<?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-9092763821239819240</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:38:56.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Sons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1777045465837032843</id><published>2012-01-26T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:38:16.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Can't Get Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701984279707109106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJiRNP424IY/TyGEffLNxvI/AAAAAAAADuw/z0mNHGWCyyM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon loves to listen to music and show off his best moves.  He is so limber and flexible, he often looks like he should be a back-up dancer for Katie Perry (or some other well know artist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iInscU-ol6Q/TyGEeOAuFHI/AAAAAAAADuk/dJOuwClMUNM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701984257919816818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iInscU-ol6Q/TyGEeOAuFHI/AAAAAAAADuk/dJOuwClMUNM/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even at Grandma Judy's house he gets into the groove and finds things laying around that help him get into character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3BD1I508-FE/TyGEeHk4-_I/AAAAAAAADuU/YDXn3QcVeBw/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701982793330018370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4y5DHbra1-I/TyGDI9_TSEI/AAAAAAAADuA/OtYw36f_REU/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas on the other hand seems to always have his mind set on playing soccer, basketball or football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701986670262428642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jx87X58bz_8/TyGGqosBI-I/AAAAAAAADu8/9VdcOQZNY8o/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701984256192478194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3BD1I508-FE/TyGEeHk4-_I/AAAAAAAADuU/YDXn3QcVeBw/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;We got to enjoy our first Grizzlies Hockey Game of the season last week.  We met up with the Armstrong family for dinner before heading over to watch the game.  It ended up being a really good game and the boys had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701984250434293378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrDOAxPAjjw/TyGEdyICDoI/AAAAAAAADuM/dbkvR9vo0ik/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;Lucas lost his first top tooth finally.  I think that thing has been loose for at least a month now and at one point we thought maybe the Tooth Fairy would run into Santa Clause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701982773563356242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLnIqxWkZc/TyGDH0Wj9FI/AAAAAAAADto/d6rxw2fGJp4/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701982765894996818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1UTFzDst7qs/TyGDHXySE1I/AAAAAAAADtc/ImmKSODHavQ/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701982757949202098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNF1_Z4OoCY/TyGDG6L23rI/AAAAAAAADtQ/tGG6AzkXOPM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1777045465837032843?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1777045465837032843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1777045465837032843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1777045465837032843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1777045465837032843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-cant-get-enough.html' title='Just Can&apos;t Get Enough'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJiRNP424IY/TyGEffLNxvI/AAAAAAAADuw/z0mNHGWCyyM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7926622557474364277</id><published>2012-01-25T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T19:34:13.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landon Turns 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtdYmK98QY/TyC5rPNNREI/AAAAAAAADtE/KIwZP2C_kFw/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701761280718488642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtdYmK98QY/TyC5rPNNREI/AAAAAAAADtE/KIwZP2C_kFw/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon started out celebrating his 4th Birthday with a family party at Grandma Judy's house.  Unfortunately Lucas had been really sick so him and I were unable to attend the festivities.  However Steve and Landon enjoyed some of grandma's cooking as well as an ice cream cake for desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xr-8h6RN6M/TyC5ZspgdQI/AAAAAAAADs4/vDKf0L965nU/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760979384169730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xr-8h6RN6M/TyC5ZspgdQI/AAAAAAAADs4/vDKf0L965nU/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760968323417282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2Ts4PshJ8A/TyC5ZDcaxMI/AAAAAAAADss/zDdmk0fdshI/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;Last Tuesday was Landon's actual birthday.  He woke up early to cinnamon rolls and a couple of birthday presents.  He also got to spend the day with daddy since he took the day off work.  The three of us enjoyed playing games that concluded with an extensive Nerf gun battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760959491994962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmMpXxBBgyE/TyC5Yii19VI/AAAAAAAADsg/K_ku_ywpgsI/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;I let Landon choose what he wanted for dinner and would you believe he chose hot dogs??  We also had Brats just to spice things up a little.  He said he wanted brownies instead of cake so that is what he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760951343778882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3dq5i27i1A/TyC5YEMKDEI/AAAAAAAADsU/kNEVPUHwZr8/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760946054280466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYsqLk7AYaI/TyC5XwfCtRI/AAAAAAAADsI/oGfX_0ij0tM/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;Landon decided that he wanted a swimming birthday party at the same place Lucas had his last year.  I was hoping he could be persuaded to go ice skating instead but he was not about to give in to my wishes.  Oh well, we had fun swimming instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkWupfpvqGA/TyC49x6uLpI/AAAAAAAADrQ/X7Rgn3kw3Yg/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760499762212498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkWupfpvqGA/TyC49x6uLpI/AAAAAAAADrQ/X7Rgn3kw3Yg/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to the Rec. Center a little early and so by the time some of his guests arrived for the party, Landon was done with swimming and ready to move on to the presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLOJLWF-s5M/TyC4987RJUI/AAAAAAAADrE/2U_y8UpsQ60/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760502717293890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLOJLWF-s5M/TyC4987RJUI/AAAAAAAADrE/2U_y8UpsQ60/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However once some of our friends showed up, Lucas was content to stay in the pool for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHOBtYUHP9I/TyC37C3mlhI/AAAAAAAADq4/_2lG8U9E42A/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759353261299218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHOBtYUHP9I/TyC37C3mlhI/AAAAAAAADq4/_2lG8U9E42A/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759349307844306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKz6sZVp6Xs/TyC360JBptI/AAAAAAAADqs/kPTVcA0veK0/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the wet weather we had, Nichole &amp;amp; Jim Mathis came down from Lehi to help us celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759332015091698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iqdve91it2E/TyC35zuHL_I/AAAAAAAADqg/LnzwJG1hBLc/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were also joined by Kerrie, Matt, Jack and Aiden Turvey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759332429015634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KL4SoFqL6w/TyC351QzKlI/AAAAAAAADqQ/dPjMgHhttfE/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;Aunt Erin once again was recruited to help out with all the kiddos in the pool.  Someone made the comment that they want an Aunt Erin.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759326943823906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vN2hCJiGDBI/TyC35g1ByCI/AAAAAAAADqI/MLRQz5Ev0f0/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;Landon got quit after getting out of the pool and was not sure what to do with all the attention.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759106448985154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WO2cXrQWQ18/TyC3sra9jEI/AAAAAAAADp8/waUR5SsSfzY/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759094538535394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3tV2qe6wvs/TyC3r_DSgeI/AAAAAAAADpw/whFl9ZA2NWc/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759074360980578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aqLHeU79pk/TyC3qz4ldGI/AAAAAAAADpU/BvHTtXmmL18/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759075441057874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs4ULB8rpaM/TyC3q36GIFI/AAAAAAAADpM/PoRxRPBSGIw/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;We were also joined by the Armstrong family and the Williamson girls.  We are so thankful to have such amazing family and friends who helped us celebrate my baby boys birthday.  He is growing so darn fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760517873990562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NitzthQsMgQ/TyC4-1Y5-6I/AAAAAAAADro/zO5Sa1YIkc0/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;Landon loves his new bike from mom &amp;amp; dad and the way he is growing it will be just the right size by the time the summer rolls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760512297604610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLZZEsrN38k/TyC4-gnZFgI/AAAAAAAADrc/Awh_HoyN94Y/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7926622557474364277?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7926622557474364277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7926622557474364277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7926622557474364277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7926622557474364277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2012/01/landon-turns-4.html' title='Landon Turns 4'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtdYmK98QY/TyC5rPNNREI/AAAAAAAADtE/KIwZP2C_kFw/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-3054991558268418724</id><published>2012-01-10T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:27:40.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Days and Winter Nights.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH6hio3it7w/TwzumxY9usI/AAAAAAAADpA/4u3ULnZKcf0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696189978577320642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH6hio3it7w/TwzumxY9usI/AAAAAAAADpA/4u3ULnZKcf0/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got snow last weekend and we were all so excited to get outside and play.  After shopping around for a new bike for Landon's birthday, we headed over to a nearby park to do some sledding.  We realized that the next time it snows we need to invest in another sled because the boys loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QuUVALzwbxQ/TwzumuZo-GI/AAAAAAAADo0/iCLXomB9MoE/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696189977774848098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QuUVALzwbxQ/TwzumuZo-GI/AAAAAAAADo0/iCLXomB9MoE/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They didn't even complain about having to climb (or crawl in Landon's case) back up the hill.  Nor did either one of them complain about the cold, I was the first one who was ready to go after two hours on the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI4FYrF-6BI/TwzsfAmGc6I/AAAAAAAADoo/zrgWhX6ADKQ/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187646196741026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI4FYrF-6BI/TwzsfAmGc6I/AAAAAAAADoo/zrgWhX6ADKQ/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas was glad that we ran into some of his school friends, as we were far from the only family taking advantage of the white stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Byft50BplO8/Twzset_1vtI/AAAAAAAADoc/x5VC9PFNYvU/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187641204424402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Byft50BplO8/Twzset_1vtI/AAAAAAAADoc/x5VC9PFNYvU/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187630054329106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XWGX5y7434I/TwzseEdcyxI/AAAAAAAADoQ/i76JWqFxI74/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187619972182162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeEQXWZsGtc/Twzsde5rcJI/AAAAAAAADoI/vvOajcdnWRY/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;After sledding we headed home where the boys helped me shovel the driveway and sidewalks before heading inside for a mandatory cup of hot cocoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187612710062450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sTM-eUevOE/TwzsdD2QSXI/AAAAAAAADn4/bagkju5XAfg/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;(A little shout out to Kristen Upp - the boys love this cup and always fight over it!)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187369209047026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpEwJquYsMs/TwzsO4vFp_I/AAAAAAAADno/9B9suvN-dEQ/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;It seems over half of the pictures on my cameras are of Landon running around in his underpants.  In fact when I just walked into the other room to take pictures of the boys, Landon was nearly naked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187347153141554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W42ZJAFGjgQ/TwzsNmkjPzI/AAAAAAAADng/NHhzD2YWCg0/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;Talk about cheap entertainment for a Friday night at the McCormack house.  I was glad that Landon had the idea of running out to the garage to get helmets before continuing play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187334166839778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQGu1AWMSUU/TwzsM2MYAeI/AAAAAAAADnQ/zeuF5U_xHNU/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;And once the box fell apart they moved on to bigger ideas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187325077157730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4gk5rg1gFU/TwzsMUVOd2I/AAAAAAAADnE/ctXQBs-7Fqk/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;I'm not sure whose idea it was to play these games in the first place but we all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696187318360061762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2YmR405c5A/TwzsL7Tvt0I/AAAAAAAADm4/pE5RfPIDKZY/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-3054991558268418724?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/3054991558268418724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=3054991558268418724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3054991558268418724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3054991558268418724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-days-and-winter-nights.html' title='Winter Days and Winter Nights.....'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH6hio3it7w/TwzumxY9usI/AAAAAAAADpA/4u3ULnZKcf0/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-2135075029484730354</id><published>2011-12-29T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T17:32:27.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day - 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7yWm9N_5Qk/Tv0i-nUU8SI/AAAAAAAADlc/6KYGnvnFeqw/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691743963167650082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7yWm9N_5Qk/Tv0i-nUU8SI/AAAAAAAADlc/6KYGnvnFeqw/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's official, Santa came to visit the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McCormack&lt;/span&gt; boys!!  More presents under the tree, the stockings are stuffed and the cookies and milk are gone!!  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691744661953077586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0WrjTkQvCM/Tv0jnSfwYVI/AAAAAAAADlw/raG0Ta93NcY/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;Just in case there was any question at all, the boys  checked to make sure the reindeer ate the carrots we left them.   As much as I hoped for a white Christmas, there was no snow so we couldn't look for any tracks.  We did find a note from Santa and a couple of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' bitty cards from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dobby&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691743951743093986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-0dsSo9OrE/Tv0i98wgDOI/AAAAAAAADlQ/QLWmbsAX7ss/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;I was happy to see the boys were more excited about the toothbrushes in their stockings than the candy.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691769721096791554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfC9C-3-7Ls/Tv06Z7FMZgI/AAAAAAAADms/SsK0EJVBnIM/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691743918676029170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDHzAk9GAX8/Tv0i8BksrvI/AAAAAAAADk4/Y_zTh9KqDK4/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can sort of tell in the picture below, it was still dark outside when the boys started unwrapping gifts.....and the unwrapping doesn't even start until mom and dad each have a camera in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691750628670612706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUWTxUDD8Sg/Tv0pCmQEpOI/AAAAAAAADmI/b_ghsv3EOtY/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;Such a funny picture that I could not resist........typical??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691742654626210962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xl3aGKgSbUw/Tv0hycnvJJI/AAAAAAAADkg/FMR0ft7lIas/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;I love to see the joy and excitement on their faces as they unwrap their gifts.  This to me is what Christmas is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691741448902257858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LnqS6BC58A/Tv0gsQ8vrMI/AAAAAAAADjY/QpChEF9WSGs/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691741444876273554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fV-Khdafvm4/Tv0gsB84B5I/AAAAAAAADjM/LYZJkRlRN-4/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;Christmas can mean so many different things to so many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; people.  At Christmas I am just so blessed to be able to be around friends and family that I love and care so much about.  I know the true meaning of Christmas and one day so will my boys.  I know I also go overboard in the gift department but I just can't help myself.  I grew up in a single parent household with 4 other siblings and a mom who worked her butt off just to get food on the table and a roof over our head.  Now that I am a mom I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to be able to fulfill my boys Christmas wish lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691755048844897218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohsvMueP15I/Tv0tD4rvq8I/AAAAAAAADmU/4p98TSM9RB0/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;Speaking of spending time with family, before eating Christmas dinner with the family on Sunday, Papa Joe took Lucas and Landon into their backyard to shoot an air soft gun.  At least I know for sure my boys will know how to shoot a gun safely.  I think Papa has been waiting for this day for a long time and now will be counting down til the day he takes the boys to the shooting range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691741436778018370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66W1AiEYkV4/Tv0grjyGdkI/AAAAAAAADi0/Hde3nkktcag/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We all had a wonderful Holiday Season and the boys are still enjoying playing with all their new toys.  The last week they have just wanted to stay at home everyday and play with their toys.  Lucas did finally agree to go have a special day with Grandma Judy and go to a friends house for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdate&lt;/span&gt;.  We also went to see the new Chipmunks movie with the Armstrong's.  I am sort of sad to see the kids go back to school next week but also look forward to some much needed "me" time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next year, we wish you all a very safe and wonderful New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-2135075029484730354?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/2135075029484730354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=2135075029484730354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2135075029484730354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2135075029484730354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day-2011.html' title='Christmas Day - 2011'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7yWm9N_5Qk/Tv0i-nUU8SI/AAAAAAAADlc/6KYGnvnFeqw/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1982883570264673721</id><published>2011-12-29T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:20:04.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve - 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2B1i5AU-N9c/Tv0Tj6X6C1I/AAAAAAAADio/MmwZa8aDzAg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691727011752053586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2B1i5AU-N9c/Tv0Tj6X6C1I/AAAAAAAADio/MmwZa8aDzAg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the day on Christmas Eve just hanging out around the house as a family.  We watched one of our favorite holiday movies, ELF.  Before we went to Grandma Judy's house for Italian Beef, we all got to open one present.  Jammies!  Even the 2 Mommy White Dogs got new p.j.'s for Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag46efUi1_8/Tv0Ti_r_ydI/AAAAAAAADic/4sIAC2HbcE4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726995998624210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag46efUi1_8/Tv0Ti_r_ydI/AAAAAAAADic/4sIAC2HbcE4/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726982528418338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BBbzvBMH9s/Tv0TiNgcwiI/AAAAAAAADiQ/swJvOGzwv6o/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;Look at those two cute puppies!!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726972452255794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CVH8G_h4D4E/Tv0Thn-GuDI/AAAAAAAADiE/0cn_JaoJtGM/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;After dinner we exchanged gifts with Grandma and Papa, Aunt Erin &amp;amp; Uncle Chris and Aunt Ang.  The boys were so excited about the Nerf Guns from Uncle Chris and the Soccer Balls and Nets from Aunt Erin.  They could not wait to get home and play with all their goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726481247806370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KULUTH_yeg0/Tv0TFCF1o6I/AAAAAAAADh0/eF5RGUhRIKc/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;They both got Lego sets from Grandma &amp;amp; Papa as well as remote control cars and a book with 25 crisp new dollar bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726479804392466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJn7F4yq2A0/Tv0TE8ts5BI/AAAAAAAADho/28TAG4p2PtA/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726465712722994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hgG5bcQwnzc/Tv0TEIN_FDI/AAAAAAAADhg/fJFlx2ZUUdg/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;We tried to leave Grandma &amp;amp; Papa's house early so we could get home and get everything ready for Santa.  Lucas got the cookies, Landon got the milk and I got the carrots for the reindeer.  Lucas left a note for Santa and Landon left a napkin so he wouldn't leave a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726454233343906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmUcZk9GZjQ/Tv0TDddFp6I/AAAAAAAADhQ/zCju9Wz66DI/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;Lucas also left a note for Dobby, our Elf on the Shelf, that said how much he was going to miss him.  Landon and Lucas were both sad to say goodbye to Dobby, til next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691726447202953490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNJvIy7weIE/Tv0TDDQ6aRI/AAAAAAAADhE/dqfkKQa1mq8/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1982883570264673721?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1982883570264673721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1982883570264673721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1982883570264673721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1982883570264673721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve - 2011'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2B1i5AU-N9c/Tv0Tj6X6C1I/AAAAAAAADio/MmwZa8aDzAg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6905924603833555063</id><published>2011-12-16T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T19:25:18.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvUC7z5k10w/TuwFl8rH9xI/AAAAAAAADg4/wenzTKPzX-Y/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926578962396946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvUC7z5k10w/TuwFl8rH9xI/AAAAAAAADg4/wenzTKPzX-Y/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys are getting so excited for Christmas and so am I.  With a little over a week to go before the big day, I am already done shopping and have even done some baking.  The boys wake up each morning and rush to see who can find &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doby&lt;/span&gt;, our "Elf on the Shelf", first.  Some of our friends have naughty elves but our little guy is nothing but polite.  We have found him swinging from the rafters and driving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Spiderman's&lt;/span&gt; car but he is not much for pulling pranks on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GENOVAHdSYY/TuwFljKzKdI/AAAAAAAADgs/ZUcrYaQISSg/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926572115929554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GENOVAHdSYY/TuwFljKzKdI/AAAAAAAADgs/ZUcrYaQISSg/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We once again are forced to find indoor activities to do, as no one at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McCormack&lt;/span&gt; house is real fond of the cold weather.  The boys love to get into costumes and dance around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oy5dP6YFtTM/TuwFk_t4XZI/AAAAAAAADgg/4AOegrs1kYY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926562599394706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oy5dP6YFtTM/TuwFk_t4XZI/AAAAAAAADgg/4AOegrs1kYY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hjJ_2EKSg/TuwFkv1OpbI/AAAAAAAADgU/M_IVtj8lg44/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926558335247794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hjJ_2EKSg/TuwFkv1OpbI/AAAAAAAADgU/M_IVtj8lg44/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all love to read and one of our favorite things to do in the winter is curl up by the fire and the Christmas Tree and read or color.  Both boys love helping make cookies but soon loose interest when it comes to baking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ-9zh8oZTI/TuwFH5jaREI/AAAAAAAADgI/VyEca2hs8QU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926062728660034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ-9zh8oZTI/TuwFH5jaREI/AAAAAAAADgI/VyEca2hs8QU/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926025607088930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-po0PSuXWBVY/TuwFFvQ8CyI/AAAAAAAADfg/ND2rKmYEc8c/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;So nice to see we are getting our money's worth out of this years Halloween costumes.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926016007987378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-os7u1qCoP38/TuwFFLgVYLI/AAAAAAAADfY/k0xus_sQ9B4/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;Last weekend was unseasonably warm and the boys enjoyed getting outside and riding bikes.  We are all hoping for some snow and a white Christmas, but since we are not traveling I'm sure the weather will be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686924683299166322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1znLwgGB66g/TuwD3mxymHI/AAAAAAAADfM/mkSFRQggXBQ/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;Last Saturday Landon and I went and watched one of our favorite little girls perform in her dance recital.  Landon was so excited to take flowers for Gracie, he would not let me touch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926050168406530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3y05NbOsYQ/TuwFHKw0AgI/AAAAAAAADf8/EwabrVC5_BA/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686926028914736994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RoE7hA40eSg/TuwFF7liv2I/AAAAAAAADfw/e9IMqLZUdGc/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686924676970219154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6e0Nw93Bqdw/TuwD3PM2hpI/AAAAAAAADfA/aWhRMuNR7q4/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;Last weekend we had Christmas with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whetman&lt;/span&gt; family.  Lucas and Landon were so excited to finally get to open a gift!  The boys had fun hanging out with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danee&lt;/span&gt;, she really played well with Landon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686924656496536242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jn5N2fFHBD8/TuwD2C7i6rI/AAAAAAAADe0/xEakyA4dQXs/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;Landon and I got to spend an afternoon with another one of our favorite little girls, Isabel.  She is the sweetest and happiest little thing I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686924648167635874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlE05F2FNO8/TuwD1j5x-6I/AAAAAAAADeo/RzVIF9rL93I/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;Love our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Belbel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686924639513907570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEHz4BB1i4g/TuwD1DqkkXI/AAAAAAAADec/ePOQlEVp_NQ/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Seasons Greetings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-6905924603833555063?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6905924603833555063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6905924603833555063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6905924603833555063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6905924603833555063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvUC7z5k10w/TuwFl8rH9xI/AAAAAAAADg4/wenzTKPzX-Y/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6489158856619064809</id><published>2011-12-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:21:26.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football and Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683213314741482130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgjPv48Vw40/Tt7UZhfvspI/AAAAAAAADd4/VIECgA0QV9k/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I consider myself pretty fortunate in that Steve does not watch that many sporting events on t.v.   Of course when we first started dating that was not the case as we were both enthralled in the Chicago Bulls and Michael Jordan and even went as far as taping games and watching them repeatedly.  Since Jordan retired neither one of us has watched much basketball or any other sport for that matter.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212541270765330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHv_CVLrF7Y/Tt7TsgF9LxI/AAAAAAAADcw/gDwA8xJXUtw/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;Well Lucas has discovered football!!  He loves to watch any game he can and tends to dislike the teams that mom and dad are rooting for, meaning he really dislikes the Chicago Bears and the Denver Broncos.  However he does like the Utah Utes, and the Wyoming Cowboys but is also a big fan of BYU!!!!  Sorry to say it, not sure what we did wrong.  We have tried telling him he cannot be a Utes and BYU fan but he disagrees.  If he is not watching football, he is throwing a little football around the house, playing football outside with dad and brother, playing football at school or playing his newest Wii football game.  Then there is Landon who just goes with the flow - or whatever older brother is doing.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212518861301490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5-bHOb0XCk/Tt7TrMnH5vI/AAAAAAAADcM/gqSZOPY3VXo/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683222674497708082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l0OienwvNy0/Tt7c6VThoDI/AAAAAAAADeQ/Uw00c2c4xT8/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;They even play football in costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212922628513218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6unfaVMCoQ/Tt7UCswuncI/AAAAAAAADdI/np5skZD608Y/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;I like that when they play football at home they are usually on a team against dad and therefor get along great.  Below is a picture of Lucas feeding Landon so that he will finish his lunch sooner and be able to play more football.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683213322788499394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgwcoXnaZPY/Tt7UZ_eTb8I/AAAAAAAADeE/anljSFTL8xc/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and I enjoyed a mommy/son date at Jungle Jims one afternoon.  