpa!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinTIe5MtdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0GJEYo4i5wk/s72-c/100_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-3401830644525729972</id><published>2009-06-05T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:58:24.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer has officially started when swimming lessons start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinHAY0TvBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kqwtxs5cs8I/s1600-h/100_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344021242327579666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinHAY0TvBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kqwtxs5cs8I/s320/100_0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I was able to go to swimming lessons and watch since I didn't have Tyler today, so it was a real treat to actually see what the girls were learning and accomplishing, even though they think they can already swim!  LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinHAF_ruFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/unM343dnn_M/s1600-h/100_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344021237275015250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinHAF_ruFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/unM343dnn_M/s320/100_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a pic of Felicity and Jocelyn blowing bubbles and kicking. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344018760620750002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinEv7vStLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tUnvtPHUp5M/s320/100_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a pic of all the kids standing in line and Felicity jumping in the water to the lifeguard, everyone got their turn except for those kids that did not want to, I was so proud my girls are so brave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best part!  The teacher asked if anyone wanted to jump off the diving board and if they did to get in one line and those who didn't to get in the other line.  My girls went in the diving board line without hesitation!  I remember being freakin' scared to jump off the diving board when I was younger and I only did it after my mom threatened to take away my new swimming suit if I didn't do it!  It was addicting after that, I guess, that is probably why I was a lifeguard in high school.  By the way, that was one of the best jobs ever, I could get up, get a swimming suit on, grab a towel, sunglasses, and sunblock and it was off to work with no makeup.   I also got to go to work with all my friends and eat snowcones and nachos all day!  Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344018767272350802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinEwUhKFFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_EphXqiBtO8/s320/100_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of brave little Felicity, I just smiled and waved and off she went!  I love that little girl, and I'll tell you why.  She is always a little worried about the future, at least it seems that way when she asks questions.  She asked Breton the other day, "Dad, who am I going to marry?"  Seriously.  He said, "I don't know, but you shouldn't worry about that right now anyways it will be a long time before that happens, hopefully".  Then Felicity says, "Well, I can't get married yet, because I don't even know how to cook anything so will you tell mom that she needs to teach me?"  I don't know where that came from, but I have been inviting them to help me in the kitchen a little more since then!  She is so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinEwKmqOoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9HtNbfUICAw/s1600-h/100_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344018764611074690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinEwKmqOoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9HtNbfUICAw/s320/100_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jocelyn attempting to jump off the diving board, before she jumped in she told the lifeguard where she was going to jump and to come a little closer so that she would be sure to catch her.  After swimming lessons were over and we were getting in the car both of the girls said, "Mom, we jumped off the diving board and we didn't drown and die!  Yay!"  I guess I have instilled some fear in them by being a little too honest sometimes, but at least they know the consequences of will happen if they jump in the water without mom around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-3401830644525729972?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/3401830644525729972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=3401830644525729972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3401830644525729972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/3401830644525729972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/06/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SinHAY0TvBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kqwtxs5cs8I/s72-c/100_0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-2071907961853944390</id><published>2009-05-30T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:59:46.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kika Graduates 8th Grade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my youngest little sis, Kaitlin or "Kika" as my kids call her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGcqYe8mRI/AAAAAAAAANw/WF9sw4p-vfI/s1600-h/100_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341722884978809106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGcqYe8mRI/AAAAAAAAANw/WF9sw4p-vfI/s320/100_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my youngest little sis, with her neices and nephews.  We are so happy to have you Kaitlin and are so proud of the beautiful young woman you are becoming!  We just wanted to congratulate you on a job well done!  Hope you come and stay with us sometime this summer when you are not so busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-2071907961853944390?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/2071907961853944390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=2071907961853944390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2071907961853944390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2071907961853944390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/05/kika-graduates-8th-grade.html' title='Kika Graduates 8th Grade!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGcqYe8mRI/AAAAAAAAANw/WF9sw4p-vfI/s72-c/100_0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-209670410478361049</id><published>2009-05-30T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:43:58.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to since I last blogged, hmm, alot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mom and Dad celebrated their 25th Anniversay on April 14, 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUT-WYtyI/AAAAAAAAANo/wxupJMbyRIk/s1600-h/100_1885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341713703913436962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUT-WYtyI/AAAAAAAAANo/wxupJMbyRIk/s320/100_1885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the most recent picture of our family.  