We both had lots of fun playing the games and trying to find which ones would give us the most tickets for a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAdocuSrbZE/Tt7UD9Ci8jI/AAAAAAAADdg/YIw7XoKaZLI/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212944178082354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAdocuSrbZE/Tt7UD9Ci8jI/AAAAAAAADdg/YIw7XoKaZLI/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas found some of my red lipstick.......what a little "Joker".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212922667857090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqMnk-in49U/Tt7UCs6G9MI/AAAAAAAADc8/RQHg39qMaPI/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;Below is a drawing done by Landon.  Can you tell which figure is the male?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683212534141758626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zJm5XcLR-HY/Tt7TsFiRLKI/AAAAAAAADck/UFAWhYut7cM/s320/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-6489158856619064809?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6489158856619064809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6489158856619064809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6489158856619064809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6489158856619064809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/12/football-and-fun.html' title='Football and Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgjPv48Vw40/Tt7UZhfvspI/AAAAAAAADd4/VIECgA0QV9k/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5439732536022507462</id><published>2011-12-06T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:39:44.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Time with Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxLQUYvprH8/Tt7KpD-O7wI/AAAAAAAADb0/aK1iNnHTHWE/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202586577923842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxLQUYvprH8/Tt7KpD-O7wI/AAAAAAAADb0/aK1iNnHTHWE/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were fortunate enough to spend Thanksgiving in Wyoming with my family this year.  Since my mom had recently moved into her new apartment, we decided to stay in the hotel that my niece Jenika and her boyfriend Sharjeel manage.  The boys were so excited to be able to go swimming over the holiday that they did not complain a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFNk_eTs5Qc/Tt7KoxftyPI/AAAAAAAADbo/ewjv4flNFbg/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202581618084082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFNk_eTs5Qc/Tt7KoxftyPI/AAAAAAAADbo/ewjv4flNFbg/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday we had a delicious Thanksgiving dinner that my sister Terri and her husband Paul prepared.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202564741844354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbD0XeePNmk/Tt7KnyoGzYI/AAAAAAAADbc/-O8NbRm3rrE/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;My brother Robert and his wife Shelly came into town Wednesday night and so we were able to spend some time with them as well.  Lucas and Landon were more than happy to celebrate Christmas a little early with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0pn97JgA0U/Tt7Knskkb1I/AAAAAAAADbM/ap9vyZif4I0/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202563116396370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0pn97JgA0U/Tt7Knskkb1I/AAAAAAAADbM/ap9vyZif4I0/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202559273637778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOM7fEylpDo/Tt7KneQYl5I/AAAAAAAADbE/T5YoU-DFZ04/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and Landon got to spend a lot of time with my great nephew Braeden and great niece McKayla.  I was so happy that they all got along wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwIoQRdfiKA/Tt7KVnPy8GI/AAAAAAAADa0/Eov9kWrwcqs/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202252449443938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwIoQRdfiKA/Tt7KVnPy8GI/AAAAAAAADa0/Eov9kWrwcqs/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202245092310946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNnrvl-M64E/Tt7KVL1t_6I/AAAAAAAADao/O50rBfuOKK8/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202229792577362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5aY80bc6IU/Tt7KUS1-l1I/AAAAAAAADac/w99RVgI1gLs/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202228150818642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTWx_yMKuK8/Tt7KUMujV1I/AAAAAAAADaM/IgBaiOZ_d1g/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683202223303702962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xjuX4gWpOo/Tt7KT6q6ObI/AAAAAAAADaE/zTXumD-xzU4/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;Thursday evening my sister Terri came to our hotel and some of us adults were able to play a fun game of Curses while the kids danced in the conference room and played a mean game of War.  My sister Tonia came into town on Friday with her grandson A.J. and stayed in the adjoining room next to ours.  My fun little niece Kathy was able to spend the night in Laramie on Friday as well and we all stayed up way too late swimming, eating and just hanging out.  Saturday my nephew Kent came over from Cheyenne to visit and Lucas, Landon, Steve and Braeden had fun playing football with him outside in the freezing cold; while us ladies stayed inside getting manicures from Kathy.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683201286413758146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_HEtoFzOyw/Tt7JdYe8LsI/AAAAAAAADZ0/U8frZo8Sa-o/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;Landon loves Grandma Janice's dog Taby, or any dog for that matter.  He also had fun playing with Uncle Bert's dog Kota and Aunt Tona's dog Barley.  This mom thinks this little boy needs a dog of his own.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683201283544418610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIwZdewhFyM/Tt7JdNy1iTI/AAAAAAAADZo/PymrAkqh0ek/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683201270968819842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tMRIB9-9K0/Tt7Jce8lIII/AAAAAAAADZc/lb6PIdG7pwI/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night we went swimming again and had grandma, Aunt Terri and Aunt Tina over to the hotel to watch all the kids swim and to eat and be merry a little bit more.  We had such a fantastic visit and are so thankful for all that my niece Jenika and Sharjeel provided for us.  We hope to repay them when they come for a visit to Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683201264220546818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr4t2SzgU5U/Tt7JcFzqpwI/AAAAAAAADZM/dX3re-ECx8A/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon was well prepared with drinks for the ride home and Lucas.......well not sure what he was eating, but something with cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683201259659352034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V4IFHHRiQgo/Tt7Jb00MV-I/AAAAAAAADZE/x5aNpdpwzIA/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5439732536022507462?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5439732536022507462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5439732536022507462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5439732536022507462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5439732536022507462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-for-time-with-family.html' title='Thankful for Time with Family'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxLQUYvprH8/Tt7KpD-O7wI/AAAAAAAADb0/aK1iNnHTHWE/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5439969159437470315</id><published>2011-11-11T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:30:43.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Party.....and I'll......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5haDdcDFko4/Tr3eyr9L8TI/AAAAAAAADUk/sKtCWDFHKKo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 205px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673936067930878258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5haDdcDFko4/Tr3eyr9L8TI/AAAAAAAADUk/sKtCWDFHKKo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend my friend Sarah threw me a party for my 36th birthday.  I honestly can't remember the last time I had a birthday party!  She made yummy chicken spaghetti, my favorite hot sausage dip, a veggie tray with delish onion dip and my new favorite fat-free pumpkin spice dip that we dipped graham crackers and Nilla Wafers in but would also be yummy with fruit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOwLC9jSWkM/Tr3eyRElJOI/AAAAAAAADUU/4Md4QkIldjg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673936060714132706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOwLC9jSWkM/Tr3eyRElJOI/AAAAAAAADUU/4Md4QkIldjg/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt made one of his famous adult beverages with hand squeezed grapes and lots of other secret ingredients that made lots of us adults sort of silly.  Sarah even brought decorations in my favorite colors!  Her and Matt went all out for the occasion and we all had a fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk9FkhgUCMc/Tr3eyHAmdPI/AAAAAAAADUM/JlrDowbwr3s/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673935563543133170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wcCgea0OPw/Tr3eVU9xu_I/AAAAAAAADTw/1x41r3KXrbM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids enjoyed mac'n cheese and hot dogs and all the pop they could drink.  (Caffeine free of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyDFXuVRDe4/Tr3ex9hlF_I/AAAAAAAADUA/PmG_FncGP7k/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673936058013086962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk9FkhgUCMc/Tr3eyHAmdPI/AAAAAAAADUM/JlrDowbwr3s/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673935558346728258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0C5AlEAog0/Tr3eVBm240I/AAAAAAAADTc/jt2zjRQqJ3s/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;Isabel loved the black olives and really enjoyed smashing the mac'n cheese all over her belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673940367529836146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGcgH3lIQFU/Tr3is9NdfnI/AAAAAAAADUw/ZosYODxqfAQ/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;To top off the party, Sarah also made me my favorite chocolate chip cookie cake.  It was so good and luckily there was left overs for me to enjoy the next day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1sQyafgZAI/Tr3eVebgXlI/AAAAAAAADTk/9kLVgLu0DK8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673934987308445794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5wvqdFF4e7s/Tr3dzyUuMGI/AAAAAAAADSo/K3N55U3VYVI/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 274px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673935566083743314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1sQyafgZAI/Tr3eVebgXlI/AAAAAAAADTk/9kLVgLu0DK8/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessenia and Chad with Isabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673935552956790018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4d5U9fac5oU/Tr3eUthy9QI/AAAAAAAADTQ/rE_-sNA1vXQ/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;The kids all had fun setting up a haunted house in Lucas' room with scary music and all.  They had each adult enter alone at one point throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673935550104818162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBKlP-PtQ9E/Tr3eUi51UfI/AAAAAAAADTE/tnzXWNp_gZg/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673934994166861154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lMF0fEAbIgM/Tr3d0L35TWI/AAAAAAAADSw/3G1Z01S8T9c/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673934986032308930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zp0-0nIoJE/Tr3dztkd4sI/AAAAAAAADSc/Ljm_WdJFarI/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;Of all the people we had in the house that night the only person to break anything was me, when I dropped a shot glass.  Luckily, as most of us know, Steve loves to sweep and he does such a great job at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673934975824534290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BITIWkA3UtU/Tr3dzHivmxI/AAAAAAAADSQ/M4zNMQQO-sQ/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;The fun did not end when we all went to bed because the Armstrongs had their first sleepover at our house.  Luckily it was planned so they were well prepared with jammies, pillows and even the portable playpen for Isabel.  I am so thankful to have such wonderful friends who care about me and my family and am so thankful that all the kids and even the dads get along so well.  Thanks to all who helped me celebrate.  You mean the world to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5439969159437470315?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5439969159437470315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5439969159437470315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5439969159437470315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5439969159437470315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-my-partyand-ill.html' title='It&apos;s My Party.....and I&apos;ll......'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5haDdcDFko4/Tr3eyr9L8TI/AAAAAAAADUk/sKtCWDFHKKo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4880793867671073038</id><published>2011-11-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:00:02.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yT6cWPbVnbE/TrIH-ctwdQI/AAAAAAAADRw/7GbaeBR43yM/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670603650254271746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yT6cWPbVnbE/TrIH-ctwdQI/AAAAAAAADRw/7GbaeBR43yM/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday evening the boys were so excited to carve their pumpkins.  After starting our scary Halloween music we got to work.  They each picked out the face they wanted and did the majority of scooping out the innards of their own pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkroW9Wsudc/TrIH9qIUxhI/AAAAAAAADRo/p-UItSXbdwI/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670603636675495442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkroW9Wsudc/TrIH9qIUxhI/AAAAAAAADRo/p-UItSXbdwI/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670603624049169138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCxf_2BGyR0/TrIH87F-UvI/AAAAAAAADRc/zMO3K4YKOhM/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;For the most part Steve and I did the actual carving until I got brave and let Lucas take over on one of our extra pumpkins......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670603615249100306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PplUubAWtQY/TrIH8aT37hI/AAAAAAAADRQ/5z88dDBI49c/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;For some reason the white pumpkin was a lot easier to carve and using the specific carving tools Lucas was able to do the whole thing by himself!!  Next year I will know that he is capable but sometimes I still have trouble relinquishing control of certain things.  At least I am willing to admit it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670602463548881714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpPh4AUiE0A/TrIG5X5JOzI/AAAAAAAADQ4/miqrLQSVHPI/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;Monday morning Landon got dressed in his costume for his Halloween Party at school.  He was so excited to hand out the goodie bags we had put together.  I was surprised when he asked me to paint his face like a puppy.  When I picked him up I thought all his makeup would be rubbed off but it did not look too bad.  All the little girls at his school kept telling him how cute he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670602450357668290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QA60JnZzjAA/TrIG4mwHScI/AAAAAAAADQs/2H_ONvwds6U/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;He had me wash his face and said we could paint it before he went trick-or-treating that night.  We had Grandma Judy, Papa and Aunt Erin over for chili so they could see the boys all dressed up before heading out into the night.  Aunt Erin went around the neighborhood with us which the boys really liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670602443006528962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMJug6-m2Uw/TrIG4LXdzcI/AAAAAAAADQg/bjD-Y7trytQ/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670602417784475474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2IrXuT1XEk/TrIG2taDz1I/AAAAAAAADQY/Yzmggqqdv9E/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;We made a pit stop back at the house to check our candy bowl and take a potty break before heading out to 10 more houses - that was the number Lucas came up with.  Once we were done we walked to a haunted house a couple of blocks away.  It is set up in someones garage and is done every year.  Lucas wanted no part of it so Steve stayed behind with him while Landon and I ventured in.  (The girl at the door had the "actors" tone it down for Landon since he was so young.)  He touched what we both believed to be an old lady statue and when it moved Landon said it scared the jeebee's out of him.  Our little man is fearless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670602409369775954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxMxyD32xCs/TrIG2OD1r1I/AAAAAAAADQI/YIRc7pf7W1Q/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;We finally got home a little after 8:00, to find that someone had emptied our whole bowl of candy into their bag.  We know we did not have that many trick-or-treaters the last 45 minutes we were out.  Irritating, next year we will just have to turn our lights off while we are out and about.  Despite the fact, we had a fun-filled holiday.  After taking a quick bath and reading one last Halloween story the boys and I were all ready for bed.    Landon is already talking about what he wants to be next Halloween.    &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/9092763821239819240-4880793867671073038?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4880793867671073038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4880793867671073038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4880793867671073038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4880793867671073038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick-or-Treat'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yT6cWPbVnbE/TrIH-ctwdQI/AAAAAAAADRw/7GbaeBR43yM/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-177485130259232318</id><published>2011-11-02T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:10:23.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keUNDv6ozZI/TrHycOY8jGI/AAAAAAAADPw/9nTuE1BtEfw/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579972549151842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keUNDv6ozZI/TrHycOY8jGI/AAAAAAAADPw/9nTuE1BtEfw/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, as per tradition, we painted some of our pumpkins.  Lately Lucas has been very into doing things that are tradition and even if we have only done something once, he may just decide to make it a tradition.  I actually like that he is old enough now to help decide what we do.  As many of you already know, he is the "boss" in this house.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-huSH2IZ1HTo/TrHybqQuV4I/AAAAAAAADPk/DYXbsaaPef0/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579962850989954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-huSH2IZ1HTo/TrHybqQuV4I/AAAAAAAADPk/DYXbsaaPef0/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily they are both boys because more projects than not end up with them taking off their shirts.  As the main person who does the laundry, I am all about them not ruining their clothes with paint and stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579746132301746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtAvFesU2FY/TrHyPC69l7I/AAAAAAAADPQ/Hta3mw3Jhrk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;???????   No words to describe this outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfPOl60O6AI/TrHyOcs09ZI/AAAAAAAADPE/c9U61GX9n4M/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579735872468370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfPOl60O6AI/TrHyOcs09ZI/AAAAAAAADPE/c9U61GX9n4M/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Thursday Lucas had his Halloween parade and party at school.  I had to leave the house early to help set up for his party so I was not at home to help him get all the pieces to his costume on.  Oh well, most of the boys at least knew that he was dressed as Bat Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6_ZeSmkyKM/TrHyN54l4aI/AAAAAAAADO4/KL676zWq1v8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579726526570914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6_ZeSmkyKM/TrHyN54l4aI/AAAAAAAADO4/KL676zWq1v8/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was in charge of coming up with games for the kids in his class to play.  I made a couple of bowls of spaghetti noodles, added some Halloween bouncy balls, blindfolded the kids and told them to stick their hands in the bowl of brains to retrieve the eyeballs.  There was only one kid who did not want to participate, even after he knew what was really in the bowls.  Next we made large spider webs by playing catch with a ball of yarn.  All in all the kids had a great time and enjoyed the prizes I handed out for being such good sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tYLEZcXLz8/TrHyM1J_omI/AAAAAAAADOs/pCkrxuydLPM/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579708077515362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tYLEZcXLz8/TrHyM1J_omI/AAAAAAAADOs/pCkrxuydLPM/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday after school Lucas had his little friend Anders over to play.  The weather was nice enough that I sent them outside to get some of their wiggles out.  I am glad that Lucas is so outgoing and continues to make new friends as well as keeping his old ones.  He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a social butterfly.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579700465291026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZGt1_QUsVw/TrHyMYzGTxI/AAAAAAAADOg/LdB3bTN1PsQ/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;Friday Lucas did not have school so after meeting some of the ladies from my coffee club at Chic-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a, we went and picked up grandma Judy and headed to Gardner Village.  We try to go every year in October to see their wonderful witch exhibits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579472998211394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzmBtOhSyLc/TrHx_JauH0I/AAAAAAAADOI/XVektJSfQEo/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;We knew Steve would love the one on the bike so we had to get her in the pictures.  We shopped at a couple of the stores, including my favorite, Pine Needles, a great fabric store.  I just can't seem to help myself once I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579458073625570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yo54d3lSGY8/TrHx-R0bA-I/AAAAAAAADN8/RxVvqQNEMRU/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;Despite the massive crowds, we really enjoyed just walking around looking at all the witches.  I think at last count, the boys saw 30 something witches.  We then went to lunch with grandma before heading back to her house to hang out.  She feels bad because she hardly sees Lucas now that he is in school all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579446277769698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6L9xqdeXjTc/TrHx9l4EieI/AAAAAAAADNw/E7XEVOyMji8/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579431453144242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoyIidQA80s/TrHx8upmtLI/AAAAAAAADNk/86M3SsdK0yU/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;Friday I stopped at the store and picked up some dry ice so that we could make some witches brew.  The boys were so fascinated with the steam and bubbling from the ice, and spent a good hour mixing our brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579421505524722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wRAG5TH1sE/TrHx8Jl6E_I/AAAAAAAADNY/C6ZyND59qOY/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579185014053522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wiLcoNHwTgc/TrHxuYl8mpI/AAAAAAAADNE/zDMLmXb2vWo/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;We had so much fun with the witches brew Friday night that we decided to make a second batch on Saturday night when our friend Sean was over.  He too loved the dry ice and kept asking me how I learned to make witches brew.  I think for a moment he thought I was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579167464358290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eIvwtozBnz0/TrHxtXNxgZI/AAAAAAAADM4/Jq2rEGOkExI/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;Sunday morning Lucas, Landon and Sean woke up and fixed their own breakfast before heading downstairs to watch t.v.   Steve had shut my door when he left for biking and with the fan we had going, I did not even hear the boys get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579154845246018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmNsHXfY-n0/TrHxsoNJIkI/AAAAAAAADMs/uvHb8EdI2wc/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;Sunday was a beautiful day and the boys spent the afternoon playing in the dirt in the backyard before heading out to the front yard with Steve to play football.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670598303962901186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjts1U3DWZI/TrIDHQOkKsI/AAAAAAAADP8/agiV_Z_Ux50/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;Even Power Rangers like to play football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670579134741613154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2mXSzu-DWA/TrHxrdUECmI/AAAAAAAADMU/q4qSsFYi7ns/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-177485130259232318?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/177485130259232318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=177485130259232318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/177485130259232318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/177485130259232318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/11/pre-halloween-fun.html' title='Pre Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keUNDv6ozZI/TrHycOY8jGI/AAAAAAAADPw/9nTuE1BtEfw/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7666349918281908056</id><published>2011-10-23T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:27:49.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xm_BiCa6_S4/TqSLj_tjvuI/AAAAAAAADMI/kcE4bRRbCSM/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807681653128930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xm_BiCa6_S4/TqSLj_tjvuI/AAAAAAAADMI/kcE4bRRbCSM/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas started his fall break on Wednesday when he got out of school early.  After school we drove up to the Canyons Resort outside Park City where we met Sarah, Sean, Gracie and Isabel Armstrong at the Grand Summit Hotel that they were staying at for the night.  They had invited us up to go swimming with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmq2eiSTeME/TqSLjnxNypI/AAAAAAAADL8/xgp0pX_B9d4/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807675226016402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmq2eiSTeME/TqSLjnxNypI/AAAAAAAADL8/xgp0pX_B9d4/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pool was nice and warm but with the little breeze coming off the mountain, any part of our body not in the pool got a little bit chilly.  The kids did not seem to notice as much as the two moms did.  :)  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;burrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.  Even little Isabel did not seem to mind the cooler air, as she loved splashing and playing in the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMWNQbIqQe8/TqSLjfBvlPI/AAAAAAAADL0/d3fNneahsxE/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807672879420658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMWNQbIqQe8/TqSLjfBvlPI/AAAAAAAADL0/d3fNneahsxE/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807668050865810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J0naCcTPOXo/TqSLjNChrpI/AAAAAAAADLk/JRCxl51A-pY/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and Landon had so much fun swimming with their best buds and may have just stayed in there all night if they had a choice.  Unfortunately for them I did make them get out so we could get dressed and head home to have dinner with Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807440135686850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u5V1orx2ug/TqSLV7_UCsI/AAAAAAAADLY/It5uD66teLs/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;Thursday we woke up and played board games before our little friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danee&lt;/span&gt; got dropped off for the day.  We watched her earlier in the week as well but before that it had been July since we had even seen her.  Lucas has been asking to see her which was pretty cute.  He decided he would help me watch her or so he said.  He did help put her shoes on when we went to the park and helped her in and out of her seat belt.  That counts as helping right?  We spent the afternoon at the park playing soccer and watching high school kids play &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quidditch&lt;/span&gt;, you know the game Harry Potter plays while flying around on a broom.  Yeah I had no idea people really played this!!  Of course they were not flying but they were running around on their brooms.  Speaking of brooms..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807438142107730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IlqnfEDG_uM/TqSLV0kAcFI/AAAAAAAADLI/CDG6TAf0W4g/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;Thursday night I met up with some friends at Inferno for our annual Witches Night Out.  The margaritas were super yummy and so were the steak nachos that I shared with my friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jessenia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807430099854114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJh8ADh_X00/TqSLVWmlYyI/AAAAAAAADLA/HcPkK5sNf_4/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;It was weird and a little sad to have some of our friends not present for the evening but we still managed to have a fun night.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807428086768834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dlk1w1sMp_Q/TqSLVPGoJMI/AAAAAAAADKw/Xu2iH4S9aiY/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;There were lots of new faces this year as well, including my friend Nicole and her guest Jenny.  Once the DJ started at 10 pm we were able to get out on the dance floor and bust a move before heading home for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666807426132890786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Lqf8MphUnU/TqSLVH0yVKI/AAAAAAAADKo/6KNUagsHVfU/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;Friday morning Lucas had his little friend Parker from school come over and play.  They have been wanting to play for some time now and so Lucas was so excited to have him over.  At lunchtime we picked up grandma Judy and went to lunch at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chilis&lt;/span&gt; and got to see Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fris&lt;/span&gt; (that's how Landon says it).  We did not have any plans at all for the remainder of the weekend so we just hung out around the house playing soccer, football and board games.  The boys and I painted pumpkins and did crafts while Steve began winterizing the house.  I'm sad to see Lucas head back to school but I'm excited for the coming week filled with Halloween fun.&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/9092763821239819240-7666349918281908056?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7666349918281908056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7666349918281908056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7666349918281908056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7666349918281908056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-break.html' title='Fall Break'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xm_BiCa6_S4/TqSLj_tjvuI/AAAAAAAADMI/kcE4bRRbCSM/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-207282270551388866</id><published>2011-10-21T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:29:01.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlK57mI_17Y/TqInUwKyXnI/AAAAAAAADKU/-TSs-eDHQ_I/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666134518666518130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlK57mI_17Y/TqInUwKyXnI/AAAAAAAADKU/-TSs-eDHQ_I/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week I accompanied Landon on his first school field trip.  We met up with his Wonder Kids Preschool classmates at the Sandy Fire Station where we were treated to a very interactive and entertaining puppy show.  I was quit impressed with the fire safety knowledge Landon had learned in school prior to the field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCQ_VZQ2kyc/TqInUv5f1PI/AAAAAAAADKE/pgK6bk3yGwI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666134518594000114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCQ_VZQ2kyc/TqInUv5f1PI/AAAAAAAADKE/pgK6bk3yGwI/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While at the fire house, Landon was pretty quiet which is normal and as soon as we were walking away he started rambling about how his friend Josh was there.  