This is what my parents have started and accomplished.  We love you mom and Dad and you guys are so awesome!  We hope we can follow your example!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The girls joined Dance!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They started at Precision Dance in March and love it, mostly because they get to go somewhere without mom and get to play with all their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUTs8t4wI/AAAAAAAAANg/QipbT2Zij7w/s1600-h/100_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341713699242369794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUTs8t4wI/AAAAAAAAANg/QipbT2Zij7w/s320/100_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Jocelyn and Felicity in their dance recital costumes, they were so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUTBl1i8I/AAAAAAAAANY/-D4O-aIZHk0/s1600-h/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341713687603678146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUTBl1i8I/AAAAAAAAANY/-D4O-aIZHk0/s320/100_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Jocelyn and Felicity outside right before their May Dance recital, I love having twin girls, it is so wonderful to have a sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUS4ByvyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4Px0peCzKBk/s1600-h/100_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341713685036580642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUS4ByvyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4Px0peCzKBk/s320/100_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Felicity and Jocelyn after dance practice showing Tyler and I some of their dance moves and giving us a little preview of what to expect at the upcoming dance recital.  Tyler seemed very impressed and he is very sad when we have to drop them off at dance class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Tyler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler turned 2, March 9, 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUSc2fX0I/AAAAAAAAANI/HxZ4UxacISI/s1600-h/IMG_1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341713677741416258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUSc2fX0I/AAAAAAAAANI/HxZ4UxacISI/s320/IMG_1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We can't believe our baby boy is 2 and not a baby anymore!  He is definitely turning into a little boy.  He keeps us on our toes, he is so busy and curious and if his sisters' can do it, so can he.  He is talking, potty-training (when mom wants to), saying prayers, and just growing up way too fast!  I've really been able to enjoy my little boy, it seemed that when the twins were born there was 2, I was working full-time, Bret was in school full-time, and we were just always in a hurry and couldn't wait till they got to the next stage of childhood.  Now that we've realized that there is good and bad about every stage we wanted to enjoy it a little more along the way with Tyler, but it still doesn't stop them from growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-209670410478361049?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/209670410478361049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=209670410478361049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/209670410478361049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/209670410478361049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-weve-been-up-to-since-i-last.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to since I last blogged, hmm, alot!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SiGUT-WYtyI/AAAAAAAAANo/wxupJMbyRIk/s72-c/100_1885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-7369819187349201151</id><published>2009-02-03T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:00:30.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . Home is the place where we grumble the most, but are often treated the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this quote because it really helps me to realize that I need to appreciate my family more.   This quote is definitely true in our home.  I  love being in my own home.  I feel so blessed to be so loved.  I also feel so blessed to have a family of my own to love and take care of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SYhx5goFqjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bep6dKu8Y3U/s1600-h/us2.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610194425948722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SYhx5goFqjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bep6dKu8Y3U/s320/us2.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I substituted for the sunbeam class this last Sunday in our ward and the kids that were in the class were so cute.  My sister Kaitlin helped during Sunday school and Breton came in during Priesthood to help so it went really well.  When it was time to take the kids to closing exercises I took them into the chapel and Breton went to change Tyler's diaper and this little girl, Mariah, in the class leaned over to me and asked, "was that man that came into our class your sweetie?"  Of course I said, "Yes" and she just smiled really big, it was so cute.  I think sometimes little things like that happen in our lives to bring a little smile to your face and remember how much we love the special people in our lives.  Bret is definitely special.  He is my best friend and is so good to me all the time, he is "my sweetie".  He is so fun to be with and I feel so lucky that I know that I am married to the perfect person for me.  Bret is not perfect, but I know one day he will be because he is always trying to do his best.  He inspires me to be better everyday because I want to be better for him and our children.  He is the best husband and father I could have ever imagined him to be.  He is so helpful with everything and most of the time I don't even have to ask, he just offers.  I know that when he comes home from work he is tired and probably doesn't feel like doing anything, but he is always willing and that makes me feel special.  I just want him to know how awesome he is!  Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SYhx5SczRiI/AAAAAAAAAME/XnmsnygaPNg/s1600-h/100_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610190620509730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SYhx5SczRiI/AAAAAAAAAME/XnmsnygaPNg/s320/100_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my other "little sweeties!".  I feel so blessed to be able to have children and even more blessed that they are happy, healthy, and just so darn cute!  I hope that I can show them more often how much they are loved and wanted in our home.  Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-7369819187349201151?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/7369819187349201151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=7369819187349201151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/7369819187349201151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/7369819187349201151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SYhx5goFqjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bep6dKu8Y3U/s72-c/us2.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-4034732248268678723</id><published>2009-01-27T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:34:22.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Now matter what happens in the past, the future is spotless."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel like this is a good quote to start off the new year with and to carry through the whole year. How many times do we start new year's resolutions and never finish them because we mess up one time and think we've failed? Well, this quote just says what we all need to hear, just because we mess up doesn't mean we can't start over again and again. Looking back on this past year I feel like I have accomplished a lot or at least a lot more than I had thought I had. I know there is much more that I want to do, but looking back on a whole year I really did a lot of things that I wanted and had been meaning to do. So, I thought I would write about my new year's resolutions for this year. I was reading the January 2009 visiting teaching message, 'Stand Strong and Immovable in Faith' and I thought it was just an awesome message to start off the new year because it pretty much listed what our goals should be if we are not already doing them. So I have incorporated some of those goals into my goals for me and our family this year. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Be a positive, happy person most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296107866219191570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SX-OC1olnRI/AAAAAAAAALs/HCDXJgv5rQ4/s320/100_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We all have our days, but I have realized again and again that I have a pretty awesome life. I have a wonderful, loving, helpful, and dependable husband, 3 healthy, beautiful children, and that's just the start. I have no reason to complain or be negative so I've decided to be more positive. I know that when I am happy and positive it doesn't matter what situation I'm faced with as a wife, mother, or nurse I can just handle it so much better when I am positive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Love Myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296106642755677138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SX-M7n4J69I/AAAAAAAAALk/4eALo3-O7z0/s320/DSCN0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know that sounds self-absorbed, but how can you love anyone else if you don't take care of or love yourself? I want to be better about helping me and my family eat a little healthier. I want to continue to work out at least 2-3 days a week because I feel better and I think that makes me want to look better. I also need to do the things that I shouldn't go without on a daily basis: Reading my scriptures and saying my personal prayers so I can have that spiritual strength I need to be better each day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Live like Dave Ramsey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know if you know who he is, but he teaches some very important principles to live by financially and he's proven it. Bret and I have been working on his steps and it feels really good to reach some of our goals and be comfortable in our finances, but we can always be better! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Live principles of self-reliance and provident living.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one that I took from the Ensign, but it is something our family has been working on this past year and that I'm getting better at with experience. I've learned how to 'can' all kinds of things, thanks to my mom and mother-in-law. It is actually easier than I had imagined and it can be kind of fun, especially when doing it with your family and friends. It feels even better when you have your cupboards full of things you did yourself and are working toward a year-supply for your family.  You never know when you might need it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296106639849938546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SX-M7dDX3nI/AAAAAAAAALc/GcxEjZBqaTs/s320/100_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is a picture of my sister-in-law, Joni, me, and her sister, Cassie after a long day of canning chicken. We started at 8:30am and finished at about 8:30pm. The jars of chicken you see are the fruit of our labors! "Whew! I don't think we will be doing that again for a while!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Be worthy and worship in His temples.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Bret and I were first married our goal was to go to the temple once a month, which we were lucky enough to be able to do until I was pregnant with our twins. We just couldn't seem to stick to our goal of once a month for various reasons.   Since then we realized how important those temple trips were to strengthening our marriage and our family as a whole. We have made a new goal which we have been doing and hope to continue to stick with this year. We will both hold and be worthy to hold a temple recommend. We will also go once every other month or more if possible this year. There is so much to learn in the temple and the more often you go, the more knowledge you gain, and the more we will be prepared for our own Gila Valley Temple. We are so excited that it will be so close, so maybe we can go more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-4034732248268678723?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/4034732248268678723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=4034732248268678723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4034732248268678723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4034732248268678723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions-2009.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions 2009'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SX-OC1olnRI/AAAAAAAAALs/HCDXJgv5rQ4/s72-c/100_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-945416488461397282</id><published>2009-01-15T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:01:00.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all had great holidays this season. I don't know if it really felt like Christmas or New Year's this year to me. I guess ever since I grew up holidays weren't the same as I remember as a child. This year my kids made it all worth it though. They were starting to figure out what happens at Christmas and were so excited for everything, which made me really excited to surprise them and see their faces. I even got Breton a few surprises in and believe me that is really hard to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the 2 Christmas cards that we sent out this year to those people we had addresses for. For those of you who I meant to send one to, but was to lazy to call and get your address these were meant for you to see! We hope you all know how much we appreciate all the great friends and family we have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SW9mniYNVYI/AAAAAAAAALU/8W8qdDdel5s/s1600-h/Christmas+card+2008-2.