It was just funny because he did not say a word to Josh the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b1hO5KEFvO4/TqIm7I14XzI/AAAAAAAADJ0/WUoz2Ujttec/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666134076987367490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyVAPdhc95c/TqIm7CyRYEI/AAAAAAAADJs/gNyi1o9quaM/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;Last week we took our friend Henry with us to the Hogle Zoo.  I'm not really sure why, but we have not been to the zoo since last spring.  I bought a pass and then did not go at all during the summer.  I guess it goes to show how busy we were.  We also met up with Sarah, Sean, Gracie and Isabel at the zoo. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666134071607438930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6boUyI1zvG4/TqIm6uvmLlI/AAAAAAAADJg/FbsVUKtRVTY/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801860105623986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2etkLEH64jY/TqSGRIweWbI/AAAAAAAADKc/SV6r5Oigz9E/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Lucas finished his soccer game last weekend, we picked up his friend Chase and headed to Wheeler Farm for the Pumpkin Festival.  Although the three boys had a great time in the hay maze and on the wagon ride, I decided next year we will find a new place to go and pick out our pumpkins.  In the past we were able to pull the pumpkins straight off the vine but this year they had huge boxes of little pumpkins that they placed in an open area that you went in and chose your pumpkin from.  I was a little disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666133460009890034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VVqyOkmSvAA/TqImXIXYMPI/AAAAAAAADJI/Daw-GOGRyhI/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666133445277667842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJILzuFckH4/TqImWRe8UgI/AAAAAAAADJA/-bUhaicVIrU/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666133436404565746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dglBnLF1SvY/TqImVwbbhvI/AAAAAAAADIw/6UpodswdMDY/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;We always enjoy just walking around looking at the animals and playing on all the old tractors.  Plus now they have a big playground that the kids spent more time on than anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666133433114101442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MYJV1yb2MLY/TqImVkK7BsI/AAAAAAAADIg/l47mYFuNwfQ/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666133427874050162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjyRe0xdUV4/TqImVQpmMHI/AAAAAAAADIY/kgsgipi-jLg/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-207282270551388866?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/207282270551388866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=207282270551388866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/207282270551388866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/207282270551388866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-is-in-air_21.html' title='Fall is in the Air'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlK57mI_17Y/TqInUwKyXnI/AAAAAAAADKU/-TSs-eDHQ_I/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8492659154275485512</id><published>2011-10-11T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:49:27.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6BULFSxZ_bo/TpTq6iH68II/AAAAAAAADH0/N-13Itihzvg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662408922824896642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6BULFSxZ_bo/TpTq6iH68II/AAAAAAAADH0/N-13Itihzvg/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day while shopping for a birthday gift for a friend, Lucas found a wrestling figurine he had been wanting for quit some time.  He started to cry and throw a fit because we would not buy it for him.  I told him maybe he could do some chores around the house to earn his own money so he could purchase the toy.  He then said he did not want to go the birthday party because he wanted to go home and get to 'work'.  Well he did go to the birthday party and the next day he started pulling weeds.  It took Lucas and Landon a couple of days but they finally got all the weeds in front of the bay window pulled and I gave them each $10 to spend as they pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398447547268354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRo-ryrEuww/TpThYyrHPQI/AAAAAAAADHQ/vZ7mWAzU2zA/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398645649568226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPPpvQrSrCQ/TpThkUqYceI/AAAAAAAADHk/wUqAbbfJ2DI/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;Lucas loves playing soccer with his new team this fall and we love watching him continue to improve.  He wants to sign up to play basketball this winter but I think I may try to get him and Landon into karate instead, at least for now.  I do want the boys to try different sports and then ultimately chose their favorite sport because I do not want them in multiple sports during the same time.  I enjoy spending some time at home.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oekkhOXVew/TpThkERiRFI/AAAAAAAADHc/ZNmumIcGObY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398641250387026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oekkhOXVew/TpThkERiRFI/AAAAAAAADHc/ZNmumIcGObY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398439056176290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptbCFg-5fhQ/TpThYTCrdKI/AAAAAAAADG4/er-G-q6oK9o/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;Lucas had 'Wild Hair Day' at school and while I thought his hair was pretty wild, I was surprised to see that his hair was pretty tame compared to some of the other students.  Luckily he had not gotten the haircut that he keeps begging for yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398433433153378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dj67MlCyX9A/TpThX-GC72I/AAAAAAAADGw/3sQGbIcxS0o/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;Not to be outdone, Landon 'Hams' it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398426205276338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKjXjnsTdYc/TpThXjKySLI/AAAAAAAADGg/cb2HtKg8nJU/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;We got a package in the mail from Aunt Tonia and the boys spent at least an hour popping the bubble wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398243389581506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4zD9heEwzc/TpThM6IIKMI/AAAAAAAADGU/TI8K8Wzi5rA/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;Last week we got our first snow of the season and Landon could not wait to go outside and play.  Although I was ready for cooler temperatures, I was not too thrilled to go from upper 80's to snow.  I did manage to go outside with him long enough to throw a couple of snowballs and build a baby snowman.  Plus by then his fingers were numb and he was ready to go inside.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398240538701058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nesLjZDT6w/TpThMvgbLQI/AAAAAAAADGI/Df_3EjjFziI/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;By evening it had warmed up enough to melt most of our snowman and the boys were determined to play soccer outside.  Every evening after dinner Lucas and Landon can't wait to get outside and play football and soccer with dad.  I love to watch how the boys play together as a team and beat the snot out of their dad.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398228192775042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KncVBiAjO64/TpThMBg7S4I/AAAAAAAADF8/FPpdSPCmAWw/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398222185154754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkM4riAPAak/TpThLrImSMI/AAAAAAAADFw/kS3gTt08VFM/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662398220771390114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3EqCum8jjk/TpThLl3h8qI/AAAAAAAADFk/P6wJZQaaFfo/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8492659154275485512?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8492659154275485512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8492659154275485512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8492659154275485512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8492659154275485512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-is-in-air.html' title='Fall is in the Air'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6BULFSxZ_bo/TpTq6iH68II/AAAAAAAADH0/N-13Itihzvg/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8456156886376034207</id><published>2011-10-05T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:32:40.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midway, Utah - MGW 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660227384588667442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBXT57fMiig/To0q0S5YijI/AAAAAAAADEM/2rBgDgI-JDg/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year our "Moms Gone Wild" trip took us to Midway, Utah.  Our good friend Lori is pregnant and due in the next month or so and therefor we did not want to venture too far away from home.  I had never been to Midway and was just excited to get a break from everyday life and spend some much needed time with my favorite friends.  We rented a beautiful condo at the Zermatt Resort and therefor had access to all the hotel amenities.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660227392026599458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLFlJPBoedQ/To0q0umuYCI/AAAAAAAADEU/N1m-ipGCTxw/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;We arrived at the condo Thursday late afternoon where we had a couple of drinks and spent some time catching up with our out of town friends.  Brandi flew in from Oklahoma and Alison flew in from her new home in Texas.  We went to dinner at a fantastic Mexican restaurant called Tarahumara that had the largest salsa bar EVER!!  Then we headed to the local grocery store so we could grab dinner for the following night as well as other necessities. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660223221357039842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpIehph_GCU/To0nB9pnUOI/AAAAAAAADDM/YQRBpJfWP6Q/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;Friday morning I woke up and went for a little walk before heading to the fitness center at the Zermatt Hotel.  While walking and talking on the phone with Steve and the boys I saw a group of deer right in front of me.  I stopped and watched them as they stopped and watched me before gracefully running off.  While running on the treadmill I noticed a fenced area in the back of the Zermatt that was home to some goats.  The longer I ran I noticed that some of the goats were not in the pin and shortly after asking the trainer if they were supposed to be running free I got to watch a couple of men dressed in Swedish costumes 'herd' the goats back in to the pin and fix the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660561741569032498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q7eT4VFtLA/To5a6btjgTI/AAAAAAAADEk/6W1W-dKSZio/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;Around lunch time Sarah, Angi, Jessenia and I headed to Rocky Mountain Outfitters to go on our scheduled horse back ride.  I thought I would be a lot more nervous than I was since the last time I was on a horse, some 25 years ago, I was bucked off twice in one day.  Thankfully our pre-ride cocktail seemed to be just right in calming my nerves.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylFpdfAAhJA/To0nCS5FNaI/AAAAAAAADDk/IXuAkvso17k/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660223234435473762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PE8RzBzP5E/To0nCuXwYWI/AAAAAAAADDs/qmejptoImbs/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660223227059058082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylFpdfAAhJA/To0nCS5FNaI/AAAAAAAADDk/IXuAkvso17k/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660223224722131762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjM7TV_5z8A/To0nCKL6izI/AAAAAAAADDc/H_hYf8BOMA8/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;My horses name was Apples and as soon as I saw her I knew she was the one for me, she was by far the prettiest of the bunch.  At first she tried to push her limits with me by stopping ever so often to snack but I soon learned I was going to have to be stern with her.  She did let me take her jogging a couple of times even though I'm not so sure our guide approved.  It was so much fun and was an experience I won't soon forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660565464001364114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLDPSjvb17s/To5eTG2lQJI/AAAAAAAADEs/PJP5jB8jluA/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;We headed back to our condo at the Zermatt where we watched some quality t.v. - Jersey Shore before it was time to get dinner ready and get ourselves ready for a night out on the big town of Heber.  We ended up at The Other End Bar &amp;amp; Grille where we were treated with live music from the band Whiskey Dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660224911591025794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARfPSgRue7k/To0okWQzLII/AAAAAAAADD8/kd5hBUSinHg/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;Not exactly our type of crowd or music but we knew that with a couple of drinks and 9 good friends we were bound to enjoy ourselves.  My only regret from the night was buying a hat that says Whiskey Dick on it and has the silhouette of a naked girl from the mudflaps on it.  Something I most likely won't be wearing when I go to pick Lucas up from school.  ;)'  We really loved when the band went and took a smoke break every other song so that we could play good music on the jukebox and get our groove on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660224915945096114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKipEgGB-s8/To0okme5A7I/AAAAAAAADEE/mdd7tNmecIM/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;Saturday morning Jessenia and Sarah joined me in the gym where we tried to sweat out some of the liquor that was consumed the night before.  If that didn't do it then the sauna afterwards did.  We all took it easy most of the day and even managed to catch a couple more episodes of the Jersey Shore.  Angi and I did venture off at one point to the gift shops to try and find souvenirs to take home to the kiddos.  We happened upon some natural pools on the Zermatt property before heading across the street to the Homestead to roam around and check out their natural pool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660222641539947458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwOH9pLNOXY/To0mgNqcm8I/AAAAAAAADCs/qhj0uFoBHEU/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660222637678138402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ks2Vvsu_rpQ/To0mf_RuFCI/AAAAAAAADCk/ivy4-CjiQCo/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660222003512373858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16Yp7Ir15Nk/To0l7E00cmI/AAAAAAAADCU/N_DZwI_SREA/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;After roaming a while we called the house to see if anyone else wanted to wander into town since we had been unsuccessful in our search for gifts and we also needed a ride.  Luckily Jessenia was going stir crazy so she picked us up and we stopped off at a cute little coffee shop, Fill-er-Up, for a cup o' Joe before hitting some of the local shops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6Lf5AGgzoA/To0mgXaalQI/AAAAAAAADC8/SltTDiqWSTM/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660222005832191730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8RPuQxNW8o/To0l7Nd6DvI/AAAAAAAADCM/oMEdyV0n5W4/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660222000214433426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zePd0lVEiAM/To0l64ih3pI/AAAAAAAADCE/nr3S9m7cMRM/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;Still unsuccessful in finding gifts we went in search for another tavern in Heber we had heard about and found out that they were having karaoke that night at 9 o'clock.  We hit Wal Mart for a few things we needed for dinner and I got the boys each a toy to take home.  Not very original but they loved their new Bayblades.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a yummy dinner of pasta salads we once again began the task of primping before hitting the Timp Tavern.  We had lots of fun with karaoke and just might make that a moms trip tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6fjPhUdsBQ/To0mgBSkG2I/AAAAAAAADC0/d2K2D1zklms/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660221997877364914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRKoOllsTEw/To0l6v1VCLI/AAAAAAAADB8/sxgqGhysNoU/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;Sunday we were all up early and ready to get home to our families.  For those of us in the Salt Lake Valley, it was a short little trip and for the other two girls we are so thankful that they go through all the headaches of flying to be with us on this weekend.  Love all these ladies and don't know what I'd do without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8456156886376034207?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8456156886376034207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8456156886376034207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8456156886376034207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8456156886376034207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/midway-utah-mgw-2011.html' title='Midway, Utah - MGW 2011'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBXT57fMiig/To0q0S5YijI/AAAAAAAADEM/2rBgDgI-JDg/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1061236301690269742</id><published>2011-10-05T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:44:36.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Landon Goes to Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2isADdeNxo/To0ZzXAoMaI/AAAAAAAADB0/9BBqiPzop0I/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208676815253922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2isADdeNxo/To0ZzXAoMaI/AAAAAAAADB0/9BBqiPzop0I/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon was a little hesitant about starting preschool last month.  He kept asking me if I was going to stay with him while he was in school.  :(  He was so excited to go shopping for new school clothes, shoes and especially his new big boy back pack but I don't think he really realized that going to school did not include mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQZpkZDaUgs/To0ZzP7j4aI/AAAAAAAADBs/47efhtrNDB8/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208674914951586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQZpkZDaUgs/To0ZzP7j4aI/AAAAAAAADBs/47efhtrNDB8/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I dropped him off he started to cry as I walked him to the front door and then I went home and carried my phone around for the next couple of hours waiting for his teacher to call me to tell me to come and get him.  Fortunately that never happened but he was very excited to see me.  His teacher said he did not cry very long and started to warm up to everyone after the first hour or so.  Whew.  Now when I drop him off at school I look forward to going running and getting a shower with no interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fSmJfCKrx4/To0Zy0jp-wI/AAAAAAAADBk/hMuO2OhCueg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208667566930690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fSmJfCKrx4/To0Zy0jp-wI/AAAAAAAADBk/hMuO2OhCueg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After his first day at school Landon and I went on a special date for pizza and he told me all about how nice his teacher Ms. Nicole was.  He was not too thrilled about going to school the following Monday and told me that if I left him there he was not going to talk, which he does occasionally and it drives me nuts.  Luckily when I picked him up Monday he said he did talk to Ms. Nicole.  Occasionally he still has a bad day and cries at school but for the most part he is adjusting well and so am I.  He has not cried when I drop him off since the first day of school but towards the end of class he says he cries cause he misses me.  I miss him too as well as Lucas but I have learned that no matter how much I wish against it, they keep getting older.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qu3nmZCTxU/To0Zy7DqOYI/AAAAAAAADBc/okPYE6dP7ZE/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208669311777154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qu3nmZCTxU/To0Zy7DqOYI/AAAAAAAADBc/okPYE6dP7ZE/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208500193097170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lv10Bs3ty0c/To0ZpFCn9dI/AAAAAAAADBU/Habq4-xRFbU/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;Lucas once again started his fall soccer season and has so far enjoyed five soccer games and multiple practices with excellent weather.  I was asked to coach again this season and fortunately for me they found enough volunteers and Lucas ended up with an exceptional coach and team.  He likes to brag that they are still undefeated, even though they officially don't keep score for his age division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208499138248674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-bDQmbmGjA/To0ZpBHIP-I/AAAAAAAADBM/1ihYSxj_yT8/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208496226496610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yT3Kwo6rLII/To0Zo2Q6cGI/AAAAAAAADBE/WbAIJOeTQr8/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;Landon tends to get a little restless at the games on Saturday and so I think I will look in to getting him into Karate or something this winter so that he will have his own "thing".  Lucas wants to play basketball so we will see how that pans out.  I don't mind as long as he is not playing two sports at the same time, then it just becomes too much for......me.  (haha and him as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660208491754539442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5S7ieV9lngE/To0ZolmtybI/AAAAAAAADA8/L1Jx1tSnv1k/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;Last month Landon also learned to ride his bike without any training wheels!!  Steve had taken them off to put the chain back on Landon's bike and he said he did not want training wheels anymore.  Steve started pushing him in the grass on his bike then let go and Landon just kept on riding.  It was amazing.  The next day he was riding on the sidewalk.  Then the next day he was riding around the block but still needed a little push to get going.  The next day he did not need help getting going but would only go in a straight line.  Then the next day he was going around the corner without stopping.  The day after that we rode our bikes all the way to Quail Hollow to pick up Lucas and he didn't need any help at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660207881309994066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdW4YFOaU_A/To0ZFDhZPFI/AAAAAAAADAs/U63-FYdxM0s/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;Look at him go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660207880949478338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0KDiXrZrPc/To0ZFCLcM8I/AAAAAAAADAk/OD6UlKD3Sew/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1061236301690269742?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1061236301690269742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1061236301690269742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1061236301690269742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1061236301690269742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/landon-goes-to-preschool.html' title='Landon Goes to Preschool'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2isADdeNxo/To0ZzXAoMaI/AAAAAAAADB0/9BBqiPzop0I/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4238522713371898320</id><published>2011-10-05T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:50:54.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175945164911586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nTZzQo5aVo/Toz8CIHD8-I/AAAAAAAADAU/3Jwqvqt5XfE/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent Labor Day weekend in southern Utah in a little town called Washington (Lucas kept calling it Washington DC) with our good friends the Armstrong's.  We rented a 4 bedroom house with plenty of space for the two families for the 4 nights.  The kids were so excited to get to spend the whole weekend with their friends and so was mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPzHPzeTArY/Toz76irLDnI/AAAAAAAADAM/DeeuCZQGeHU/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175814856740466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPzHPzeTArY/Toz76irLDnI/AAAAAAAADAM/DeeuCZQGeHU/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first night we grilled chicken on the barbecue and enjoyed hanging out in the spacious back yard.  The four older kids loved playing on the trampoline and riding their bikes on the sidewalk that circled the entire back yard.  Baby Isabel would have been content to sit in the baby swing all night.  Saturday morning Steve and Matt woke up early and went bike riding while Sarah and I hung out around the house with the kids.  I did manage to take the four older kids on a little bike ride around the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jkFf_WezHY/Toz76MMkbnI/AAAAAAAADAE/vFL65m59jNU/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175808822799986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jkFf_WezHY/Toz76MMkbnI/AAAAAAAADAE/vFL65m59jNU/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175808995055906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6ZMX9ADMG4/Toz76M1o2SI/AAAAAAAAC_8/ftK8qHyDjz8/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;Saturday afternoon we all headed to Hurricane, Utah to take part in Peach Days and had intended to go to the rodeo.  We had some yummy carnival food for dinner and let the kids choose a couple of rides to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175802320361202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LczKQ4LrQak/Toz75z-RFvI/AAAAAAAAC_0/PjNwahwyOwY/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;It was a very hot evening but we all managed to enjoy ourselves, even though we never did find the rodeo grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175801688170834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAQQE1b4EyE/Toz75xnioVI/AAAAAAAAC_s/4ECFy8lAGiE/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175325884994370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szsc9bkqmZM/Toz7eFHOU0I/AAAAAAAAC_k/6W0hGNk1e14/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175325644420802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbwr9LuEg7M/Toz7eEN3dsI/AAAAAAAAC_c/r_JQuSUf5TU/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;Sunday we woke up and drove to Zion National Park, a place the McCormack family had never been.  We had to park at the entrance to the park and take a shuttle bus through the National Park which was fun because we got to ride with Sarah, Matt, Sean, Gracie and Isabel.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175320501562162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aYu5KyUkkms/Toz7dxDtqzI/AAAAAAAAC_U/SvwEQLk25JA/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;We decided to get off the bus to do a short little hike to Lower Emerald Pool.  Landon started to complain at one point that his legs were tired but once I had him start looking for lizards  he seemed to forget about his legs AND we found a lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175324272544418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RC2dN5c2xR0/Toz7d_GySqI/AAAAAAAAC_M/cZxZLLKScio/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;We also tried to find tarantulas along the trail but lucky for this spider hating momma, we did not see any.  :)  Needless to say we did make it to the top of the trail where the kids were rewarded with a snack and a beautiful view of a waterfall that we walked behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660175318776327346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11LJN-nlDmQ/Toz7dqoYrLI/AAAAAAAAC_E/nwb5DIHGJXY/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660174923310890210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tOqiN4eTqQ/Toz7GpaE_OI/AAAAAAAAC-8/UQEZE-BQJpw/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;A very friendly squirrel we happened to see along our hike, he seemed to be quit comfortable around people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660174924994749026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmOP3xqLsSg/Toz7GvriomI/AAAAAAAAC-0/_mDWgcTFJso/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660174920618328642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxd-SaO1jfg/Toz7GfYHwkI/AAAAAAAAC-s/GxboPZu8aBo/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;After our bus tour of Zion National Park we headed down the canyon to a great little restaurant for a late lunch and then it was back on the road to head to our weekend home where the dads could get ready to go on a night ride.  On the way back I had Steve stop along the side of the road so that I could get some souvenir rocks to take home with me.   I took my camera along the road so that the passersby would just think I was taking pictures not taking rocks.  Is that against the law??  I hope not because I collect rocks wherever I go.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660187041514824818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxr5kO1IL98/To0GIBPCpHI/AAAAAAAADAc/7cQoJ1AhBYI/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;Monday morning the boys woke up and went biking again while Sarah and I stayed at home with the kids.  I took Lucas and Sean for a bike ride along a trail that ran by our house while Sarah stayed with the littler ones.  When Steve and Matt got back Sarah and I took Isabel and we went into St.George to try and find a place that was open on Labor Day so we could get pedicures.  Meanwhile the dads took the other kids to the swimming pool.  Monday night we made tacos for dinner and hung around the house until the Armstrong family left for a play and the McCormack family stayed home with Isabel and played.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660174908035734450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gifzoWQFajA/Toz7FwgMm7I/AAAAAAAAC-c/YDgu0p6qC1M/s320/2011-09-05%2B10_04_33.jpg" /&gt;I love this picture where Landon is helping Gracie (his girlfriend) put on her helmet so she could ride his bike.  Tuesday morning we woke up and started the sad process of packing and getting ready to head back to Sandy.  We had a great weekend with fabulous friends and look forward to seeing where Matt and Steve's biking weekend lands us next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-4238522713371898320?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4238522713371898320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4238522713371898320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4238522713371898320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4238522713371898320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/10/labor-day-vacation.html' title='Labor Day Vacation'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nTZzQo5aVo/Toz8CIHD8-I/AAAAAAAADAU/3Jwqvqt5XfE/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-478413118596185094</id><published>2011-09-14T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:21:31.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRyZDdhb4Mo/TnFdz0B9vyI/AAAAAAAAC-U/eZLG_L4_uXI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402152048279330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRyZDdhb4Mo/TnFdz0B9vyI/AAAAAAAAC-U/eZLG_L4_uXI/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is hard to believe that my little boy is in first grade!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0uEtsEImgs/TnFdzlX_T2I/AAAAAAAAC-M/VucgyAp5ais/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402148114124642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0uEtsEImgs/TnFdzlX_T2I/AAAAAAAAC-M/VucgyAp5ais/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As much as I hate to see the summer come to an end, I love all the excitement of "Back to School".  New clothes, new shoes, new books - I love it.  Lucas was not too excited about starting school but I know he was happy to see all his friends.  His favorite part of the day is.....you guessed it Recess.  I was nervous about Lucas eating lunch at school and he learned after the first couple of days that he needed to eat faster.  Each evening we go over the lunch menu for the next day and Lucas decides if he wants school lunch or wants to bring his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihGqDuCIwkI/TnFdtrpGNhI/AAAAAAAAC-E/-RkQAwI9h8s/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402046717277714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihGqDuCIwkI/TnFdtrpGNhI/AAAAAAAAC-E/-RkQAwI9h8s/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402039430785890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIvyX2XLUmM/TnFdtQf3K2I/AAAAAAAAC98/VXClNpW7ibM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;Now that Lucas goes to school all day it is hard to schedule &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdates&lt;/span&gt; during the week.  Once he gets home from school, has his snack, and does his homework it is then time for dinner.  He does get out early on Fridays so that is when he usually gets to play with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402035614723426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEaXPUCpcqE/TnFdtCSCrWI/AAAAAAAAC90/dhgtuDqAm50/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402034390309682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkMin76CzmQ/TnFds9uHmzI/AAAAAAAAC9s/W6cYD67lxsc/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652402027728767730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1H3KhP5pV8/TnFdsk54ivI/AAAAAAAAC9k/hTYX3nAFv4g/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401840674873666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htIGwqskAAw/TnFdhsEwoUI/AAAAAAAAC9c/vWo1V5oKtks/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;As much as I miss Lucas while he is at school, it is sort of nice having some one on one time with Landon.  