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291560916612896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SW9mniYNVYI/AAAAAAAAALU/8W8qdDdel5s/s320/Christmas+card+2008-2.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was actually the 2nd card we sent out because I didn't make enough copies of the 1st one and I wanted to make more, but the Wal-Mart's picture scanner/makers were "out of order" for a little while so I went to Walgreen's to do some more and they didn't have the same layouts so we had a little variety for people, hope you all felt special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SW9mnbB74EI/AAAAAAAAALM/wfeci3hu6cA/s1600-h/Christmas+Card+2008-1.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291560914640429122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SW9mnbB74EI/AAAAAAAAALM/wfeci3hu6cA/s320/Christmas+Card+2008-1.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the 1st card we made and I really liked it, but there were alot of cute ones to choose from so I guess it was just making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all had a great holiday season this year and hope that this new year is even better than the last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-945416488461397282?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/945416488461397282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=945416488461397282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/945416488461397282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/945416488461397282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SW9mniYNVYI/AAAAAAAAALU/8W8qdDdel5s/s72-c/Christmas+card+2008-2.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-8042572018777522668</id><published>2009-01-08T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:30:17.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Thanksgiving was great!  We went to my family's house for Thanksgiving dinner mostly because we started a few new traditions this year.  We ate BBQ ribs and ham roast instead of the usual turkey.  It was awesome!  I think that is why I love my family so much because they don't always do everything traditional.  My family also wanted to start another tradition this year . . . A "Couple's Basketball tournament".  I think the guys had something to do with starting this tradition, too bad it was after Levi left and not before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbajUFfj_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Iu2nLgpwcWA/s1600-h/100_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289155112615251954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbajUFfj_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Iu2nLgpwcWA/s200/100_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of all of us after the basketball tournament, we weren't smart enough to take one before we got all sweaty, but I guess we had to get one anyways!  I don't think I had played basketball since I was in high school and I don't think that I was all that good then.  Not having played basketball since high school was Joni and Heather's excuse too, but it really hadn't been that long for them compared to me.  I don't know if my mom ever played, but she just fouled everybody to get the ball and I think we let her because we were afraid. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbaixJzGSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CD5Mdh-N36U/s1600-h/100_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289155103238068514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbaixJzGSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CD5Mdh-N36U/s200/100_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Dad, Mom, and Kaitlin they were a team since Kaitlin didn't have a "partner".  I guess Levi would have been her designated partner since he isn't married yet, but he was in the MTC.  I guess it is good she doesn't actually have a partner yet since she is only 13.  Mom, Dad, and Kaitlin didn't win a single game, but they put up a good fight.  I am actually surprised they didn't win, my dad was making shots like crazy and he didn't even look like he was trying that hard and they cheated a little so I'm not sure how they lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYnbgVe3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DBkpODp3JqI/s1600-h/100_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289152984303106930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYnbgVe3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DBkpODp3JqI/s200/100_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heather and Jake won the tournament!  Mostly because of Heather, no offense Jake.  LOL.  Seriously though if it wasn't for Heather bringing the ball in I don't know how Jake would have ever made any of those shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYnM-eLaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X29Z-diqCbs/s1600-h/100_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289152980402974114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYnM-eLaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X29Z-diqCbs/s200/100_0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a little shot of the Championship game with Jake and Heather against Tristan and Joni.   I actually liked it when they played because I got to hold their babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYmxn5eLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/oprzvQRR-oc/s1600-h/100_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289152973060536498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbYmxn5eLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/oprzvQRR-oc/s200/100_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breton and mini-Breton (A.K.A. Tyler) just chillin' watching the games aren't they cute!&lt;br /&gt;I just have so much fun with my family no matter what we are doing, but I just really enjoy being together and I really think that is what the holidays are for . . . to remind us of what should really be important in our lives FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-8042572018777522668?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/8042572018777522668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=8042572018777522668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8042572018777522668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8042572018777522668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2009/01/thankgiving.html' title='Thankgiving'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SWbajUFfj_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Iu2nLgpwcWA/s72-c/100_0371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-2885258295783039417</id><published>2008-11-20T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:02:13.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well, I usually love Halloween.  I love the change of the seasons and weather.  I think every season is my favorite season because I like having the change to something new.  I especially love this time of year though because of all the best holidays:  Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas.  You know, all the holidays with candy and good food!  Unfortunately it is usually the time when kids get sick!  The Tuesday before Halloween Felicity started running a fever and said she didn't feel good so I gave her some Tylenol/Ibuprophen to help with the fever and aching.  I was just patiently waiting to see what other symptoms she would have.  Wednesday afternoon she told me she was hot and itchy and we were in Phoenix (sending Levi off) so it was hot and I didn't think too much right away.  Later that day I checked under her clothes to see why she was so itchy and she had a red, bumpy rash all over her belly and back!  My mom looked at is and said it looked like the start of chicken pox!  Felicity had the vaccine so I was curious if that is what she really had and if she did where did she get it from?  So we took her home and kept her contained from everyone.  Friday night my mom came to see us and the kids to drop off some candy for Halloween since we didn't get to party.  She looked at Felicity again and told me she didn't think it looked like chicken pox anymore.  So Uncle Clinton came to look at Felicity and he didn't think it was chicken pox either.  So we just kept her contained till it went away.  It only lasted a week and totally disappeared so no one really knows what she had, but she's better and no one that we were around has gotten anything that we know of so I guess that is all the matters!  So here are some pictures of the 5 minutes my kids were in  a costume at home for Halloween!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270807445214927778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrcguFG6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/QwULWqguehM/s200/100_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felicity as the "Rainbow Princess", Tyler as a "Rock Dude" (Felicity called him that all night), and Jocelyn as a clown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270807455332439202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrdGaSFKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/I2AiW9H79Vk/s200/100_0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Everyone loved Jocelyn's costume the best.  Thanks to Aunt Cami we borrowed that costume and Jocelyn was really excited to be a clown because she got to wear make-up and we bought her a "honking" nose.  Everyone loved the nose especially Tyler, in almost all of the pictures I have of the kids together Tyler is trying to or is honking Jocelyn's nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWreAm_QnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/46lR4s0_GL8/s1600-h/100_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270807470954988146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWreAm_QnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/46lR4s0_GL8/s200/100_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Jocelyn couldn't resist honking her own nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrdedH9wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eZ-pgXGEJHs/s1600-h/100_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270807461786810114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrdedH9wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eZ-pgXGEJHs/s200/100_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Felicity said she felt so beautiful in her costume.  I'm so glad because I knew she didn't feel great with that itchy rash she had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270807478393261554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrecUaTfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5TmCipCE2eQ/s200/100_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tyler thought he was so funny!  He learned how to take his pants off and walk around.  All thanks to his cousin Ethan!  We babysit Ethan every now and then and one day Ethan just kept pulling his pants down and walking around.  The girls kept laughing and chasing him to help him pull them back up, but Ethan thought they were playing so he would laugh and try to run.  Tyler saw that this was getting a lot of attention from his sisters so he decided to try it and got the same reaction from his sisters so he continues to do it.  It is quite nice when he does it in the grocery store or at church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-2885258295783039417?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/2885258295783039417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=2885258295783039417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2885258295783039417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2885258295783039417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-at-home.html' title='Halloween at Home'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWrcguFG6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/QwULWqguehM/s72-c/100_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-2696367556745788722</id><published>2008-11-20T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:13:29.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Elder Hatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still can't believe my little bro Levi is gone on a mission! He was called to the Portland, Oregon mission and was really excited since he thought he might be going to China. He has such an easy-going personality that I don't know if anyone could tell if he was excited or nervous to go. But we are all really proud of him and what a good kid he is and the man he will hopefully become when his on his mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798861627311346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWjo4XURPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NxxNfo0rxc4/s200/100_0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad, Levi, and Mom after Levi was set apart as an Elder. Can you see Jocelyn she wanted to be wherever Levi was that night, she loves her Uncle Levi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798864928589106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWjpEqZxTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/I-KBTl0875g/s200/100_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levi and Bret talking at the hotel about what it would be like out on the mission, we all could tell Levi was getting a little nervous by this point. It was the night before he flew out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798868174892802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWjpQwYbwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZMpDNAI5PpU/s200/100_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWjpsGCGMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7ECxn3hBBU8/s1600-h/100_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family with Levi at the airport. We had some time before Levi was supposed to fly out so we decided to take pictures before everyone started crying even though my mom was pretty much the only one that cried. Levi always makes our family laugh so it is hard to cry when he doesn't cry. I think we all got a little teary-eyed, but it wasn't quite like when one of the Lunt boys goes on a mission. Only if you were there you'd understand, lol. We are very proud of Levi and he is doing well. We are also proud of my Mom and Dad, my mom said that 2 missionaries came to her house and helped her to join the church and so she promised Heavenly Father that she would try her best to send out 2 missionaries of her own to repay Heavenly Father and those 2 missionaries. It is ironic that she had 2 boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-2696367556745788722?