I still can't help but feel a little guilty when we go do fun things, knowing that Lucas is sitting in a desk at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401835785040338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb4mvnE_pjg/TnFdhZ27sdI/AAAAAAAAC9U/k-a8WfVnREU/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;Landon and Gracie enjoy a special date at Smash Burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401829340610098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCMfuxM7DUk/TnFdhB2dfjI/AAAAAAAAC9M/IOOurhjzpnw/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401825453774194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1wVHVNb6UQ/TnFdgzXxFXI/AAAAAAAAC9E/eRYue6hiXkU/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401823111618466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pW9WmGkCNqk/TnFdgqpWn6I/AAAAAAAAC88/KWo_6fKbe8I/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-478413118596185094?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/478413118596185094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=478413118596185094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/478413118596185094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/478413118596185094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school_14.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRyZDdhb4Mo/TnFdz0B9vyI/AAAAAAAAC-U/eZLG_L4_uXI/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7070706058117612448</id><published>2011-08-23T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:30:52.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 5 - Beaches &amp; Lighthouses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-awxe5Fycx-s/TlZ1HW9AFCI/AAAAAAAAC60/VqXauBgWrHU/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827952236467234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-awxe5Fycx-s/TlZ1HW9AFCI/AAAAAAAAC60/VqXauBgWrHU/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our beautiful day at the Roseway Beach less than a mile down the road from great grandma's house.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827953558858706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4flPT0poKWw/TlZ1Hb4SK9I/AAAAAAAAC6s/TSD4pUdjCYU/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827813834904850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nBVUmExm58/TlZ0_TXf1RI/AAAAAAAAC6k/_wrX9zJ9-Uk/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827812323976194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfuy9lNpMb0/TlZ0_NvQ5AI/AAAAAAAAC6c/2hRWSSMVuv4/s320/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827806736155810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfZlQ5q40Zs/TlZ0-47BhKI/AAAAAAAAC6U/S8mXYCwkPsI/s320/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827806612356370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L61ymXXrW10/TlZ0-4dgfRI/AAAAAAAAC6M/HEWCBYkJhpY/s320/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827803878996994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZLZHQinX1Q/TlZ0-uR0vAI/AAAAAAAAC6E/Cu0v3WjFeV4/s320/176.JPG" /&gt;We all had so much fun hanging out on the beach playing in the water and the sand.  We found lots of seashells and rocks to bring home as treasures.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644828562599691714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Osl9Q_pIMA8/TlZ1q4u7xcI/AAAAAAAAC68/C-dh8SSb3PU/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve, Lucas, Landon, Papa Joe and I enjoyed playing soccer, Frisbee and Airobi in the front yard at Great Grandma Hagar's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUNZhS7usFI/TlZ0UVLsCEI/AAAAAAAAC5s/kh00UHzyzeE/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827075587868738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUNZhS7usFI/TlZ0UVLsCEI/AAAAAAAAC5s/kh00UHzyzeE/s320/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827072655436258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwvl6d5tyaM/TlZ0UKQiqeI/AAAAAAAAC5c/ypRBh0_xqiI/s320/203.JPG" /&gt;This is the old house that sits behind great grandma's house where Steve's great grandparents lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827072509075106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uM57YZ7iiNU/TlZ0UJtpXqI/AAAAAAAAC5U/ayl7K6YJIos/s320/204.JPG" /&gt;On our way back to Halifax on Saturday we were able to stop and visit a couple of lighthouses along the way.  This was Fort Point Lighthouse just outside Liverpool, Nova Scotia and it is the first lighthouse we have been able to go into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827075773747074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMWjHsDQYrE/TlZ0UV4AT4I/AAAAAAAAC5k/AJmFy62sVeI/s320/207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644826673568576514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeRoLNUMQSQ/TlZz87i0dAI/AAAAAAAAC5M/0Hd1oychRGQ/s320/210.JPG" /&gt;The boys loved blowing the foghorn in the top of the lighthouse and of course playing on the cannons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644826670508564242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-8ig2Vwvow/TlZz8wJQXxI/AAAAAAAAC5E/1Ipo2tDydJk/s320/218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644826668443292866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6svJUAy6GGQ/TlZz8oc21MI/AAAAAAAAC48/bUL3jiaKhJ4/s320/219.JPG" /&gt;This is the Port Medway Lighthouse with a seagull perched on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644826664580777122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RciUyQIqIMQ/TlZz8aD9hKI/AAAAAAAAC40/VTHU52PduUk/s320/225.JPG" /&gt;This is Port Medway Lighthouse without the seagull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644827383429650738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIT0SbLWOkQ/TlZ0mP-42TI/AAAAAAAAC58/zGZzlW20WJ8/s320/231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7070706058117612448?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7070706058117612448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7070706058117612448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7070706058117612448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7070706058117612448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-5-beaches-lighthouses_23.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 5 - Beaches &amp; Lighthouses'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-awxe5Fycx-s/TlZ1HW9AFCI/AAAAAAAAC60/VqXauBgWrHU/s72-c/149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7416619850074510599</id><published>2011-08-22T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T18:53:09.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 4 - Shelburne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MYsr4aieV4/TlRT_d92uqI/AAAAAAAAC4c/DuZK8n3BG9w/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228582843005602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MYsr4aieV4/TlRT_d92uqI/AAAAAAAAC4c/DuZK8n3BG9w/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to spend the better part of one day just hanging out in downtown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;.  Even though it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drizzling&lt;/span&gt; all day we still managed to enjoy ourselves.  Of course the boys loved climbing all over the various attractions and I enjoyed browsing in the tourist shops and art galleries.  The boys spent at least an hour hanging out along the Harbour just throwing rocks in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbGucBE4bWY/TlRT_NjZ1oI/AAAAAAAAC4U/FCnuf7yhRbE/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228578437092994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbGucBE4bWY/TlRT_NjZ1oI/AAAAAAAAC4U/FCnuf7yhRbE/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228454496316786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27t1-b5vS3c/TlRT3_1nrXI/AAAAAAAAC4M/iD0AGDFMOfE/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228450504369362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKCyWKpK6AE/TlRT3w93ZNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/QeocSCug4fg/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228445727979218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uapewF3XoMY/TlRT3fLFdtI/AAAAAAAAC30/PTw4RHA0XeI/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;Shortly after I took the picture above Lucas slipped off this anchor and all Steve heard was a thud and then laughing.  I was sorry to have missed it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228447054502018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fugK9Li9vCY/TlRT3kHWmII/AAAAAAAAC38/ak2izjbzHHU/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and Landon thought it was pretty cool that they could run around under this building.  I guess part of the movie The Scarlet Letter was filmed in this location.  One day I will get around to watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228441905891250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0mtgfQ8-v4/TlRT3Q71B7I/AAAAAAAAC3s/X5r_nZ7G5Ak/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;We also took a little drive to just outside &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt; to see the Sandy Point Lighthouse, one of many I would get to see during our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228178431748066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u882ON_S1lc/TlRTn7asp-I/AAAAAAAAC3c/mf4uaNJOxPQ/s320/131.JPG" /&gt;One evening Steve and I took advantage of our "built in babysitters" and headed into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seadog&lt;/span&gt; Saloon where we watched the tail end of the sail boat races, watched the sun set and the moon rise all while sharing a mediocre pitcher of beer.  Luckily the conversation and the views made up for the beer.  The boys were so happy to see that we did not stay out too long and we even managed to make it back in time to watch Big Brother.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228175413288210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_nnnXGlm9c/TlRTnwLCnRI/AAAAAAAAC3U/AtNCzcO5jCs/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228175123156194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMMsW-zZVcE/TlRTnvF3jOI/AAAAAAAAC3M/vbaVx-FG1B0/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644228175126055234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4oQ7nMiZcM/TlRTnvGjyUI/AAAAAAAAC3E/rpUliNyXe5E/s320/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7416619850074510599?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7416619850074510599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7416619850074510599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7416619850074510599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7416619850074510599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-4-shelburne.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 4 - Shelburne'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MYsr4aieV4/TlRT_d92uqI/AAAAAAAAC4c/DuZK8n3BG9w/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-2020235302462878679</id><published>2011-08-20T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:27:12.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 3 - Ox Haul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1WoL12N-uo/TlA-jzlV3dI/AAAAAAAAC20/RBpfShS8Lw8/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079117958405586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1WoL12N-uo/TlA-jzlV3dI/AAAAAAAAC20/RBpfShS8Lw8/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lucky enough to take in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt; Fair while we were in Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; which included the Ox Hauls.  We were so amazed at how large the ox were, I had no idea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8m5-ai37dQ/TlA-dkZvAWI/AAAAAAAAC2s/Pb2gMERcbuk/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079010803974498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8m5-ai37dQ/TlA-dkZvAWI/AAAAAAAAC2s/Pb2gMERcbuk/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well these two were not that big but they were only 2 months old.  We found out the trainer for these two little guys is a 6 year old boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZt4CgNx2Wc/TlA-dSYQVkI/AAAAAAAAC2k/IShrNNTD7M4/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643078730078130386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M9c23aPOPsA/TlA-NOnekNI/AAAAAAAAC18/vrhneAubPKI/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643081091268073090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gr7r3V98P2Y/TlBAWqvB1oI/AAAAAAAAC28/cxWqCJ8NHwU/s320/107.JPG" /&gt;This guy looked at me like I was crazy when I asked him if I could take a picture of his team of oxen, I'm sure he was thinking stupid American tourist.  We did not stay for the entire ox haul but about half way through this particular pair was still winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr7tULXqkOo/TlA-ddYyCaI/AAAAAAAAC2c/dasolGL3eFs/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079005965932098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZt4CgNx2Wc/TlA-dSYQVkI/AAAAAAAAC2k/IShrNNTD7M4/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The team of oxen weighed 3,250 lbs. and were able to pull 11,600 lbs. - what an amazing thing to witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrdVy5btSIw/TlA-dHmkWhI/AAAAAAAAC2U/DnmNKdo3tgk/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079008920930722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr7tULXqkOo/TlA-ddYyCaI/AAAAAAAAC2c/dasolGL3eFs/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079003073174034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrdVy5btSIw/TlA-dHmkWhI/AAAAAAAAC2U/DnmNKdo3tgk/s320/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643079000512238002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DwLuxq_6phk/TlA-c-D_kbI/AAAAAAAAC2M/NYSWxKFuucA/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643078726514882322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mh3It0UryGc/TlA-NBV7txI/AAAAAAAAC2E/TcfcitYMCUQ/s320/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643078724651133170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehUH6R0xi60/TlA-M6ZlKPI/AAAAAAAAC1s/3WDmCnn6Oxo/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643078717840402146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHDVTsH1P0M/TlA-MhBxpuI/AAAAAAAAC1k/pVW-BoxSaWE/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-2020235302462878679?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/2020235302462878679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=2020235302462878679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2020235302462878679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2020235302462878679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-3-ox-haul.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 3 - Ox Haul'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1WoL12N-uo/TlA-jzlV3dI/AAAAAAAAC20/RBpfShS8Lw8/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7581278121730140687</id><published>2011-08-19T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:02:08.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 3 - Yarmouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCCJUryoYrY/Tk9L8X4u9EI/AAAAAAAAC00/tXwlAZieOUE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812358694728770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCCJUryoYrY/Tk9L8X4u9EI/AAAAAAAAC00/tXwlAZieOUE/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our main reason for the family trip to Nova Scotia was to go and visit Steve's Grandma Hagar who is 93 years old.  The last time we were up in Nova Scotia was for her 90th birthday party and to move her from her own home in Roseway, Nova Scotia to her assisted living home in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia.  She seemed to be in great spirits and she seemed to know who we were which was an improvement from the last time we saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-equSg_0oBzc/Tk9L8IED6AI/AAAAAAAAC0s/ewNlBA9umyg/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812354447271938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-equSg_0oBzc/Tk9L8IED6AI/AAAAAAAAC0s/ewNlBA9umyg/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in Yarmouth we managed to take a little detour to the Cape Forchu Lighthouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812355718976258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9vjqvzTGq4/Tk9L8MzQkwI/AAAAAAAAC0k/gk9gD3qPMe8/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812349411474130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMwAN9XIk7U/Tk9L71TbutI/AAAAAAAAC0c/6UrYtTSnf-4/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812347720256130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvaONXTDIl8/Tk9L7vANyoI/AAAAAAAAC0U/WrigVnBfH70/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642812090493951570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTuIdHAGpHA/Tk9Lswwr3lI/AAAAAAAAC0M/MCkLq6xheRs/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time we made the trip to see Great Grandma Hagar, Landon would walk into the living room where she was watching television and automatically give her a hug.  The last day we went to visit her we picked up some chocolate for her and he was so excited to give it to her and show her everything we got (and she was pretty excited to eat it.)  Steve came in the room and started putting the chocolate back in her bag so we could all eat lunch together and she said "Well can't I have a piece of my chocolate?" &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642814625769951842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65mJbLdrYpk/Tk9OAVZlkmI/AAAAAAAAC1M/lDNKKzr14XY/s320/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642817256666672738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYODEipgQi8/Tk9QZeQPrmI/AAAAAAAAC1c/zklwBlfa9rc/s320/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys were not quit sure what to think of Autumn, the daughter of one of the nurses from the elderly home.  She was a bubbly whirlwind as she entered the living room full of strangers.  She kept trying to get Lucas to dance with her, she wanted him to twirl her and even give her a kiss when we were leaving.  Needless to say she was quit entertaining to us and to all the house residents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642814623146568098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzpeYAQs32s/Tk9OALoH6aI/AAAAAAAAC08/qXby_vhgKrY/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7581278121730140687?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7581278121730140687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7581278121730140687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7581278121730140687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7581278121730140687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-3-yarmouth.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 3 - Yarmouth'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCCJUryoYrY/Tk9L8X4u9EI/AAAAAAAAC00/tXwlAZieOUE/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5871282394270192724</id><published>2011-08-19T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:48:06.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 2 - Pictures I Had to Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1mJt7zMxc/Tk9I5DQ14MI/AAAAAAAAC0E/CFCW_u6jfvU/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642809003084210370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1mJt7zMxc/Tk9I5DQ14MI/AAAAAAAAC0E/CFCW_u6jfvU/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cape &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Forchu&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; - Looking Out to Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQCdeWPF6_A/Tk9I4zrz5dI/AAAAAAAACz8/epWUzCk0pw0/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808998902359506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQCdeWPF6_A/Tk9I4zrz5dI/AAAAAAAACz8/epWUzCk0pw0/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; - A Light in the Eye of a Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jXTcFWgqEA/Tk9I4-zdHuI/AAAAAAAACz0/DGeGtAypWQo/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642809001887211234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jXTcFWgqEA/Tk9I4-zdHuI/AAAAAAAACz0/DGeGtAypWQo/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; - Our Doors Are Always Open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUKml2v72Nc/Tk9I4gZLtXI/AAAAAAAACzs/7KKD8kRR5lU/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808993723954546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUKml2v72Nc/Tk9I4gZLtXI/AAAAAAAACzs/7KKD8kRR5lU/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt; Harbour, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; - A Ship @Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ1lQRLSv8M/Tk9I4ucqieI/AAAAAAAACzk/FNcidsB-lcc/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808997496654306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ1lQRLSv8M/Tk9I4ucqieI/AAAAAAAACzk/FNcidsB-lcc/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dLatW_yWLg/Tk9IoCOO_6I/AAAAAAAACzc/Ey8Ts3bMYj0/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808710747062178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dLatW_yWLg/Tk9IoCOO_6I/AAAAAAAACzc/Ey8Ts3bMYj0/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XguaduB1dFI/Tk9IoIW8LRI/AAAAAAAACzU/PHdtGKbC4Q8/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808712394190098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XguaduB1dFI/Tk9IoIW8LRI/AAAAAAAACzU/PHdtGKbC4Q8/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOlyq0bE_LQ/Tk9In3TxeUI/AAAAAAAACzM/K2YPMGe-8fY/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808707817503042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOlyq0bE_LQ/Tk9In3TxeUI/AAAAAAAACzM/K2YPMGe-8fY/s320/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEH0DZ0jXXU/Tk9Innu54uI/AAAAAAAACzE/Nu1LVu5SZOY/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808703636333282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEH0DZ0jXXU/Tk9Innu54uI/AAAAAAAACzE/Nu1LVu5SZOY/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwbqrbdIy9Q/Tk9InXuREwI/AAAAAAAACy8/NPb_J_W6bf4/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808699338691330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwbqrbdIy9Q/Tk9InXuREwI/AAAAAAAACy8/NPb_J_W6bf4/s320/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp_l-VWAObM/Tk9IYaZW6qI/AAAAAAAACy0/ZVZkof58ORw/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808442358262434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp_l-VWAObM/Tk9IYaZW6qI/AAAAAAAACy0/ZVZkof58ORw/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4qi3Obi1WY/Tk9IYfvyGgI/AAAAAAAACys/rCmhWUPSLlc/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808443794496002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4qi3Obi1WY/Tk9IYfvyGgI/AAAAAAAACys/rCmhWUPSLlc/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/span&gt;, Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iabqLHbwH-Q/Tk9IYNQ_ydI/AAAAAAAACyk/Awojivts52I/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642808438833531346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iabqLHbwH-Q/Tk9IYNQ_ydI/AAAAAAAACyk/Awojivts52I/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5871282394270192724?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5871282394270192724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5871282394270192724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5871282394270192724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5871282394270192724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-2-pictures-i-had-to.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 2 - Pictures I Had to Share'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1mJt7zMxc/Tk9I5DQ14MI/AAAAAAAAC0E/CFCW_u6jfvU/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6871905444811986228</id><published>2011-08-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:03:57.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Scotia - Part 1 - Halifax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OID3aaSERNo/Tk1n9vEGRmI/AAAAAAAACyU/Qp5oAq3fNJE/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642280218468435554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OID3aaSERNo/Tk1n9vEGRmI/AAAAAAAACyU/Qp5oAq3fNJE/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our trip to Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;, Canada started with a little pit stop at the Detroit airport.  We had a little over three hours to burn so Steve, Lucas, Landon and I did lots of walking, exploring and even some shopping at the duty free shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-1obAEgYYE/Tk1n9Vw87ZI/AAAAAAAACyM/5Sx-RMQhHX8/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642280211677244818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-1obAEgYYE/Tk1n9Vw87ZI/AAAAAAAACyM/5Sx-RMQhHX8/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the three hour time difference it was quit late by the time we arrived in Halifax.  Once we picked up our rental van, checked into our hotel and grabbed a little food it was already midnight and time to hit the hay.  The next morning we awoke with the bad news that Grandma Judy's hip had popped out of place for the second time in two weeks.  Papa rode with the paramedics in the ambulance to take grandma to a nearby hospital and they were then transported to a different hospital in downtown Halifax where they could actually pop Grandma's hip back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642284604680892818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9YNjaH7kyc/Tk1r9C-o8ZI/AAAAAAAACyc/5DaRddLpPKI/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time Steve and the boys went swimming at the hotel while I got in a workout.  We then secured our room at the hotel for another evening before heading to Halifax to do some sight seeing.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TcDOKfrZlLI/Tk1nmtsTirI/AAAAAAAACx8/KIx-ndTBTQA/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642280209767957730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTTtAqE0IsU/Tk1n9OpvhOI/AAAAAAAACyE/N2r4trNx9ug/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After crossing the bridge into Halifax we found our way to the Halifax Harbour where we spent the remainder of the day.  We took in the local farmers market, had lunch and walked along the pier checking out the 100's of vendors.  I wish we would have had more time to explore Pier 21, the last standing immigration shed in Canada.  Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5X5QnWz3TiU/Tk1nmbg-YMI/AAAAAAAACx0/d9PJWzjOtYo/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642279822963215026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TcDOKfrZlLI/Tk1nmtsTirI/AAAAAAAACx8/KIx-ndTBTQA/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first lighthouse of the trip - Halifax Harbour Lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoGl8nrvVtE/Tk1nmG2cJbI/AAAAAAAACxs/-XsA_9GSWqs/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642279818083852482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5X5QnWz3TiU/Tk1nmbg-YMI/AAAAAAAACx0/d9PJWzjOtYo/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642279812536739250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoGl8nrvVtE/Tk1nmG2cJbI/AAAAAAAACxs/-XsA_9GSWqs/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas was ready to throw in the emergency safety tube to anyone who fell over board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3qTDS46xzE/Tk1nmFrKVuI/AAAAAAAACxk/dWTd1WYijBw/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642279812220999394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3qTDS46xzE/Tk1nmFrKVuI/AAAAAAAACxk/dWTd1WYijBw/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This playground was a little different than the ones we are used to back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHbS_C6corc/Tk1nlyMZQoI/AAAAAAAACxc/CCBi4AJQdOg/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642279806991680130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHbS_C6corc/Tk1nlyMZQoI/AAAAAAAACxc/CCBi4AJQdOg/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the day we found out Grandma Judy was going to have to spend the night in the hospital.  After picking up Papa Joe from the hospital we headed back to the hotel where the boys and I were able to go swimming once again while Steve and Papa grabbed some food and drinks at the hotel restaurant.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_U6EJjkfSw/Tk1YWUDyddI/AAAAAAAACxU/ZO0Ubw5wUTo/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642263048530064850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_U6EJjkfSw/Tk1YWUDyddI/AAAAAAAACxU/ZO0Ubw5wUTo/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday morning we dropped Papa off at the hospital so that he could help grandma with the tedious process of checking out of the hospital and Steve drove the boys and I around the parts of Halifax that we did not explore the day before.  We were able to drive around the grounds of the Citadel but did not have enough time to do the tour, this is something that Steve and I would both love to do the next time we make it to Halifax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnjfKA5pgNU/Tk1YWCmMKvI/AAAAAAAACxM/htZYvzXZ5tM/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642263043842517746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnjfKA5pgNU/Tk1YWCmMKvI/AAAAAAAACxM/htZYvzXZ5tM/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642263043572017618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZLZNgpCGEc/Tk1YWBlsqdI/AAAAAAAACxE/xOFWs6vqGBo/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642263040910126194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7UqJONFZOzw/Tk1YV3rDbHI/AAAAAAAACw0/O2cya7zje_c/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas wanted me to take a picture of this double-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;decker&lt;/span&gt; bus because it reminded him of the bus on Harry Potter and the Prisoner of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Azkaban&lt;/span&gt;.  Yet another thing we want to do the next time we make it up to Nova &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;, ride on the second floor of that pink bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhnObYA1Klo/Tk1YV5vLuQI/AAAAAAAACw8/BSGMRuE6MWE/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642263041464318210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhnObYA1Klo/Tk1YV5vLuQI/AAAAAAAACw8/BSGMRuE6MWE/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma was released from the hospital around 1:00 pm and then we began the 3 hour drive to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shelburne&lt;/span&gt; to Great Grandma Hagar's house where we would be spending the remainder of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-6871905444811986228?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6871905444811986228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6871905444811986228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6871905444811986228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6871905444811986228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-scotia-part-1-halifax.html' title='Nova Scotia - Part 1 - Halifax'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OID3aaSERNo/Tk1n9vEGRmI/AAAAAAAACyU/Qp5oAq3fNJE/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-123706663872289041</id><published>2011-08-18T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T08:12:29.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pod7r7jl_-k/Tk0oTlTVW4I/AAAAAAAACwk/bulPVRfpdgo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642210225060928386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pod7r7jl_-k/Tk0oTlTVW4I/AAAAAAAACwk/bulPVRfpdgo/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of weeks ago the boys and I met up with our friends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt;, Mia and their cousin Haze for a little hike.  We met at the entrance to the Bell Canyon Trail and began the hike to the lake.  I carried the boys fishing poles with me only to find out it was catch and release &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luer&lt;/span&gt; fishing only which we were not prepared for.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642210219639577442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C21jaL4ONh8/Tk0oTRGyG2I/AAAAAAAACwc/Lsm8RzELhmg/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angi&lt;/span&gt; carried &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt; in her backpack and the other four kids managed to hike the trail all be themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642210218790085842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9-DRn7HiS4/Tk0oTN8P5NI/AAAAAAAACwU/PNV0pvkMX-E/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;It was a little slow going at times but I was so proud of all the kids for pushing on.   They were very relieved to see the lake where they finally got to have a much deserved snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642210215133909778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Il2T9rz-ww4/Tk0oTAUjExI/AAAAAAAACwM/A01aBxmH1qw/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids managed to share some of their crackers with this baby duck and her momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-578t3NQibm4/Tk0oSwqEptI/AAAAAAAACwE/RxSAOmicOYg/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642210210929223378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-578t3NQibm4/Tk0oSwqEptI/AAAAAAAACwE/RxSAOmicOYg/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642209703994189586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ys1d7gpqgU/Tk0n1QLV5xI/AAAAAAAACvc/Yz5jzqdBH48/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and Landon are starting to get a kick out of our little friend Isabel, now that she is getting so much bigger.  