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/2696367556745788722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=2696367556745788722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2696367556745788722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/2696367556745788722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-cant-believe-my-little-bro-levi.html' title='Uncle Elder Hatch'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSWjo4XURPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NxxNfo0rxc4/s72-c/100_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-8145113140953339093</id><published>2008-11-16T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:42:50.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR NEW COUSINS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSEAB5sAz3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/UVhqQg36lJU/s1600-h/100_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269493071665483634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSEAB5sAz3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/UVhqQg36lJU/s200/100_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trista and Emmet were both born October 15, 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trista is my brother Tristan and his wife Joni's new baby girl and she is so cute. I was able to spend some extra time with her when she was born since I've recently started working in OB at the hospital here and that is where she was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emmet is my sister Heather and her husband Jake's new little boy. We didn't get to see him right away. He was born in Silver City, was a couple weeks early, and developed a pneumothorax (collapsed lung) shortly after birth and was flown to Tucson for a higher level of care. He was in the hospital for about a week. He had a rough start, but with all our family's love and prayers he is at home now doing very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269493074026669794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSEACCe9puI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3cEue2cQZ_c/s200/100_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;They are both so cute and we love having more than 1 baby at a time in our family so that there are more babies to hold and love when we are all together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-8145113140953339093?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/8145113140953339093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=8145113140953339093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8145113140953339093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/8145113140953339093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-cousins.html' title='OUR NEW COUSINS!'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSEAB5sAz3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/UVhqQg36lJU/s72-c/100_0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-4980482374979387756</id><published>2008-11-16T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:16:54.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TURKEY HUNTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breton and his brothers went turkey hunting up in Flagstaff this October and the kids and I got invited to go camping with them along with any other wives/kids who wanted to go. We actually got to go up a couple days earlier than the hunt started so we went up and stayed with some friends (Steph &amp;amp; Ky). We also got to go visit some other friends we hadn't seen in a while and I went to the hospital to visit some work friends and to show off our cute kids. We also got to do some shopping for the kids and our house! It was really fun, but we were glad to come home when we did because the day we left it was starting to get really windy and was supposed to snow on the Peaks that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4N4hc7zI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6thQQzr2jOo/s1600-h/100_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269484481418161970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4N4hc7zI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6thQQzr2jOo/s200/100_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bret and his prize turkey, all his brothers shot a turkey as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269484524654303106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4QZlwF4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/H15ojDmQOlo/s200/100_0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jocelyn, Cody, and Logan. Jocelyn was debating whether to touch the turkey or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269484490805902306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4Obfqe-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/hEeoNnAmP54/s200/100_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jocelyn smiling after she finally touched the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269484526612180194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4Qg4i7OI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GafVT2rmzWs/s200/100_0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tyler loves being outside and especially camping! He was so dirty the whole trip, but he didn't care. He mostly liked hanging out by the icechest and food bins because he could go get a snack whenever he wanted. Felicity loved camping mostly because she likes to see her cousins and play all day, but I don't know why I didn't get a picture of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-4980482374979387756?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/4980482374979387756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=4980482374979387756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4980482374979387756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4980482374979387756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/11/breton-and-his-brothers-went-turkey.html' title='TURKEY HUNTING'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSD4N4hc7zI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6thQQzr2jOo/s72-c/100_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-1623859162181503486</id><published>2008-11-16T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:42:08.