Landon enjoys playing peek-a-boo with her and Lucas likes to make funny faces that make her giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DQpvCjLZnoA/Tk0oAmdAqCI/AAAAAAAACv8/8odBegkfOqE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642209898952435746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DQpvCjLZnoA/Tk0oAmdAqCI/AAAAAAAACv8/8odBegkfOqE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the goggles he is wearing - safety first when mowing the law.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KEpGL_ORnA/Tk0n1itaVNI/AAAAAAAACv0/O2tQn6V9Goo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642209708968924370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KEpGL_ORnA/Tk0n1itaVNI/AAAAAAAACv0/O2tQn6V9Goo/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not your typical hockey uniform but it seemed to work for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642209707811561282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mg3ydec4lY/Tk0n1eZeX0I/AAAAAAAACvk/VOtpXjM0-ps/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-123706663872289041?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/123706663872289041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=123706663872289041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/123706663872289041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/123706663872289041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/summertime-fun.html' title='Summertime Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pod7r7jl_-k/Tk0oTlTVW4I/AAAAAAAACwk/bulPVRfpdgo/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8016286430275856099</id><published>2011-08-04T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:18:51.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming Summer Vacation - 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173335144752882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wf5_avxl4SE/TjtDSAKbZvI/AAAAAAAACu8/gkc2cLEKyPM/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago the boys and I took off for Wyoming to spend some time with family and friends.  We got into Laramie Thursday evening where we stayed with Grandma Janice for 6 nights.  Saturday was Grandmas birthday so we had lots of family around, went out to dinner and had yummy ice cream cake.  The boys got to spend one afternoon swimming with their cousins &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Braeden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; where they had the whole pool to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173334873576946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_kjj3yOqR8/TjtDR_JxlfI/AAAAAAAACu0/R9pIi8GYVI0/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173330295160114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDfkiqEoFzE/TjtDRuGMfTI/AAAAAAAACus/LNB1vmRJx98/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;Grandma Janice went along to watch the boys in the pool as well as their cousin &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jenika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173330054884674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IG2xdto8GIc/TjtDRtM6LUI/AAAAAAAACuk/KJtD4eML_zc/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;The boys spent a lot of time outside riding their bikes and scooters and playing in the water at grandmas house.  Landon also enjoyed playing and digging in the dirt so much he could not be bothered to go inside to use the restroom.  I walked outside and looked at him and all he said is "I &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;peed&lt;/font&gt;", and kept right on digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173324046891234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErToTuetQHc/TjtDRW0feOI/AAAAAAAACuc/mp519k4ig3s/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;As always the boys loved playing with &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; dog and feeding her a treat or two each day.  She mostly just follows &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grandma&lt;/font&gt; around the house so when she spends time with us it is a real treat.  The boys get a kick out of how spoiled she is and how grandma always calls her "poop".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173109556000418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT2I6tUGh9U/TjtDE3x4NqI/AAAAAAAACuU/sqSHooaEGi4/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;When we go to Laramie there are certain things we always have to do, it's tradition I guess.  One of those things is to go to the local Book/Movie/Game store, Hastings, so the boys can look around and pick out something for being so good on the long trip.  We also spend one of the days downtown shopping and just walking around.  We go to the Chocolate Cellar, the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Curiosity&lt;/font&gt; Shop, &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maurices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and of course to the top of the foot bridge to watch the trains go by.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637179243921124050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LH7_2F2S-nM/TjtIp8EfqtI/AAAAAAAACvU/5sP42vZbzDU/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;We were also in town for my sister Terri's birthday.  Grandma Janice watched the boys while I went to the &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;' &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Buckhorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Bar and helped her celebrate.  The boys were &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pleasantly&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/font&gt; to see me home within a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173110910572258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfhpxgl7gsA/TjtDE801VuI/AAAAAAAACuM/uHrH9JqYDNE/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;One of the less fun things we do while in Laramie is to visit the laundry mat.  Grandma's washer and dryer are not quit big enough for the piles of clothes we manage to accumulate.  The boys did get to play with some other cousins at Aunt Tina's house while I went shopping with Grandma at &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maurices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  A win/win situation for all of us.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178746751293202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7XeyvyEBY/TjtIM_9-FxI/AAAAAAAACvM/7aoM85UoOro/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;We went to Cheyenne on Wednesday afternoon to spend some time with Aunt Tonia and her family.  Her son Kent just recently got out of the Marines and her youngest son &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Destin&lt;/span&gt; is about to join the Marines next month, so it was really nice to get to see them both and they got to spend some time with the boys.  Thursday the boys and I went with Aunt Tonia and Cousin Kathy to Ft. Collins, CO to do some jewelry shopping and to once again hit &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maurices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  That evening Aunt Tonia and I accepted free tickets from her friend Chrissie to go to the Darius &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; concert where we also met up with her friend &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kimm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  The concert was so much fun with this group of wild ladies, we decided to make it a tradition to go out during Cheyenne &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frontier&lt;/font&gt; Days once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173106980817650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GCFVAQzqbpM/TjtDEuL6CvI/AAAAAAAACt8/ZUk47VsgGrE/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;Friday we took the boys to &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frontier&lt;/font&gt; Park to do some more shopping and to ride the carnival rides.  The boys each got to ride about 8 rides and then they each chose a cowboy belt with a buckle as their &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;souvenir&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637173102438276994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUANIsK7I2k/TjtDEdQ4X4I/AAAAAAAACt0/CMmfpt6k-Tk/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;Friday evening the boys were so excited to see their dad get into town for his annual Laramie &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Enduro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Bike Race.  They did not leave his side the whole night.  We also got to see our friend Kristin and meet her parents while they were passing through on their way to Nebraska.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637172834959814914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJBMjKFXWEY/TjtC041C8QI/AAAAAAAACts/qrmPDCU8Amo/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;Saturday the boys and I met up with Uncle Robert and Aunt Shelly before we headed up to &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vedauwoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; for a picnic and to climb around on the rocks.  Then it was off to watch Steve finish his bike race.  I am pretty sure this was the 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time he has done this race and each time he does it I think he is completely crazy.  After hanging out for a little while we then headed down the mountain to Grandma Janice's house for a &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/font&gt; and lots of family.   We had so much fun in Laramie, it is always hard to say goodbye and head home.  Hopefully we will be back there for Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637172832428320354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIKY5BycIx4/TjtC0vZfZmI/AAAAAAAACtk/kZhN58RLfWk/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637172829060822962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E46x82zwCS8/TjtC0i2nd7I/AAAAAAAACtc/cLfhvx71LCs/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8016286430275856099?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8016286430275856099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8016286430275856099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8016286430275856099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8016286430275856099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/wyoming-summer-vacation-2011.html' title='Wyoming Summer Vacation - 2011'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wf5_avxl4SE/TjtDSAKbZvI/AAAAAAAACu8/gkc2cLEKyPM/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1104261484930440943</id><published>2011-08-04T16:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:24:39.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy Boots &amp; Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637144617003815570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtXImKnapgg/TjspKYwEkpI/AAAAAAAACtM/zpauO_L9ffk/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago the boys and I went shopping at a local Western store where we finally found a pair of boots for them both.  They were both so excited and have not wanted to take them off since, regardless of what outfit they are wearing.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637141970278512594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh73pB_bPjw/TjsmwU7ld9I/AAAAAAAACsM/CNZPgsDGiqg/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;We also found a puppy for Landon who looks a lot like Momma White Dog did when she was "younger".  :)  You will never guess what he named her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637141979688252082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MvOW6H5etKU/Tjsmw3_CsrI/AAAAAAAACsk/TLhgZ7VaYrE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637144623084065330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9q0HMu1wDU4/TjspKvZt0jI/AAAAAAAACtU/ag40iXkrIX8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;He never fails to amaze me, some of the stuff he comes up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637141975126145362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EtUurcRgwQ/Tjsmwm_WeVI/AAAAAAAACsc/oxvqmoCMi68/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142479264208274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10ABS_Nsokw/TjsnN9DO1ZI/AAAAAAAACs8/8BJ8-RLO5HU/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;The boys swimming at their friend Gabe's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142470761078354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytYQpovHwyc/TjsnNdX7XlI/AAAAAAAACss/1blRPo12NKQ/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637142478282040722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAIcQYxSjJE/TjsnN5ZEJZI/AAAAAAAACtE/wFbAVuV_yk0/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1104261484930440943?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1104261484930440943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1104261484930440943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1104261484930440943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1104261484930440943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/08/cowboy-boots-fun.html' title='Cowboy Boots &amp; Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtXImKnapgg/TjspKYwEkpI/AAAAAAAACtM/zpauO_L9ffk/s72-c/111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-528258299709797410</id><published>2011-07-18T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:05:59.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in the Uintahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870374915638738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YD-aMa4v5k/TiTexbkeBdI/AAAAAAAACrs/C7ReHfKB3Hk/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday we loaded up the truck so we could head up to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uintahs&lt;/span&gt; for a weekend of camping.  Our friend Kristin met us at our house at noon and the five of us stopped for lunch before heading up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5VK9TmLCsQ/TiTexflcYPI/AAAAAAAACrk/Bzv5_uOG8ik/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630871403857433778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWoyRzLPICE/TiTftUrT1LI/AAAAAAAACr8/Q-MuLz7J66E/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630871399893451458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7K6Ialp6EE/TiTftF6OQsI/AAAAAAAACr0/P4TJTu65ZAY/s320/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After setting up camp Steve went down the canyon to let our friends know where to find us and Kristen and I took the kids to the river to throw rocks and soak our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU_dOQvVx8o/TiTexH_vsPI/AAAAAAAACrc/_mdjfq6W6_I/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870375993467122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5VK9TmLCsQ/TiTexflcYPI/AAAAAAAACrk/Bzv5_uOG8ik/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870369661333746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU_dOQvVx8o/TiTexH_vsPI/AAAAAAAACrc/_mdjfq6W6_I/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At camp we were joined by Lori, Brandon &amp;amp; Nate Carter shortly followed by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jessenia&lt;/span&gt;, Chad, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Ethan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thaxton&lt;/span&gt; and last but not least was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angi&lt;/span&gt;, Bart, Mia and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt; Williamson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QugCb67XDaY/TiTejzmZdPI/AAAAAAAACrM/09mCg4NQRrU/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870151595893346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OllD3IoxaiY/TiTekbo5ImI/AAAAAAAACrU/l7W2Min7yWg/s320/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course all the kids took a liking to our young cute friend Kristen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870140848010482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QugCb67XDaY/TiTejzmZdPI/AAAAAAAACrM/09mCg4NQRrU/s320/127.JPG" /&gt;And they all loved the hammock that the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thaxton&lt;/span&gt; family provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bg_CBPI-Pk/TiTejWRbO5I/AAAAAAAACq8/CxFJcmUDbdI/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870139256951746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4428xyTjvW0/TiTejtrD08I/AAAAAAAACrE/PPRooOjKNX0/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870132975418258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bg_CBPI-Pk/TiTejWRbO5I/AAAAAAAACq8/CxFJcmUDbdI/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday after a big yummy breakfast a bunch of us took the kids down to the river again for some more rock throwing, rock smashing and rock collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAgNfQqbjRM/TiTejGY7uTI/AAAAAAAACq0/RH_pUkubljc/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630870128711940402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAgNfQqbjRM/TiTejGY7uTI/AAAAAAAACq0/RH_pUkubljc/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then headed to the Provo River Falls to bask in the beauty of Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869811020284642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0R2srVBeSE8/TiTeQm5VwuI/AAAAAAAACqs/mvfdMnchM2Y/s320/141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869806976543138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKwr97MbcPw/TiTeQX1PKaI/AAAAAAAACqk/9gj5Ay4Sj5o/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869804358252850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tvDsfvKnRY/TiTeQOE_OTI/AAAAAAAACqc/AZD-XytYA9w/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869794483520450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u969Tzfih2k/TiTePpSqw8I/AAAAAAAACqU/MNz18Ut_RQk/s320/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869789515489746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDNjC20SOOQ/TiTePWyModI/AAAAAAAACqM/S68SgGztvTs/s320/154.JPG" /&gt;Poor Landon slipped on a rock and got a little more wet than he intended.  Lucky for him Kristen was close by and helped him up out of the freezing cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869444074604498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctQvwBth5qA/TiTd7P6rB9I/AAAAAAAACqE/a9QAU96Yt8M/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;We headed back to camp for dry clothes and fishing gear before we then went up to Mirror Lake to do a little bit of fishing.  The higher into the mountains we went the more snow we saw and a lot of the camp grounds were still closed despite the fact that it is now mid July.  Lucas and Landon tried their best to catch a fish, even going as far as using licorice as bait.  Mia was the only one to catch a fish but it was fun none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869432017655218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3z_cvPk1ec/TiTd6jAElbI/AAAAAAAACp0/hFpk15gRdIo/s320/159.JPG" /&gt;Later on back at camp while we were preparing to eat dinner, Lucas tapped Kristen on the arm and in a very calm voice said "Kristen look, a deer."  Sure enough just up the road was a deer.  She said it was just too funny how nonchalant Lucas was about it.  :)  Once again we enjoyed our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt; before saying goodbye to Kristen, who headed back to Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BY4akW1EMMU/TiTd6SkDaSI/AAAAAAAACps/024dZR9KSyI/s1600/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869427605170466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BY4akW1EMMU/TiTd6SkDaSI/AAAAAAAACps/024dZR9KSyI/s320/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Williamson family and us were the only ones who stayed the extra night.  We had a mellow night watching the fire and listening to the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0XxXDpeI-c/TiTd6HDoAcI/AAAAAAAACpk/c0y4WZACM_0/s1600/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630869424516366786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0XxXDpeI-c/TiTd6HDoAcI/AAAAAAAACpk/c0y4WZACM_0/s320/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday we enjoyed another delicious breakfast before we then had to pack up and head for home.  Another great weekend in the mountains with lots of good friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-528258299709797410?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/528258299709797410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=528258299709797410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/528258299709797410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/528258299709797410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-in-uintahs.html' title='Camping in the Uintahs'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YD-aMa4v5k/TiTexbkeBdI/AAAAAAAACrs/C7ReHfKB3Hk/s72-c/117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7128739775755542069</id><published>2011-07-18T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:59:57.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxa0hfKSu_I/TiTTdAh2ccI/AAAAAAAACpc/CBlrjhKQOyw/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857929431609794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxa0hfKSu_I/TiTTdAh2ccI/AAAAAAAACpc/CBlrjhKQOyw/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a very busy 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July weekend starting with Friday night fireworks at our house where we were able to catch up with some old friends, the Veenendaals.  We also had our friends Matt, Aimee and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danee&lt;/span&gt; over to enjoy the show.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857926312978834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yunKbBYIjcQ/TiTTc06T6ZI/AAAAAAAACpU/2H8lfnPocyI/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;Saturday night we had our friends Matt, Jean and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; over for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt;, games and yet another night of fireworks.  Lucas loves to hang out with Jace and spoke of little else the few days leading up to Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857650002751602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPAFxrJLas/TiTTMvk0cHI/AAAAAAAACpM/Xjd9lqcIC_I/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;Monday was the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July and after a relaxing day on Sunday we were up early to start the festivities.  After my run we headed to the Sandy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Promenade&lt;/span&gt; as per tradition where the boys got their spray on tattoos, we walked around to all the vendors and enjoyed some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857639119825010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxxltJKhfDE/TiTTMHCIKHI/AAAAAAAACpE/Wr2SyvkIDrI/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857635992551954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I875QmPqmb4/TiTTL7YhwhI/AAAAAAAACo8/fwqGuRvOXfg/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;After lunch Lucas and Landon went in a bunch of bounce houses, played some games and did a couple of craft projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857635078332098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lWjsL--yCI/TiTTL3-j3sI/AAAAAAAACo0/BYCfAk6bnrI/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630857630818796722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODqqt2Zxrc4/TiTTLoHAhLI/AAAAAAAACos/sOCn5vwJKfE/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;Sunday evening we had Joe, Judy, Erin and a distant cousin, Mark, over for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt;.  We were later joined by our friend Kristen as we enjoyed the fireworks that Papa brought with him as well as all the ones our neighbors were doing.  What a wonderful fun filled weekend with family and friends.&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/9092763821239819240-7128739775755542069?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7128739775755542069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7128739775755542069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7128739775755542069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7128739775755542069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/07/fourth-of-july-weekend.html' title='Fourth of July Weekend'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxa0hfKSu_I/TiTTdAh2ccI/AAAAAAAACpc/CBlrjhKQOyw/s72-c/098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-251454360178880852</id><published>2011-07-18T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:37:09.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Active</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_gFxxlGss/TiTOp95c89I/AAAAAAAACok/q6Ru0I3e224/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852654505456594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_gFxxlGss/TiTOp95c89I/AAAAAAAACok/q6Ru0I3e224/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my first year riding the Little Red Riding Hood bike ride with my friend Sarah.  We managed to do the 50 mile ride on my beach cruiser and her mountain bike.  It was a lot harder than I anticipated but was so pleased to go the distance we signed up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imoFnimWirI/TiTOpRjhg4I/AAAAAAAACoc/awvffhW-GRw/s1600/rag11_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852642602320770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imoFnimWirI/TiTOpRjhg4I/AAAAAAAACoc/awvffhW-GRw/s320/rag11_06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also participated in the Wasatch Back RAGNAR Relay last month with 10 other teammates.  I was runner #8 this year which put me in Van 2.  It was nice to see the other half of the course I did not see last year.  I ran a little over 16 miles with my favorite run being the 7 miler at 2:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJcAiM5xBrw/TiTOpSS6VhI/AAAAAAAACoU/WPqm_WUUtwE/s1600/rag11_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852642801079826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJcAiM5xBrw/TiTOpSS6VhI/AAAAAAAACoU/WPqm_WUUtwE/s320/rag11_34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852640773630114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVO93iGk-S0/TiTOpKvh6KI/AAAAAAAACoM/FNPr-q8xRGs/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas enjoying a round of miniature golf with his friend Bridger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848779472428210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-toB2N20qmmI/TiTLIaRlXLI/AAAAAAAACoE/jS6zXwt5Bp0/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon was brave enough to try out his friend Sean Armstrong's in-line skates.  He fell a couple of times but kept getting back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q85pjT_yuc/TiTLHzB8KLI/AAAAAAAACn8/kojiiVmJ9b4/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848768937830578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q85pjT_yuc/TiTLHzB8KLI/AAAAAAAACn8/kojiiVmJ9b4/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys and I like to go to Hidden Valley Park and this particular day I persuaded them to go for a little hike to look for rocks.  We were able to hike part of Bonneville Shoreline Trail that starts and ends at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-75A-_Jy0s/TiTLHtabq0I/AAAAAAAACn0/0przruyUP_M/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848767429946178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-75A-_Jy0s/TiTLHtabq0I/AAAAAAAACn0/0przruyUP_M/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848763788430418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwBrj3jBC_A/TiTLHf2OjFI/AAAAAAAACns/io6C90Fchc0/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;All dressed up for a bike ride.  ;)  I usually drag out the stationary bike once the boys are in bed for the night but occasionally they stay up late and watch my television programs with me.  I usually get to listen to them ask me 100 times if I am done yet so they can have a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51eZv7jllns/TiTLHAfk4OI/AAAAAAAACnk/L28Hc0I7XkI/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848755371925730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51eZv7jllns/TiTLHAfk4OI/AAAAAAAACnk/L28Hc0I7XkI/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630847182631245618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8WccrqRx2yI/TiTJrdk-lzI/AAAAAAAACnc/2iWlAclkOL4/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year instead of running the Sandy 4th of July Race I signed up for the Kiss Me Dirty Race on July 2nd.  I ran the full 4 miles through water and mud and over obstacle walls, hay bails and much more.  It was lots of fun and I look forward to doing another one in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_5WiSKXYI0/TiTJrXGu_AI/AAAAAAAACnU/CDfArsz-5uw/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630847180893780994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_5WiSKXYI0/TiTJrXGu_AI/AAAAAAAACnU/CDfArsz-5uw/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-251454360178880852?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/251454360178880852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=251454360178880852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/251454360178880852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/251454360178880852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/07/staying-active.html' title='Staying Active'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_gFxxlGss/TiTOp95c89I/AAAAAAAACok/q6Ru0I3e224/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-3713169915858312348</id><published>2011-07-18T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:26:58.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630825521774737474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KAZ-YPIsU2I/TiS1-omWOEI/AAAAAAAACms/lIyy_H7b_GQ/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;At the beginning of the summer,my sister-in-law Shelly, introduced our family to a prior student of hers who happened to be doing an internship in the Salt Lake Valley for the summer.  I was not sure how much Kristen would enjoy hanging out with my family but I was glad that she would at least know someone.  We invited her to an event at Rocky Mountain Speedway where we got to watch all sorts of races.  We also went to dinner before hand at Five Guys Burgers and Fries so that she could try the infamous "fry sauce"  she had heard so much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630825515637426466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ehtttormxI/TiS1-RvGSSI/AAAAAAAACmk/SxExEcAPje0/s320/022.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630826069138599922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rN3EzFYxCzE/TiS2efsD7_I/AAAAAAAACnE/bYrHzkjovA8/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our favorite event of the night was definitely the "train" races where they had three old cars hooked together and raced in a figure 8.  It was so entertaining to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630825531991003602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEmeEKAFch8/TiS1_OqGEdI/AAAAAAAACm8/3TAefHYb0S0/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;We also invited Kristen to a Minor League Baseball game where we watched the Salt Lake Bees get whooped by Sacramento.  The kids really enjoyed their free hot dog and drink and so did mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630824905920204642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0H2UTER23E/TiS1ayXLz2I/AAAAAAAACmU/CMLHfOYEtF4/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630824907608596466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87OuaIPBJLw/TiS1a4pun_I/AAAAAAAACmM/ahdndvDy17U/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;We also saw the Armstrong and Williamson families at the game, so there were plenty of friends to play with when the game got a little boring.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630824911325368898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aOFaQMNQ9ig/TiS1bGf4EkI/AAAAAAAACmc/zSJ13ehu8qY/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630836926247803074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--JfPCheKOx0/TiTAWdknGMI/AAAAAAAACnM/OnXFWn-zdIU/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;Nothing like a rainy day in June....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630824519735154322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gwu9I3cEhA/TiS1ETtflpI/AAAAAAAACl0/m0UXBHJtGLM/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;I'm sure this is not the recommended use for this scooter but Lucas sure thought it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYnAmSjhKY8/TiS1EnjvyuI/AAAAAAAACl8/Sj1hk2ubxsc/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630824533827887346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dInkx1sw3DQ/TiS1FINdoPI/AAAAAAAACmE/Bqvgz-aZ5nc/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-3713169915858312348?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/3713169915858312348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=3713169915858312348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3713169915858312348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3713169915858312348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-new-friend.html' title='Our New Friend'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KAZ-YPIsU2I/TiS1-omWOEI/AAAAAAAACms/lIyy_H7b_GQ/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7615516539161746254</id><published>2011-07-18T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:28:07.