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OUR HOME SWEET HOME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269478704236903474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSDy9m2GvDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/38Y_Y1xIv1o/s200/100_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our new home! We know why people sometimes build a few times before they settle down in 1 home because there are a lot of things you don't know till you build a home and live in it for a while. Of course these are all minor things and we are getting used to them. Now that we are getting it painted and decorated it is feeling more like home and we love it! We love where we live, our neighbors, our ward, and I feel like that makes you love your home more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-1623859162181503486?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/1623859162181503486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=1623859162181503486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/1623859162181503486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/1623859162181503486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SSDy9m2GvDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/38Y_Y1xIv1o/s72-c/100_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-4070428958479037284</id><published>2008-09-08T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:34:19.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are a Banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243704562878083682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SMVhhIFxcmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/O1BETePSs2I/s200/banana.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mellow, easy going, and a total softie on the inside.People find it really easy to get along with you. You suit most tastes.And while you're very sweet, you're not boring or ordinary.You have an attraction to the exotic, and you could show up anywhere... doing almost anything!You are spirited, energetic, and a total kick to be around.You're also quite funny. Your sense of humor is on the goofy side, and it fits you well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-4070428958479037284?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/4070428958479037284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=4070428958479037284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4070428958479037284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/4070428958479037284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-banana-you-are-mellow-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SMVhhIFxcmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/O1BETePSs2I/s72-c/banana.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5967903240921423404.post-896024310561065828</id><published>2008-08-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:03:09.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been slacking a little in the blogging area, but we are starting anew and going to try to be more regular at adding to it.   Hopefully it will be easier now that we have a camera again!  We didn't do anything really spectacular this summer, but nonetheless it was awesome!  Hope you enjoy the pictures and that we have actually updated our blog!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6ovHBmVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XnVJmF2ePOE/s1600-h/100_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239439688007260498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6ovHBmVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XnVJmF2ePOE/s200/100_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Bret &amp;amp; Steph looking so thrilled for family pictures . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6o1c-RVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Lsg2ZGIF3ko/s1600-h/100_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239439689709929810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6o1c-RVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Lsg2ZGIF3ko/s200/100_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Jocelyn 3, Tyler 1, &amp;amp; Felicity 3 waiting so patiently for the rest of the family to come to the park for family pictures.               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6pC5wGdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZboYSXRBzm4/s1600-h/101_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239439693320296914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6pC5wGdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZboYSXRBzm4/s200/101_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins came to play overnight and the kids were very happy to have some company to play with. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6ppJHLII/AAAAAAAAAEc/eGTDYGrQWrw/s1600-h/101_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239439703585270914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6ppJHLII/AAAAAAAAAEc/eGTDYGrQWrw/s200/101_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bret and the Hatch boys took a boys trip to Las Vegas for "The Great Western Truck Show", I think Dad and Tristan were in heaven!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6pyqGkkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b-bFy5UDT6c/s1600-h/101_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239439706139562562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6pyqGkkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b-bFy5UDT6c/s200/101_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt, Michelle, &amp;amp; Emerson finally got to come and take a tour of the famous "Lunts' Dairy"!  It doesn't matter if you get to see it all the time or it is your first time, but our kids are excited everytime they get to go to "Grandpa's farm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5967903240921423404-896024310561065828?l=bretnsteph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/feeds/896024310561065828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5967903240921423404&amp;postID=896024310561065828' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/896024310561065828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5967903240921423404/posts/default/896024310561065828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bretnsteph.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories-of-summer-fun.html' title='Memories of Summer Fun'/><author><name>Bret and Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07663229569047667247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/S8yWHLoVjII/AAAAAAAAASI/2ib613KCDPo/S220/025_25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgJwFKz6qm0/SLY6ovHBmVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XnVJmF2ePOE/s72-c/100_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