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of School Means Summertime Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630813656262589026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDv21RxaOwE/TiSrL-HzOmI/AAAAAAAACkc/SQZxdUuettI/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the school year I volunteered to help out with field day in Lucas's class.  I know I will miss the great teachers he had and hope to see some of his little friends in his 1st grade class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630813658575290306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJqRyPjD64Q/TiSrMGvMP8I/AAAAAAAACks/lCmydtJ7bBo/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;I was also able to spend the last day of school with Lucas in his classroom since it just so happened to fall on a Tuesday, my volunteer day.  :)  I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that kindergarten is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630813668801155330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ob3DHszVyc/TiSrMs1OkQI/AAAAAAAACk0/GccqE4woqr4/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630820785068499746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0o6GlHzQ8c/TiSxq6_k4yI/AAAAAAAAClc/R8lnqMVivlI/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630820778176338370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoku2ZhQL0Y/TiSxqhUW2cI/AAAAAAAAClU/Fod8ATcHNYM/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630821907646342946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1KlVMFQANHQ/TiSysQ6_ZyI/AAAAAAAACls/xR5ScBw9hLw/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;We started the summer off with lots of plans on the calendar and plenty of free days to just kick back and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630820772739987698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QtXTDhgs5nw/TiSxqNEOuPI/AAAAAAAAClE/xexP5TONWLo/s320/013.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630820765530099506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Q-eWsgTIvg/TiSxpyNQjzI/AAAAAAAACk8/frbJXg-T2vE/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7615516539161746254?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7615516539161746254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7615516539161746254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7615516539161746254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7615516539161746254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/07/end-of-school-means-summertime-fun.html' title='End of School Means Summertime Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDv21RxaOwE/TiSrL-HzOmI/AAAAAAAACkc/SQZxdUuettI/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5046103461945717449</id><published>2011-06-16T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:00:57.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Landon Loves T-Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619045261850536530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTMupsiWM8/Tfrb5QlxalI/AAAAAAAACjY/e14BlgEh5GY/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month Landon began his baseball career by playing t-ball.  He was one of the youngest kids on his team but that did not seem to faze him one bit.  His first game we were not sure if he would even participate or not but he followed his coach and teammates  to the sideline until it was his turn to bat.  The first time he hit the ball he just sort of stood there not quit sure what to do until the coach showed him where to run to first base.  The next time he bat he remembered where to go and slowly walked to first base.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619045268388321330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6yWTCwaFLA/Tfrb5o8gGDI/AAAAAAAACjg/aRnuB8woUPw/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;Once he was on the base he usually needed someone to tell him when to advance to second, third or home.  Towards the end of the short season he seemed to really be getting the hang of his offensive duties.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619048203567544050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UmtX2cZwkmA/TfrekfVwtvI/AAAAAAAACjo/kUJnT-20ylc/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing in the outfield was another story, there seemed to be so many distractions.  The first couple of times he did get the ball he would put it in his left hand with his mitt and try to throw it that way.  It makes me giggle just thinking about it.  Priceless!!  We cannot wait to sign him up again.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619045258596150546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuYvUfvoflQ/Tfrb5Ed3bRI/AAAAAAAACjQ/Vf-i_E5A1CQ/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;And of course there was a lot of nail biting going on.....a habit I wish he would quit.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFcku6Vtb1c/Tfrb49L2qGI/AAAAAAAACjI/MBpAalhnUpA/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619045256641554530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFcku6Vtb1c/Tfrb49L2qGI/AAAAAAAACjI/MBpAalhnUpA/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5046103461945717449?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5046103461945717449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5046103461945717449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5046103461945717449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5046103461945717449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/06/landon-loves-t-ball_16.html' title='Landon Loves T-Ball'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTMupsiWM8/Tfrb5QlxalI/AAAAAAAACjY/e14BlgEh5GY/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5769670186580534434</id><published>2011-06-02T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T17:32:17.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42y1iNp-jxA/TegpBFQKaCI/AAAAAAAACiE/csiUMW3a-CM/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613782034083899426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42y1iNp-jxA/TegpBFQKaCI/AAAAAAAACiE/csiUMW3a-CM/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last month I was lucky enough to get to chaperon on Lucas' kindergarten field trip to the zoo.  My friend Becky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McArthur&lt;/span&gt; and I were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;assigned&lt;/span&gt; to keep track of the seven boys in the class.  Just getting to ride on the bus with all their school friends was so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQDlVCEvZYs/TegpAkIm_tI/AAAAAAAACh8/eOcSzG5xguQ/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613782025193848530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQDlVCEvZYs/TegpAkIm_tI/AAAAAAAACh8/eOcSzG5xguQ/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were at least a dozen other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;buses&lt;/span&gt; full of children at the zoo this particular day so at times it was a little nerve racking trying to keep track of the seven rambunctious little guys.  One of the boys strayed from our group while at the playground but luckily we quickly recovered him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqhdlRlqchk/TegpAa4l6gI/AAAAAAAACh0/8kfqRy2yRaI/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613782022710749698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqhdlRlqchk/TegpAa4l6gI/AAAAAAAACh0/8kfqRy2yRaI/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PM7Cangxkw/TegpAL_xGqI/AAAAAAAAChs/d6OOMepQww8/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613782018714311330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PM7Cangxkw/TegpAL_xGqI/AAAAAAAAChs/d6OOMepQww8/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all were pretty tired at the end of the day and I even got to go for a little run as one of the boys told me, as we were sitting on the bus getting ready to leave, that he left his jacket at the lunch table.  I ran all the way back to get his jacket and then back to the bus.  Note to self......remind kids to grab all their stuff before leaving the lunch table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpbksNELBvw/Tego__dTbAI/AAAAAAAAChk/pbab6plUoXY/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613782015348534274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpbksNELBvw/Tego__dTbAI/AAAAAAAAChk/pbab6plUoXY/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-5769670186580534434?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5769670186580534434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5769670186580534434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5769670186580534434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5769670186580534434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/06/zoo-field-trip.html' title='Zoo Field Trip'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42y1iNp-jxA/TegpBFQKaCI/AAAAAAAACiE/csiUMW3a-CM/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-981501732819217340</id><published>2011-05-25T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:59:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking, Biking and more Biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759948965817954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i68MOaQSSNI/Td1sck4YrmI/AAAAAAAAChM/nPXb1bN04RE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;About 4 weeks ago Lucas started to ride his bike on his own!!!  We got him the bike for his 5th birthday and rather than getting the right size we got one size bigger than what he needed.  We tried all last summer to get him to ride his bike but it was really just too big for him.  This spring when he was finally tall enough to sit on the seat and touch the ground he was riding it within a couple of weeks.  After riding around the block the first time with his dad he said, "Dad, I think I love biking as much as you do now."  :) &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759953032488482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oieFsi2Q0f0/Td1sc0B9JiI/AAAAAAAAChU/o1tpoJbgzv8/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759956478575058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25A9Wp3OVus/Td1sdA3kQdI/AAAAAAAAChc/-y5kHLgmZ1Q/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;Speaking of biking, we went to our first Motorcross event at the Rocky Mountain Raceways and even though it was spring time it was snowing, blowing and freezing.  Steve was out of town so the boys and I went by ourselves and after watching the guys on bikes warm up for an hour we had had enough.  The competition had not even started when we left but by the time we got to the truck all of our fingers and toes were FROZE!  We finally warmed up right before we got home so we decided to stop for some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBufeH4igzg/Td1sN4K7PUI/AAAAAAAAChE/KX-bs84O33s/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759193728453570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLpt0qUVoeY/Td1rwnZxC8I/AAAAAAAACgc/ehwi2rlSR28/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759696445816130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBufeH4igzg/Td1sN4K7PUI/AAAAAAAAChE/KX-bs84O33s/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvQnrEYJFqk/Td1sNrpXpRI/AAAAAAAACg8/pNwv1KZcuX4/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759693083845906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvQnrEYJFqk/Td1sNrpXpRI/AAAAAAAACg8/pNwv1KZcuX4/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610759208853901634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0s06ECikXoo/Td1rxfv9EUI/AAAAAAAACg0/p2me_xH1Dg4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;A couple of Saturdays ago Steve and I took the boys to grandma Judy's house and we took our bikes downtown for the Tour de Brewtah.  We got to ride around to four different breweries and received a pint of beer at each one.  Needless to say I was feeling no pain at the end of our ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610758931896390546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PR6CmTxdw4Q/Td1rhYAI05I/AAAAAAAACgU/DacNZNZTTeQ/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-981501732819217340?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/981501732819217340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=981501732819217340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/981501732819217340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/981501732819217340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/05/biking-biking-and-more-biking.html' title='Biking, Biking and more Biking'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i68MOaQSSNI/Td1sck4YrmI/AAAAAAAAChM/nPXb1bN04RE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-2155820350579812905</id><published>2011-05-16T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:20:23.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tulip Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSVHezrlYuQ/TdHVxiY5G-I/AAAAAAAACgM/_nCRc82Xs9U/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607498058074495970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSVHezrlYuQ/TdHVxiY5G-I/AAAAAAAACgM/_nCRc82Xs9U/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEzY_3SovZk/TdHVlqUTziI/AAAAAAAACgE/-8ggXNYLjGk/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497854044327458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEzY_3SovZk/TdHVlqUTziI/AAAAAAAACgE/-8ggXNYLjGk/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last month we met up with some of my MOPS friends at Thanksgiving Point for the Tulip Festival.  Even though a lot of the tulips had not bloomed yet it was still a beautiful day and we enjoyed walking around and just being amongst friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA6dMvt81B4/TdHVlSmzq6I/AAAAAAAACf8/yyt9SjJb5LI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497847679462306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA6dMvt81B4/TdHVlSmzq6I/AAAAAAAACf8/yyt9SjJb5LI/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnz5LxhoqDQ/TdHVlH6aORI/AAAAAAAACf0/iu2lNLVHeuU/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497844808890642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnz5LxhoqDQ/TdHVlH6aORI/AAAAAAAACf0/iu2lNLVHeuU/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTqq0Qf8hAo/TdHVk9BJUDI/AAAAAAAACfs/FYumDDRP0cE/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497841884352562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTqq0Qf8hAo/TdHVk9BJUDI/AAAAAAAACfs/FYumDDRP0cE/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhX8kN8VWFI/TdHVkhNzQ8I/AAAAAAAACfk/gPFDbqvlG2o/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497834421240770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhX8kN8VWFI/TdHVkhNzQ8I/AAAAAAAACfk/gPFDbqvlG2o/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497556995647618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NnR3chiYaZ0/TdHVUXuYqII/AAAAAAAACfc/bc4rHCi2EHs/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;We have enjoyed watching our little friend Danee three days a week for the last month or so.  I did learn right away that it is tough going from two to three kids and especially a younger kid who is not quit as independent as Landon at three years old.  We will be watching her up until the end of this school season when our schedule gets a little bit crazy with vacations, swimming and other summer activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpIs_sddeSc/TdHVUPqNvPI/AAAAAAAACfM/-birSw4HW0Y/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497554830671090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpIs_sddeSc/TdHVUPqNvPI/AAAAAAAACfM/-birSw4HW0Y/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PI7YEARoaw/TdHVT5x9_ZI/AAAAAAAACfE/rSb18q7DC0w/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497548957613458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PI7YEARoaw/TdHVT5x9_ZI/AAAAAAAACfE/rSb18q7DC0w/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4dPSy2WOIc/TdHVTsIFmlI/AAAAAAAACe8/Tu8SxgakGLo/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497545292290642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4dPSy2WOIc/TdHVTsIFmlI/AAAAAAAACe8/Tu8SxgakGLo/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-2155820350579812905?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/2155820350579812905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=2155820350579812905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2155820350579812905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2155820350579812905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/05/tulip-festival.html' title='The Tulip Festival'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSVHezrlYuQ/TdHVxiY5G-I/AAAAAAAACgM/_nCRc82Xs9U/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7237303717703152363</id><published>2011-05-16T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:51:52.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Bleeping" Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I am not sure what the deal is with my blog but it has really been frustrating me lately - hence the lack of my blogging.  Some times it will put in a bunch of spaces between my pictures and even though I go through and delete them and save my changes, when I go to view my blog the spaces are still there.  My Easter blog was really a pain.  I went in like three times and  added text but it would not save the text.  Don't think I was being lazy I was just fed up.  Hopefully it was just that particular post, I promise to try again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-7237303717703152363?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7237303717703152363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7237303717703152363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7237303717703152363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7237303717703152363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-bleeping-blog.html' title='My &quot;Bleeping&quot; Blog'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4271205976827436057</id><published>2011-05-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:56:31.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjwp4O1JAO8/TcTQJGv49UI/AAAAAAAACe0/p5iXsxuBS_4/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603832691204617538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjwp4O1JAO8/TcTQJGv49UI/AAAAAAAACe0/p5iXsxuBS_4/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdCveitQJKw/TcTPoOgemcI/AAAAAAAACek/C2fGMvUZ6qg/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719027522475138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ip2Z3ileR7Y/TbYyyXV5FII/AAAAAAAACbs/gzFYE6t7NpA/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend was such a whirlwind I am not quit sure how I managed to fit everything in....well everything that is except a birthday party that I had written down the wrong time for.  It started Friday afternoon when the boys joined me in helping set up for my MOPS (Mothers of PreSchoolers) rummage sale.  They were so content to just hang out and even helped set up the toys that I let them each pick out a toy from the sale.  After our volunteer shift was over we hurried downtown to the Salt Lake Expo Center where I had to pick up my bib number for a bike ride I was participating in the next day.  We then met the Armstrong family at Squatters Pub for dinner before then heading over to the Energy Solutions Arena for a little indoor football.  We met up with the Williamson family at the game where we enjoyed cheering on the BLAZE for a while before leaving early so we could get home and hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFePaZVpp4/TbYylwtMVEI/AAAAAAAACbc/8mqCidL4rs8/s1600/Tandem%2Bride%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 191px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599718810992792642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFePaZVpp4/TbYylwtMVEI/AAAAAAAACbc/8mqCidL4rs8/s320/Tandem%2Bride%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Saturday started around 4:30 a.m. when I had to get out of bed and out the door in order to make it to Sarah's house and on to the starting line for our 6:00 a.m. bike tour.  This was our second year riding the Armstrong's antique tandem bike the 26 miles of the Salt Lake City Marathon course.  One day I may be crazy enough to try running the 26 miles instead but until then I am content to sit behind Sarah and let her do all the pedaling.  ;)  JK!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-caGtx5RuI90/TbYx__WDwTI/AAAAAAAACbM/u4u0Ln7LPd4/s1600/Tandem%2Bride%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 191px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599718162087264562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-caGtx5RuI90/TbYx__WDwTI/AAAAAAAACbM/u4u0Ln7LPd4/s320/Tandem%2Bride%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After finishing the ride in 1 hr. 40 min. Matt picked us up and took me back to the truck where I was then off to catch Lucas's soccer game.  I was so glad I did not have to miss his game especially since he again scored a goal and we were joined at his game by Grandma Judy, Angi, Mia &amp;amp; Deja Williamson and Sarah, Sean, Gracie &amp;amp; Isabel Armstong.  Lucas felt like such a stud to have so many loved ones cheering him on from the sidelines.  Once the game was over we headed to Chic-Fil-A to grab some early lunch and let the kids play.  When we got home I realized that we were late for our little friend Danee's birthday party because I had written down the wrong time.  Instead the boys did yard work while I did stuff around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKnfvTeRO8g/TbYuZgahnRI/AAAAAAAACa8/9a7dfEMYUD0/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599714202414587154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKnfvTeRO8g/TbYuZgahnRI/AAAAAAAACa8/9a7dfEMYUD0/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday morning I got up early to meet the Armstrong family at their church where baby Isabel was being dedicated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkSWR5MCWO8/TbYuPTW9xpI/AAAAAAAACa0/xsC8FB0V_Vw/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599714027111302802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkSWR5MCWO8/TbYuPTW9xpI/AAAAAAAACa0/xsC8FB0V_Vw/s320/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After church Steve and the boys met up with us and we went to brunch at Blue Plate Diner.  The kids got to play around outside while we waited for a table.  The yummy food was definitely worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sX-h9JRfig/TbYuPFMHcRI/AAAAAAAACas/tC04TonXvEc/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599714023307702546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sX-h9JRfig/TbYuPFMHcRI/AAAAAAAACas/tC04TonXvEc/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After brunch we headed for home where the boys had a little time to play before it was time to get all gussied up and head to our friend Mia's 5th Birthday Party.  Most of the kids got to ride in a limo to the Grand America Hotel in downtown Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42FYPcPQQPk/TbYuPC_-g_I/AAAAAAAACak/MLk0XvyE4wE/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599714022719914994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42FYPcPQQPk/TbYuPC_-g_I/AAAAAAAACak/MLk0XvyE4wE/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sP0C5zxURa8/TbYuO_wDHwI/AAAAAAAACac/-UGyeUnB0O8/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599714021847801602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sP0C5zxURa8/TbYuO_wDHwI/AAAAAAAACac/-UGyeUnB0O8/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily it was nice outside so the kids got to run around and play in the courtyard.  There were numerous fountains and yes Landon and Lucas decided to walk through a shallow one just as I was not looking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKXQvsOpcmg/TbYt_kbRXnI/AAAAAAAACaM/rg9N9vgpHCE/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713756814859890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKXQvsOpcmg/TbYt_kbRXnI/AAAAAAAACaM/rg9N9vgpHCE/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--R3ZcC3lzqA/TbYt_tfFjQI/AAAAAAAACaE/DD9TKNKvR8A/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713759246781698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--R3ZcC3lzqA/TbYt_tfFjQI/AAAAAAAACaE/DD9TKNKvR8A/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmm_NvJikLU/TbYt_aoaloI/AAAAAAAACZ8/vruOOhlcc8g/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713754185635458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmm_NvJikLU/TbYt_aoaloI/AAAAAAAACZ8/vruOOhlcc8g/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713430774009714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar-vt8pGSjI/TbYtsl1Ez3I/AAAAAAAACZs/EuGqPJJlvGs/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-leNqRVl1d1k/TbYts-5uvRI/AAAAAAAACZ0/KTBVHM20Uts/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713437504421138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-leNqRVl1d1k/TbYts-5uvRI/AAAAAAAACZ0/KTBVHM20Uts/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After leaving the party we went and bought the boys new shoes and then it was finally time to head home to unwind.  Luckily Lucas was about to start Spring Break so he had plenty of time to relax at home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4_iI4iHkf0/TbYtbNw9RcI/AAAAAAAACZk/umQaA_vyvvk/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713132256511426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4_iI4iHkf0/TbYtbNw9RcI/AAAAAAAACZk/umQaA_vyvvk/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jj0vv-NQpU/TbYta8T4cgI/AAAAAAAACZc/EZ1rDALJDYU/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599713127571157506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jj0vv-NQpU/TbYta8T4cgI/AAAAAAAACZc/EZ1rDALJDYU/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-4015274911467463980?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4015274911467463980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4015274911467463980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4015274911467463980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4015274911467463980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-busy-weekend.html' title='One Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ip2Z3ileR7Y/TbYyyXV5FII/AAAAAAAACbs/gzFYE6t7NpA/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1378510578022278395</id><published>2011-04-18T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:25:02.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball and Teamwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596784343573623218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ea7sIzSxYhs/TavFtRsscbI/AAAAAAAACYM/V2J6Quw1TC4/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596784335052065186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r49YEFIBNZg/TavFsx8_yaI/AAAAAAAACYE/hS0TixVG2Cs/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;Last week Landon had his very first t-ball game. I was unsure of how he would do going out on the field with his coach and team without having mom or dad out there. As it turned out he did awsome and was fairly outgoing. He kept asking his coach when it would be his turn to bat and sat patiently on the sidelines with the rest of his team while he waited for his turn. Once he hit the ball he would then casually walk to first base and when it was time to advance to the next base he would again casually walk there. It was pretty cute and he looked as if he could not be bothered to run. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596784334837733954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdk4ZeAvgRQ/TavFsxJ5WkI/AAAAAAAACX8/zGxSfVSy_6Y/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;In the outfield he sort of just stood around and watched what everyone else was doing. Towards the end of the game he did field a ball and managed to throw it close to home plate, as directed. We are so excited for his next game when he will also have team pictures taken and mom will actually remember to bring his baseball glove. ;)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596784348287930002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scl2t-H2tqw/TavFtjQrDpI/AAAAAAAACYU/-0cBp8kNufI/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;Landon enjoys showing off for our little friend Danee and being the "big" kid for a change. They play really well together which is a good thing since we will begin taking Danee on a more perminent basis this week for three days and then next week we will begin watching her every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DY8lLeK94BI/TavFQW29BPI/AAAAAAAACX0/-SjHx69LSJs/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783846742623474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DY8lLeK94BI/TavFQW29BPI/AAAAAAAACX0/-SjHx69LSJs/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783847243474722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tJez5tURBA/TavFQYuXZyI/AAAAAAAACXs/lClws_QWL1k/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783735863628482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XQnhKiPQTCM/TavFJ5zV0sI/AAAAAAAACXk/L9aNZ1L0X_U/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;The boys always love having playdates with the Armstrongs and their parents love the fact that my boys have taught them to take their shirts off while they dance around or wrestle. Luckily Gracie is still young enough that it is not a big deal for her to go topless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783736407784322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QG9DYw6yuwg/TavFJ71E-4I/AAAAAAAACXc/sGWz25fI3f0/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;This day the kids decided to start their own band, called the Power Rangers. They made a bunch of paper signs that they hung up all over outside on our house and the fence, (since they were unable to leave the yard) advertising for a concert their band was having. Sean and Lucas made signs on the white boards and even went as far as standing on the street corner trying to persuade passerbys to stop in to listen to their band. As Sarah and I watched from the front window the two boys were able to tell a couple of the neighbors about their band but fortunately for me no one ever stopped for the show. They were pretty cute out there and it entertained them for an entire afternoon. As a mom I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783731685987890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZN9FIy7CWY/TavFJqPUFjI/AAAAAAAACXU/64DVppkLFtY/s320/030.JPG" /&gt; We tryed to get them to come in and put their shirts on but they would not go for it. As you can see with the snow still on the ground it was not quit shirtless weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596783729900027826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCzv6AW5DHs/TavFJjlgf7I/AAAAAAAACXM/-xXhjR1pMvs/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1378510578022278395?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1378510578022278395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1378510578022278395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1378510578022278395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1378510578022278395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/04/t-ball-and-teamwork.html' title='T-Ball and Teamwork'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ea7sIzSxYhs/TavFtRsscbI/AAAAAAAACYM/V2J6Quw1TC4/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4187213731616123370</id><published>2011-04-17T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:21:33.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Projects</title><content type='html'>In case you were wondering what I like to do when I am not playing with the boys, running around town (literally), reading, or doing household duties the pictures below will give you an idea. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPbYeawkw0w/TavHPms4n0I/AAAAAAAACZE/ZvIK9bQ73tM/s1600/IMG_5794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596786032838745922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPbYeawkw0w/TavHPms4n0I/AAAAAAAACZE/ZvIK9bQ73tM/s320/IMG_5794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This apron I did for my friend Lori for her 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday (even though I did not make it to her birthday celebration). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdrI82gADKA/TavHPvYv0KI/AAAAAAAACY8/O-H3G6RaHmI/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596786035170201762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdrI82gADKA/TavHPvYv0KI/AAAAAAAACY8/O-H3G6RaHmI/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This apron I made for my sister Tonia for her 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I have been promising to make her an apron for the past couple of years and had really not seen any fabric that I thought suited her. When I saw this fabric I fell in love with it and her apron turned out to be one of my very favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjW6VMQmza0/TavHFT03lfI/AAAAAAAACY0/wItoKnZgq6Q/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596785855973266930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjW6VMQmza0/TavHFT03lfI/AAAAAAAACY0/wItoKnZgq6Q/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to make holiday pillows for my couch and had the pattern and material for these that my mother in law had given me but had just not gotten around to making them. For some reason I was intimidated by the thought of doing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;applique&lt;/span&gt; but it really turned out to be quit easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W28kd_5ar8/TavHFANL7KI/AAAAAAAACYs/IQX1SZyanrc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596785850706554018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W28kd_5ar8/TavHFANL7KI/AAAAAAAACYs/IQX1SZyanrc/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5AimVBMAKxg/TavHFC7nJUI/AAAAAAAACYk/HSJ3JgVbC2k/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596785851438146882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5AimVBMAKxg/TavHFC7nJUI/AAAAAAAACYk/HSJ3JgVbC2k/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved all three pillows so much I have not been able to bring myself to share them with anyone else. Maybe next year I will make more. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3_352KIY0I/TavHE-lE19I/AAAAAAAACYc/MrBlFuIa-6k/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596785850269882322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3_352KIY0I/TavHE-lE19I/AAAAAAAACYc/MrBlFuIa-6k/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-4187213731616123370?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4187213731616123370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4187213731616123370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4187213731616123370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4187213731616123370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-projects.html' title='Spring Projects'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPbYeawkw0w/TavHPms4n0I/AAAAAAAACZE/ZvIK9bQ73tM/s72-c/IMG_5794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-471775009810238530</id><published>2011-04-10T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T17:49:44.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surprise Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594102347601062594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCmSHTpb6yU/TaI-ckHwqsI/AAAAAAAACWM/5PACYhmEd-M/s320/IMG_5795.JPG" /&gt;Last weekend we all had surprise visitors. Steve and I knew that my brother Robert was coming into town for the weekend but we decided not to tell the boys. There were multiple times I almost let it slip and did end up telling them that we had fun plans for the weekend and used that excuse to get them to mind. When the doorbell rang on Friday afternoon I let the boys answer it and there they saw Uncle Robert.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594102351027602802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WaK8sTqH_Y/TaI-cw4thXI/AAAAAAAACWU/XsGozc5gaUU/s320/IMG_5796.JPG" /&gt;We were all surprised to see that he had brought my sister Tina with him. She had never been to Utah to visit and we were so excited to see her. She kept asking Robert all the way out here if we would be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with her showing up unannounced. We were more than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with it!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b35NK_oK8hU/TaI-dEyYVZI/AAAAAAAACWk/Iv_o22B_u3Q/s1600/IMG_5798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594102356369757586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b35NK_oK8hU/TaI-dEyYVZI/AAAAAAAACWk/Iv_o22B_u3Q/s320/IMG_5798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday was such a beautiful day that we all hung out outside and had a yummy barbecue. We stayed up way too late just visiting and catching up. Saturday morning we got up early to go to Lucas' soccer game. He had a great game and managed to score a goal for Uncle Robert and Aunt Tina. Saturday afternoon Tina and I went for a drive to downtown Salt Lake and then on to a flea market. Neither one of us was too impressed with the flea market so we hit a couple of other stores before meeting up with the boys for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qase2ifi3TY/TaI-c2ql4LI/AAAAAAAACWc/3x7Q0JGmwT8/s1600/IMG_5797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594102352578994354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qase2ifi3TY/TaI-c2ql4LI/AAAAAAAACWc/3x7Q0JGmwT8/s320/IMG_5797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again Saturday night we stayed up way too late playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; bowling with the boys. Come Sunday morning we tried to sleep in to no avail. We had a big breakfast before heading to a couple more stores to do some shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594102089779540210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agFybE8PWs8/TaI-NjqUcPI/AAAAAAAACWE/5pmMI2xGEn0/s320/IMG_5804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594101815535938562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXK8LGYc2Ms/TaI99mBjLAI/AAAAAAAACVc/vWOT7aXuGA0/s320/IMG_5807.JPG" /&gt;Monday was back to school for Lucas as Robert and Tina prepared for their long drive back to Wyoming and Nebraska. We had such a wonderful visit with them and can't wait to see them in Wyoming at the end of May. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594101822336422322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjqfUO2Xtdc/TaI99_W6UbI/AAAAAAAACVs/CnwMhE43pV8/s320/IMG_5809.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594101826177789954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh-NEJwviCM/TaI9-Nqw8AI/AAAAAAAACV0/g2FCJ9HSU-I/s320/IMG_5810.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-471775009810238530?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/471775009810238530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=471775009810238530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/471775009810238530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/471775009810238530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/04/surprise-visit.html' title='A Surprise Visit'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCmSHTpb6yU/TaI-ckHwqsI/AAAAAAAACWM/5PACYhmEd-M/s72-c/IMG_5795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8628907822619295500</id><published>2011-03-30T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T17:53:13.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Hockey, Soccer and Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589889905855315730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWgeJhEV6cg/TZNHQLwMPxI/AAAAAAAACVM/ogwBtmqC5jA/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;We went to another Grizzlies Hockey Game a couple of weeks ago. We again met up with the Armstrongs for dinner before the game and then we were all joined by the Williamson family. Mia, Lucas and Landon all wanted slushies that they thoroughly enjoyed, even though none of the kids managed to finish one. ;)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589889899169368434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIeuJItjPCg/TZNHPy2IyXI/AAAAAAAACVE/63JPiySbmsg/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;The two babies of the group did pretty good with all the noisy Hockey fans and Deja even started to warm up to me towards the end of the night.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pB8Cu5DQGw/TZNHn7vFE_I/AAAAAAAACVU/p4CcfTznC4I/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589890313872544754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pB8Cu5DQGw/TZNHn7vFE_I/AAAAAAAACVU/p4CcfTznC4I/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon loves to do his own hair and on occasion he uses way too much kiddie gel.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKDf8_r7HuI/TZNG-Ag00HI/AAAAAAAACU0/_H7iWkOQ_NI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589889593600430194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKDf8_r7HuI/TZNG-Ag00HI/AAAAAAAACU0/_H7iWkOQ_NI/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had Michelle, Matt and Jordan over last weekend. The adults were able to play a little shuffle board while the three boys played downstairs. Lucas and Landon both fell asleep watching a movie and Jordan kept trying to wake them up but they were tuckered out.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dI94oKGuot8/TZNG94WHzuI/AAAAAAAACUs/Z6GqMEtDqsk/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589889591408053986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dI94oKGuot8/TZNG94WHzuI/AAAAAAAACUs/Z6GqMEtDqsk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day while Lucas and Steve were at a birthday party Landon and I went on a little date to the pet store and then on to ice cream. He loves having my undivided attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589889590909845442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BO9V1ijcJ8A/TZNG92fVv8I/AAAAAAAACUk/vbCpTWik-dY/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;Lucas started spring soccer and is loving every minute of it!! His first game was so windy he could barely stand up and his second game was chilly with snow on the ground - but he did not complain one bit. He has managed to make three goals and is showing great improvement on defense and team work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589886851978850050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cajC_hvdB9k/TZNEebLTbwI/AAAAAAAACUU/awif4A3-cKA/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589886845333244722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZp8iRj2s3s/TZNEeCa3izI/AAAAAAAACUM/aNPDS4OYMAs/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;Landon is such a trooper when it comes to chauffeuring his brother around. The last two weeks grandma has been out of town so I have taken Landon with me while volunteering in Lucas' classroom. He does so good keeping quiet and is content to sit in a chair and color, cut and paste. Yesterday he even went out for recess with the other kids and sat with Lucas for story time afterward. Mrs. Warr said he is such a well mannered little guy that he can come back with me anytime. All the little girls just think he is so cute and he loves the attention.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589886850579672882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8v9MO6MrgE/TZNEeV9trzI/AAAAAAAACUc/9hE32MfXxCk/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;We went last week and met his new preschool teacher and sat to observe her class. I am so excited for him to go to his own school and watch him blossom. We also signed him up for t-ball which will start in a couple of weeks so stay tuned for pics.&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/9092763821239819240-8628907822619295500?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8628907822619295500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8628907822619295500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8628907822619295500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8628907822619295500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-hockey-soccer-and-friends.html' title='More Hockey, Soccer and Friends'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWgeJhEV6cg/TZNHQLwMPxI/AAAAAAAACVM/ogwBtmqC5jA/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8558995957916151638</id><published>2011-03-26T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:00:41.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Being Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587822995808603442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDF1YnMz-u8/TYvvaLzuTTI/AAAAAAAACTc/M2eivYYFbpo/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;This winter the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McCormack&lt;/span&gt; household sure has seen its fair share of illnesses within the family. Luckily for the most part it has just been your common cold or ear infections. This last round caught Landon with a runny nose and pink eye. Two weeks later Lucas had two ear infections and pink eye. Then last week I ended up with the flu and an ear infection (I realized after the fact that I was the only one in the family that did not get my flu shot). Whoops. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587823594229506770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78ZNQ0q9d3Q/TYvv9BGYotI/AAAAAAAACT0/0erdQeqoC74/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;One evening Lucas said he was cold and the next thing I knew he came downstairs wearing my robe. Not two minutes later Landon came downstairs wearing one of my nightgowns. Even when they are sick they still manage to amuse me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587823000458425810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jJVnhVJXLo/TYvvadIU9dI/AAAAAAAACTk/51qsdiWpBws/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;I am not sure why we have been so unfortunate lately since how Steve and I are both pretty much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;germaphobes&lt;/span&gt;. We are constantly washing our hands or using hand sanitizer and when it comes to our house I'm not sure how much cleaner it could get while still allowing us to live in it. I just hope and pray that we are done being sick for quit a while.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587823003262681618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-2DRsyfDqs/TYvvank6ghI/AAAAAAAACTs/9nOulLciOew/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587823600022639202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45GwuAE782o/TYvv9Wrk0mI/AAAAAAAACT8/-dNfs62_vbI/s320/001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8558995957916151638?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8558995957916151638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8558995957916151638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8558995957916151638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8558995957916151638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='Sick of Being Sick'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDF1YnMz-u8/TYvvaLzuTTI/AAAAAAAACTc/M2eivYYFbpo/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-180659463479208892</id><published>2011-03-24T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:23:42.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let the Snow Fool Ya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDpidqrv42k/TYvqvOwdSgI/AAAAAAAACTM/BXiRGsLdAcM/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817859819325954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDpidqrv42k/TYvqvOwdSgI/AAAAAAAACTM/BXiRGsLdAcM/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time at the zoo with our friends Sarah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Armstong&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; her 3 kiddos and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angi&lt;/span&gt; Williamson &amp;amp; her two girls.  It has been a while since we have ventured to the zoo but you would have thought it was the first time we have ever been.  The boys were so excited to see that the baby elephant did not look like it had grown all that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evn7izhGBRU/TYvquwjCXAI/AAAAAAAACTE/v7cPn3nsxdQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817851709971458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evn7izhGBRU/TYvquwjCXAI/AAAAAAAACTE/v7cPn3nsxdQ/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a beautiful March day and really made us wish the snow would go away for good.  Even though 1/3 of our local zoo is under reconstruction I still decided to get a family pass because it gives us something to do year round and it is the perfect place for the boys to run around and be crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDrr6zoPMD0/TYvqulZeRfI/AAAAAAAACS8/Ed6oL8jOEcc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817848717067762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDrr6zoPMD0/TYvqulZeRfI/AAAAAAAACS8/Ed6oL8jOEcc/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817676133705762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RJJguShuNps/TYvqkieZKCI/AAAAAAAACSs/IUtsznw6FXQ/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;It was nearly impossible to get all the kids to sit still for a picture but us moms sure did try.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817665607358322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dh9dGdoHY8o/TYvqj7Qt13I/AAAAAAAACSU/EE55qGPtkIg/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;Just as soon as it warms up again we will be back for more zoo time fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817668459194562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nvyp8AAnEE/TYvqkF4paMI/AAAAAAAACSc/2qgFkfnA06I/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587817674288541858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BXcNHg0O58/TYvqkbmeMKI/AAAAAAAACSk/s1XKY1KFv_Q/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JHl8WHc0dk/TYvquaEurEI/AAAAAAAACS0/t0Pt4qqdYIY/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-180659463479208892?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/180659463479208892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=180659463479208892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/180659463479208892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/180659463479208892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-let-snow-fool-ya.html' title='Don&apos;t Let the Snow Fool Ya...'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDpidqrv42k/TYvqvOwdSgI/AAAAAAAACTM/BXiRGsLdAcM/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-3390140636735784035</id><published>2011-03-12T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T19:52:37.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grizzlies Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398486229402930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dijrcPie4Ug/TXw3V1MoRTI/AAAAAAAACRc/ZBOY2PzKaC8/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHDf3-67aLQ/TXw3u22aAJI/AAAAAAAACSM/90fpd5n4U78/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398916169793682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHDf3-67aLQ/TXw3u22aAJI/AAAAAAAACSM/90fpd5n4U78/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday we took the boys to their first Utah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Grizzlies&lt;/span&gt; Hockey Game. We bought season passes for Seven Peaks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Water Park&lt;/span&gt; that included some hockey games, soccer games, indoor football games, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;motocross&lt;/span&gt; and a few other events. The Armstrong family, the Williamson family and the Carter family also bought the same passes so we are always sure to see some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZph2pcZV9s/TXw3uuQrPoI/AAAAAAAACSE/ei8_TqCmmd8/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398913864056450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZph2pcZV9s/TXw3uuQrPoI/AAAAAAAACSE/ei8_TqCmmd8/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We met Sarah, Matt, Sean, Gracie &amp;amp; Isabel at Cracker Barrel for dinner before heading over to the game. The kids enjoyed splitting some cotton candy and even managed to share with Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398762572075858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UT5mdagvufA/TXw3l6p201I/AAAAAAAACRs/lW8owk7ffkE/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;Sarah and I really enjoyed watching the 4 really drunk couples in front of us dirty dancing to every song and making out with each other. Sarah's favorite was the girl with only one move who thought the 'duck face' made her look good. And of course that 'duck face' girl ended up getting in a fight with a guy later in the night. I just hope I was never so entertaining at a public event back in the day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398770502535858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8snl8PntKRY/TXw3mYMoCrI/AAAAAAAACR0/gUo7y8nZlZo/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;Baby Isabel was such a trooper during the entire game and even let me hold her a few times. Landon was almost more disturbed by the loud horns and sirens that went off when the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grizz&lt;/span&gt; scored, than Isabel was. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uz5yEV4lDcU/TXw3mY1RweI/AAAAAAAACR8/xaRAi5AjP3I/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398770673041890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uz5yEV4lDcU/TXw3mY1RweI/AAAAAAAACR8/xaRAi5AjP3I/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon's girlfriend, Gracie, sure looked cute.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXhx7j6ZmVo/TXw3l-zGKXI/AAAAAAAACRk/kLO2ysDL-K4/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398763684571506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXhx7j6ZmVo/TXw3l-zGKXI/AAAAAAAACRk/kLO2ysDL-K4/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WFp3kpENnVk/TXw3VuzTw-I/AAAAAAAACRU/Pvc8ZfAplds/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398484512588770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WFp3kpENnVk/TXw3VuzTw-I/AAAAAAAACRU/Pvc8ZfAplds/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lucas really loved when the hockey players got in a fight. We look forward to getting to experience some of the other events with good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7hqJ9JQvEg/TXw3VLP-4hI/AAAAAAAACRE/Y0olrKcxDgs/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583398474969178642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7hqJ9JQvEg/TXw3VLP-4hI/AAAAAAAACRE/Y0olrKcxDgs/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-3390140636735784035?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/3390140636735784035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=3390140636735784035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3390140636735784035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3390140636735784035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/grizzlies-fun.html' title='Grizzlies Fun'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dijrcPie4Ug/TXw3V1MoRTI/AAAAAAAACRc/ZBOY2PzKaC8/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6598596268354705926</id><published>2011-03-09T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T18:55:22.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137428825307378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLqFueCXU6k/TXe8aoSLePI/AAAAAAAACQU/VY-xBNBRy6M/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;Last week the boys finished up their winter swimming lessons they had been attending.  I signed them up for a two week course at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fairmont&lt;/span&gt; Aquatic Center with Sean and Gracie Armstrong.  They were the only four kids in the class and because Landon could be with his brother and friends he actually stayed with the class. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0l8tFDHd6c/TXe8bGIWW5I/AAAAAAAACQc/REnnjcTD0Ig/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137436837141394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0l8tFDHd6c/TXe8bGIWW5I/AAAAAAAACQc/REnnjcTD0Ig/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137121005348066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLL_PigIkus/TXe8ItkLpOI/AAAAAAAACP0/hpN5_VxBSo4/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svyNL4RrO5A/TXe8KHn6RCI/AAAAAAAACQM/SWG3NzuVT2s/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137145180177442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svyNL4RrO5A/TXe8KHn6RCI/AAAAAAAACQM/SWG3NzuVT2s/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVAr8TFGbdA/TXe8JrR7f1I/AAAAAAAACQE/SuCj8SUxE2U/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137137571790674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVAr8TFGbdA/TXe8JrR7f1I/AAAAAAAACQE/SuCj8SUxE2U/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of each class they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; some time to play and the older boys were allowed to go down the slide.  Mom got to sit on the side of the pool with Sarah and baby Isabel and get my baby fix and some adult interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136748793807234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIQwghXl-NE/TXe7zC-CQYI/AAAAAAAACPU/m8n8OQ1fHRw/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136755944066562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3TUZYakeDw/TXe7zdmyjgI/AAAAAAAACPc/JRpfQqcogUw/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;The boys really liked their teacher and had so much fun swimming with the Armstrong kiddos.  I am so glad we decided to do this.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136762189291826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VusxFT1bKY/TXe7z03xITI/AAAAAAAACPk/MSRhlefpiQc/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136771131029362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FFTeP4iet-A/TXe70WLpN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/RwBgtS8FM6Y/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;The last day of swim class we were all goofing around in the locker room and trying to get Lucas to pull out his loose tooth.  Sarah said if he let her pull it she would give him $1.  He eventually pulled the tooth out on his own and Sarah was nice enough to still give him the $1 - even though she did not pull it out.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582137126182359714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lcoMwnrztk/TXe8JA2ekqI/AAAAAAAACP8/3tXRD3O1pmo/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;The next day Lucas could not wait to get out of school and go spend the entire $3 he got for loosing the tooth.  He even gave $1 to Landon so he could buy a Hot Wheel.  When I told him how nice that was of him he said "well mom it really wouldn't be fair if I got new cars and he didn't."  Have I mentioned how much I love my two little ones??????&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/9092763821239819240-6598596268354705926?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6598596268354705926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6598596268354705926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6598596268354705926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6598596268354705926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/winter-swimming-lessons.html' title='Winter Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLqFueCXU6k/TXe8aoSLePI/AAAAAAAACQU/VY-xBNBRy6M/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8844184481179699553</id><published>2011-03-08T18:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T18:33:47.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Party!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901483760020546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2LHngZUqBU/TXbl00a97EI/AAAAAAAACO0/aFxilDbn-1A/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;Lucas was so excited to be able to celebrate his 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday with a swimming party at Dimple Dell Rec. Center. We had approximately 20 kids show up for the fun filled day as well as most of their parents. He was able to invite his friends from school, some old friends from preschool and friends that he has met over the past 6 years. ;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2EyYPXnKCw/TXbl6BohUlI/AAAAAAAACPE/LClOt-X_JdY/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901573205873234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2EyYPXnKCw/TXbl6BohUlI/AAAAAAAACPE/LClOt-X_JdY/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were so happy to see Michelle and Matt show up with Jordan whom we had not seen in almost a year!! Michelle and I worked together over 6 years ago while I was pregnant with Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901570131307394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZMnEOHvEzU/TXbl52LfK4I/AAAAAAAACO8/No7e2_nC2Hw/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;Lucas first met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cassidy&lt;/span&gt; when he was just a couple of years old. We met her wonderful parents through Aunt Cathy and love getting our families together for dinner and play time. We also love to go swimming with them in the summer and I enjoy running with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cassidy's&lt;/span&gt; mom during the summer. As for 'big' Gracie - Lucas has been friends with her since the day he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901473019177138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-untxyR7d7Xs/TXbl0MaJqLI/AAAAAAAACOk/SwC639fb0qo/s320/008.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzJLO-KGmc8/TXbl0pCA1uI/AAAAAAAACOs/yf2FFDpu2ww/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Erin was nice enough to volunteer her time for the day to help us keep an eye on all the little kiddos in the water. All the kids enjoyed having her there to play with in the pool. Many of the parents wondered where they could get an Aunt Erin. Too bad guys....she's already spoken for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901468634675330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEE2BMaCkRA/TXblz8EzeII/AAAAAAAACOc/AT7yxJBTvqk/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;Although these two cute little girls did not get to go swimming we were still glad they could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attend&lt;/span&gt; the party and help us celebrate. Maggie (above) is not quit 15 months old and cute as a button and Isabel (below) is a little over three months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901040463322642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QwoUjwFr680/TXblbBAzHhI/AAAAAAAACN0/GnBwCZ7YeXk/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901279939507986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ipEKjFkr9Uc/TXblo9IXtxI/AAAAAAAACOU/ClhGfoawuxw/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;Sean, Lucas, Henry &amp;amp; Jordan. Notice our sweet friend Mia in the background waiting so patiently for Lucas to open the present she had brought for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901272378877954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqyFEWxnvYo/TXblog9xqAI/AAAAAAAACOM/9fOSaHkT5Uw/s320/023.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sam is a friend of Lucas' whom we met a couple of years ago through a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mutual&lt;/span&gt; friend. We will be so sad to see him and his family move to Texas this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901269343588482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JeqANJsbtMI/TXbloVqG0II/AAAAAAAACOE/b4RZ5jdkxJs/s320/022.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Look at the excitement on these dad's faces - they were having a great old time!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901269961954546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yL3mrJkCzjo/TXbloX9iVPI/AAAAAAAACN8/6goLVMwrG4Y/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;Our friend Henry from school enjoyed hanging out with us all day until he got so cold in the water that his lips turned blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901034869514210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOC1ZM1183M/TXblasLIX-I/AAAAAAAACNk/JtWo07rmHRg/s320/033.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam, Dylan, Lucas, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;, Jordan &amp;amp; Henry. Steve and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace's&lt;/span&gt; dad Matt used to work together at Wells Fargo until Matt relocated to a different Wells Fargo office. We enjoy getting together for dinner and playing games and letting the boys hang out. Even though &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; is a couple of years older than Lucas, the two of them have always played really well together. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581901029910081282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu0eZ3YC_d0/TXblaZstbwI/AAAAAAAACNc/I4wo72ZBGH0/s320/029.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dylan and Lucas have been buddies since they met on the playground at school when they were just 2 1/2 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas had lots of fun at his party and was sad to see it end. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582130803600185442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUcZi5l8KTM/TXe2Y_Za2GI/AAAAAAAACPM/BPNJhfBsUEw/s320/SuperLucas.jpg" /&gt;His birthday "week" ended Sunday evening with a yummy dinner and ice cream cake at grandma and papa's house with Uncle Chris, Aunt Ang and Aunt Erin. The drawing of Lucas was a present from Aunt Erin done by local artist John Kilbourn, titled Super Lucas. He could not wait to get it home and hang it on his wall. She also gave him a badge with this picture that proves he is a Super Hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Buddy - we all love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8844184481179699553?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8844184481179699553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8844184481179699553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8844184481179699553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8844184481179699553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-party.html' title='It&apos;s A Party!!!'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2LHngZUqBU/TXbl00a97EI/AAAAAAAACO0/aFxilDbn-1A/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-7607235264581893707</id><published>2011-03-05T10:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:19:28.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas Turns 6!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659337856182290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Im2gWlag1Y/TXJ8GaViaBI/AAAAAAAACM8/BBo1qNP0woA/s320/033.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lucas woke up to presents from mom, dad and brother on the day of his birthday. Momma White Dog was not about to miss out on any of the action. ;)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659341900494130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfd3Nzc4gcQ/TXJ8GpZxtTI/AAAAAAAACNE/NoR1E5Q-96o/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659341420152386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5Rlme7zLW0/TXJ8GnnQRkI/AAAAAAAACNM/jN2258QXkso/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;Even though Lucas had to go to school he was still excited because he knew mom would be bringing treats to his class. After school we met the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Armstrongs&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; for lunch before we all headed over to the Aquatic Center for swim lessons. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659164285188434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyqUob6xJRk/TXJ78Tu_OVI/AAAAAAAACMc/7FAecqUjy4E/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;Lucas chose tacos for dinner and brownies for dessert since he knew we would be having cake at his birthday party in a few days.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580660358461967106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mydnaA4NU8A/TXJ9B0Y6ywI/AAAAAAAACNU/LB7diC8FdN0/s320/045.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to be outdone by older brother - Landon poses for a couple of shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659164012610610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIpLqxdDaDA/TXJ78SuABDI/AAAAAAAACMk/lROvNP0PQ2A/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FkWN_29VFqQ/TXJ79DgfgJI/AAAAAAAACM0/jKIjPmt087s/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580659177109291154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FkWN_29VFqQ/TXJ79DgfgJI/AAAAAAAACM0/jKIjPmt087s/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-7607235264581893707?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/7607235264581893707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=7607235264581893707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7607235264581893707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/7607235264581893707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucas-turns-6.html' title='Lucas Turns 6!!!'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Im2gWlag1Y/TXJ8GaViaBI/AAAAAAAACM8/BBo1qNP0woA/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-2081747812572062389</id><published>2011-03-05T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:01:08.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580648895836756402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9_x4E3O7Es/TXJymmyGmbI/AAAAAAAACLE/dI9x7T6aWl0/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580648895487640018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66J29-dPZuY/TXJymle3gdI/AAAAAAAACK8/K24M4kwYvpI/s320/006.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Valentines Day Lucas did not have school and so Steve decided to take the day off work as well. We were going to take tracks downtown but ended up just driving since Landon had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;persistent&lt;/span&gt; cough. We took the boys to Build A Bear where they each picked out a puppy and an outfit.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580653787747934466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl8aGlkihtU/TXJ3DWknYQI/AAAAAAAACL0/Xgjg1kUKkSc/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;Lucas chose a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt; hat and a University of Utah shirt for his puppy "Pepper" and Landon chose an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt; shirt and rocker shoes for his puppy "Critter". The boys had lots of fun and love playing with their puppies.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580648903762794658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDskR0jS5gA/TXJynET0WKI/AAAAAAAACLU/W4ex27O4HAw/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;Lucas has recently discovered his favorite breakfast item and now anytime I go to the grocery store he wants me to get cream filled doughnuts for breakfast. Landon just loves to eat the chocolate frosting off the top of his doughnut.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580649096793898706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zy3WeK6WSr8/TXJyyTaBPtI/AAAAAAAACLk/4ZtinB9aBj4/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580649094587384258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UeMuWhAsfxc/TXJyyLL8gcI/AAAAAAAACLc/DnRVRM2dXwI/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;Friday and Saturday nights Lucas and Landon love to stay up late with mom and dad. Sometimes we watch movies and sometimes we play bowling on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. Landon actually bowled an entire game with us all by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;his self&lt;/span&gt; and loved it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580648902500805442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mnNEitFUUQc/TXJym_m760I/AAAAAAAACLM/-ZHq2cXsb6A/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;I love spending time with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil'&lt;/span&gt; family.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580649102904518594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZYKOVN2O9Q/TXJyyqK558I/AAAAAAAACLs/goFcYoAJGVo/s320/031.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-2081747812572062389?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/2081747812572062389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=2081747812572062389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2081747812572062389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/2081747812572062389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9_x4E3O7Es/TXJymmyGmbI/AAAAAAAACLE/dI9x7T6aWl0/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1954339493293757578</id><published>2011-02-17T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T12:18:24.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574749067525271746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mk48__zwMA/TV18vZnIsMI/AAAAAAAACKk/d5sWqMChBSs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;Not too much to report from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McCormack&lt;/span&gt; household - just trying to pass the time until the nice weather arrives (and stays.)  On this particular day both boys got all dressed up to help daddy replace the faucet in our upstairs bathroom.  The heater was working the whole time so I'm not really sure what was with the winter hats but they sure thought they were necessary.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574749058952958274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poXwGNIrOk0/TV18u5rVkUI/AAAAAAAACKc/zVYb9VSQxdE/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;Cool guy talking on the phone to grandma.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748813597993186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yW7MhgV6T8/TV18gnqJ6OI/AAAAAAAACKU/9hIFLN2Mdas/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;Nothing like a nice warm bubble bath to warm you up.  This was also the first day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; that Lucas was absent due to a nasty cough that we all passed back and forth for two weeks.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJGLIHM3CXk/TV1-BpO7LaI/AAAAAAAACK0/G8VRY2ZrgPE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574750480467963298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJGLIHM3CXk/TV1-BpO7LaI/AAAAAAAACK0/G8VRY2ZrgPE/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love to dress up as Pirates.............&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748807497297282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qo5iXFS7DkM/TV18gQ7orYI/AAAAAAAACKM/SlC4428eeFo/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;I love when they get along.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748809344286002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CVTVh6HIZdg/TV18gXz_fTI/AAAAAAAACKE/Tdi3hgR_7hU/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;The boys love to help make brownies and that is why mom has resorted to counting calories to loose some weight. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748428933985346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yceTXPEgRU0/TV18KOrG9EI/AAAAAAAACJ8/tVcU8jz_d_c/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;One of our new favorite things to do as a family is dump out the big box of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt; and share our creations with one another.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748234612019074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVUKdIlLGsU/TV17-6xJD4I/AAAAAAAACJU/_ChjAoIyh24/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;Lucas and Landon both love doing puzzles and I love watching them work so well together.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748224559180562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evQLuRsYl2Y/TV17-VUW6xI/AAAAAAAACJE/C245F_n9mwM/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748229754221122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6497fezoOk/TV17-oq88kI/AAAAAAAACJM/zq7CnKSNotQ/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;One of Lucas' little friends from school that he loves to have play dates with.  Henry is such a sweet little boy and I enjoy volunteering with his mom Becky in their class on Tuesdays.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748033477280418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6S2BaGr7qgk/TV17zNe4gqI/AAAAAAAACIs/NyuBgh9eP8A/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;We love the days that we have our little friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danee&lt;/span&gt; over.  Landon and her are starting to play a lot better &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574749370841003522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BczmW2jeIEY/TV19BDjPdgI/AAAAAAAACKs/sfq-k2jdJ44/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;Lucas loves to pose for the camera and this time Landon was the one taking the pictures.  Not bad for a three year old.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748040164624322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85jttOVbe8w/TV17zmZRR8I/AAAAAAAACI8/yade2kXFaXw/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574748035414602386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otQOhZfQ1mg/TV17zUsxspI/AAAAAAAACI0/vrzLZh-kDPg/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;Remember to take time for the ones you love.&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/9092763821239819240-1954339493293757578?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1954339493293757578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1954339493293757578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1954339493293757578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1954339493293757578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-we-love.html' title='Things We LOVE'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mk48__zwMA/TV18vZnIsMI/AAAAAAAACKk/d5sWqMChBSs/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5491094534286137092</id><published>2011-02-01T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:02:59.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUH9rp-0I/AAAAAAAACIY/RwmmkBf71zM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934172525460290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUH9rp-0I/AAAAAAAACIY/RwmmkBf71zM/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas and Landon both love to help out in the kitchen - especially when baking. It seems this winter I have done my fair share of baking and it is starting to show. I think because I was unable to do a whole lot in the exercise department I saw that as an excuse to eat junk as well. I had my neck surgery two weeks ago today and I'm feeling great. I hope I am done with surgery for a very, VERY long time. I have been cleared by the doctor to start running again, as long as I gradually ease my way back into it. Now I just have to wait for the temperature to raise above 10 degrees. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUHvVy0BI/AAAAAAAACIQ/-WqILia7zFg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934168675667986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUHvVy0BI/AAAAAAAACIQ/-WqILia7zFg/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUHVpOvvI/AAAAAAAACII/QJGhR0GcK3c/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934161777868530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUHVpOvvI/AAAAAAAACII/QJGhR0GcK3c/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas is doing really good in school &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;and enjoys&lt;/span&gt; it for the most part. He is not a huge fan of doing homework but a lot of times it is fun homework; like on this particular day his assignment was to go the the park on a snowy day. We were the only people there and the boys thought it was lots of fun. We also took our sled and they took turns going down the hill with mom. Last year Lucas did not like sledding but this year he could not get enough of it. I think it may be time to hit the big slopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUAZ7WLJI/AAAAAAAACIA/a3OcHemKxfY/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934042668510354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUAZ7WLJI/AAAAAAAACIA/a3OcHemKxfY/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUADF8IPI/AAAAAAAACH4/HC00pC-yLVU/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934036538925298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUADF8IPI/AAAAAAAACH4/HC00pC-yLVU/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end of what I am sure was a fun filled day. They are so precious when sleeping...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjT_4n2FNI/AAAAAAAACHw/EKDWZ4MLAII/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568934033728345298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjT_4n2FNI/AAAAAAAACHw/EKDWZ4MLAII/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-5491094534286137092?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5491094534286137092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5491094534286137092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5491094534286137092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5491094534286137092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/02/lucas-and-landon-both-love-to-help-out.html' title='Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TUjUH9rp-0I/AAAAAAAACIY/RwmmkBf71zM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8431708698988520702</id><published>2011-01-25T18:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:11:28.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landon Turns 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323783414129874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N_Uc1JNI/AAAAAAAACGw/xV9_hgr08xM/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N_mnV91I/AAAAAAAACG4/O8NWy9W0c_Y/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323788290062162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N_mnV91I/AAAAAAAACG4/O8NWy9W0c_Y/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard to believe that my "baby" just turned 3 years old!! I know it is so cliche to say that time flys so I won't even bother saying it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4nTJf8I/AAAAAAAACGo/CkVDNmWlZ-0/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323668214710210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4nTJf8I/AAAAAAAACGo/CkVDNmWlZ-0/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4Q-uw-I/AAAAAAAACGg/dRHHfT2ZMWI/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323662223492066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4Q-uw-I/AAAAAAAACGg/dRHHfT2ZMWI/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4FNA9uI/AAAAAAAACGY/RddYLVJ1OTU/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323659062179554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N4FNA9uI/AAAAAAAACGY/RddYLVJ1OTU/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon decided that he wanted a Go Diego Birthday Party at home with friends and family. I asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said "cake". Well that was easy. After sending out the invitations I then decided to call about a company flier we had received in the mail called Scales and Tails. They are a company who bring various reptiles and small exotic animals to your party location. What a great idea the owner of that company had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N30tQCoI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1pVJBid2DHQ/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323654633982594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N30tQCoI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1pVJBid2DHQ/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Landon had lots of family members attend his party as well as numberous little friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323452220424434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NsCqGQPI/AAAAAAAACGA/X03inWY8Alw/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;Our cute friend Big Gracie looking so stylish. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323455311506866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NsOLEbbI/AAAAAAAACGI/Cl3M6u1ieV0/s320/045.JPG" /&gt; Matt, Aimee &amp;amp; Danee Whetman&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323445363100178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NrpHLyhI/AAAAAAAACF4/nnk13G3f8vU/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;Waiting for the Scales and Tails presentation to start...... (Notice the cute face Landon's little friend Parker, on the far right, is making.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-Nrup47HI/AAAAAAAACFw/dpCdqSu79G0/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323446850841714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-Nrup47HI/AAAAAAAACFw/dpCdqSu79G0/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Erin &amp;amp; Landon enjoying the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NgMjKBRI/AAAAAAAACFo/1U5TAOR4Yr0/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323248717235474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NgMjKBRI/AAAAAAAACFo/1U5TAOR4Yr0/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is my kind of pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-Nf9zlYjI/AAAAAAAACFY/hkINum8SUr4/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323244759605810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-Nf9zlYjI/AAAAAAAACFY/hkINum8SUr4/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon was very willing to go up front and volunteer to hold one of the snakes - even if he was frozen solid the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NfyvSY_I/AAAAAAAACFQ/6HAzBWBYEO8/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566323241788793842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-NfyvSY_I/AAAAAAAACFQ/6HAzBWBYEO8/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friend Mia showed no fear at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M864HXzI/AAAAAAAACFI/6kDQ6wijKPA/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322642677882674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M864HXzI/AAAAAAAACFI/6kDQ6wijKPA/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt &amp;amp; Isabel Armstrong sitting by Grandma Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M85zMznI/AAAAAAAACFA/twe30IrUdrc/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322642388831858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M85zMznI/AAAAAAAACFA/twe30IrUdrc/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas also showed no fear when it came to handling the snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M8qCl12I/AAAAAAAACE4/gkpj_OxWJSg/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322638158419810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M8qCl12I/AAAAAAAACE4/gkpj_OxWJSg/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Gracie Armstrong and Nate Carter getting a turn at being a snake handler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M8S1lVvI/AAAAAAAACEw/X2Ebifxjky0/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322631929845490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-M8S1lVvI/AAAAAAAACEw/X2Ebifxjky0/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322355306082802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-MsMVVsfI/AAAAAAAACEQ/egrxeEjUAqw/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;The McCormack Family&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322353077798450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-MsECExjI/AAAAAAAACEY/8lPFX5AX53g/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322358709713618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-MsZA0-tI/AAAAAAAACEg/Rdy4-kMsHTE/s320/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566322360979869698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-MsheE0AI/AAAAAAAACEo/Fl9QTi5TJtQ/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;Landon is not a fan of loud noises and so while we were all singing Happy Birthday he proceeded to plug his ears. ;) He had such a wonderful 3rd Birthday and we are so happy that we got to share it with family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8431708698988520702?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8431708698988520702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8431708698988520702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8431708698988520702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8431708698988520702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/01/landon-turns-3.html' title='Landon Turns 3'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TT-N_Uc1JNI/AAAAAAAACGw/xV9_hgr08xM/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1073928144095955953</id><published>2011-01-11T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:16:44.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561115703644464994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0NRLaTJ2I/AAAAAAAACDw/jTAourAwnh0/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561115706177133986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0NRU2InaI/AAAAAAAACD4/B14Hg3mu5Sg/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561115713418736354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0NRv0qsuI/AAAAAAAACEA/P6jIQ7oXTTk/s320/112.JPG" /&gt;So far the New Year has been full of lots of playdates for Lucas and Landon as well as lots of play time together.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561115714209423186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0NRyxLn1I/AAAAAAAACEI/sconZ6UncKU/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;Landon seems content to watch his brother play his Nintendo DS and Batman Lego game. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561114161589363666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L3azto9I/AAAAAAAACDQ/dZbTxdG5LRA/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L4LfW4nI/AAAAAAAACDo/VMMeW7xWYiI/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561114174657323634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L4LfW4nI/AAAAAAAACDo/VMMeW7xWYiI/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L3xXdRrI/AAAAAAAACDg/D8MVh9ajFUU/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561114167644866226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L3xXdRrI/AAAAAAAACDg/D8MVh9ajFUU/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They both love playing with their Imaginext Castle, Batman Cave and Pirate Ship and they are some of my favorite toys to play with as well.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L3tKc16I/AAAAAAAACDY/KvJkLOL6Tsw/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561114166516570018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0L3tKc16I/AAAAAAAACDY/KvJkLOL6Tsw/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-1073928144095955953?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1073928144095955953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1073928144095955953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1073928144095955953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1073928144095955953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TS0NRLaTJ2I/AAAAAAAACDw/jTAourAwnh0/s72-c/106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5449512076653302577</id><published>2011-01-02T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:52:39.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808695517811842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNj-HqlII/AAAAAAAACDA/Qvy0Q_EoBD4/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNkIDEieI/AAAAAAAACDI/mFMFVtuPh6E/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808698182896098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNkIDEieI/AAAAAAAACDI/mFMFVtuPh6E/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning around 5 am Lucas came into my room and wanted to know if Santa had come to our house yet. I noticed what time it was and told him it was still too early to get up so we all managed to sleep for a few more hours. After mom and dad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt; the mandatory morning cup of coffee we headed to the living room to see what Santa had left. Lucas was so excited to see a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt; marvel hero sticking out of his stocking that this year we decided to do stockings first. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808682174776786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNjMacBdI/AAAAAAAACCw/Rust-jT09U0/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;As you can tell it took Landon a little longer to wake up but he too was soon into shredding the paper from gifts to see what lay in side.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNjrUySQI/AAAAAAAACC4/C0naUel4zt4/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808690472569090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNjrUySQI/AAAAAAAACC4/C0naUel4zt4/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas was most excited when he opened up his new Batman movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806844713138290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL4PVceHI/AAAAAAAACCQ/qtQTsVqpHzk/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL461xtMI/AAAAAAAACCo/-4sLCCIt_98/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806856391472322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL461xtMI/AAAAAAAACCo/-4sLCCIt_98/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; puppy hats that mom could not resist buying for the boys. I hope they actually use them, goodness knows it has been cold enough to need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806271446754114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFLW3wFo0I/AAAAAAAACCI/ZP65RKoPww4/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806848825769410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL4ep-PcI/AAAAAAAACCY/s0uaoFysGQs/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL4jYZhMI/AAAAAAAACCg/XKsXNFHEPNM/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806850094236866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFL4jYZhMI/AAAAAAAACCg/XKsXNFHEPNM/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon seemed most excited about his brothers Wrestling Ring even though he got almost everything that was on his Christmas list. He was also excited about his new movies and Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; Action Figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557805213966150418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFKZUVEKxI/AAAAAAAACBw/Yx-9TLkI0ZQ/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;Grandma Judy, Papa Joe and Aunt Erin came over later in the morning so they could see what the boys got from Santa and we spent the day just hanging out and playing with new toys.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFKZjRBf5I/AAAAAAAACCA/RF7dQgDM0nc/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557805217975730066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFKZjRBf5I/AAAAAAAACCA/RF7dQgDM0nc/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed to Grandma and Papa's house around 3 pm for Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFKZQj7QWI/AAAAAAAACB4/YyE8sSNsatQ/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557805212954739042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFKZQj7QWI/AAAAAAAACB4/YyE8sSNsatQ/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "kids table" - don't we all remember sitting here at one point in our life. I remember not wanting to sit at the "kids table" because I was too old and the adults always seemed to be having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804696765184274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ7NmvuRI/AAAAAAAACBI/wFmD3RHDSaw/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;After dinner we opened presents with Grandma, Papa, Uncle Chris, Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; and Aunt Erin. The boys got new Puppy Pillow Pets from their Grandma that they love to sleep with along with movies, personalized books and lots of other fun toys.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ760L6nI/AAAAAAAACBg/Vz5jSsmTH7Y/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804708901153394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ760L6nI/AAAAAAAACBg/Vz5jSsmTH7Y/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ7idm50I/AAAAAAAACBY/lD2futXmy0Q/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804702364002114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ7idm50I/AAAAAAAACBY/lD2futXmy0Q/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Chris and Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; got the boys new Razor Scooters that will get tons of use if it ever warms up outside. Today Lucas wanted to ride his scooter but our driveway and sidewalks are covered in ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ7XSLlGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/5-vD-ZtlxNE/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804699363284066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJ7XSLlGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/5-vD-ZtlxNE/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got back home early enough for the boys to try out their new inflatable cars for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; that Aunt Erin gave them. At one point in the night I did convince Lucas to let me try it out but Landon on the other hand stayed glued to his car the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557803997377788786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJSgLy-3I/AAAAAAAACA4/nqZ3bQ-8s00/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557803991432459170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJSKCUc6I/AAAAAAAACAo/q_-YV4CCsd0/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557803993206077394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJSQpLt9I/AAAAAAAACAw/KOXvGZciM2A/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;Who knew they doubled as a bed?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJS7hrgCI/AAAAAAAACBA/3dzdP8r1Q2U/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804004717330466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFJS7hrgCI/AAAAAAAACBA/3dzdP8r1Q2U/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802679717560674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFIFzhHgWI/AAAAAAAACAI/_2l4FVQop5U/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFIGuvx0jI/AAAAAAAACAg/CmkA-k6Z6_c/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802695616746034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFIGuvx0jI/AAAAAAAACAg/CmkA-k6Z6_c/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFIGOiqbJI/AAAAAAAACAQ/DjTJFIj-KfU/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802686971800722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFIGOiqbJI/AAAAAAAACAQ/DjTJFIj-KfU/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had a wonderful Christmas and look forward to many more wonderful memories in 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5449512076653302577?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5449512076653302577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5449512076653302577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5449512076653302577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5449512076653302577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TSFNj-HqlII/AAAAAAAACDA/Qvy0Q_EoBD4/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6511466122757156229</id><published>2010-12-30T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:19:56.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556705765434068978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1ic_YQD_I/AAAAAAAAB_o/0nEZ7o0gp0g/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;One of our Christmas traditions is to open new pajamas on Christmas Eve so that we will look oh so sharp in those early morning pictures come Christmas morning.  Steve does not like to wear any type of clothing until it has been washed first but for this tradition he does make an exception.  I remember the first few years we did this I washed his pajamas before I wrapped them but now he does not get such royal treatment.  ;)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556705769040676466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1idM0IhnI/AAAAAAAAB_w/wjI38FR8yzs/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;Lucas loved his S&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;piderman&lt;/span&gt; cartoon p.j.s and Landon just sort of wondered why I would ever bother wrapping such a boring gift.  I know he will grow to love this tradition as much as the rest of us.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556705525415826066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1iPBPcUpI/AAAAAAAAB_g/5_hArUS44QA/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;Christmas Eve we also let the boys unwrap one gift that is from mom and dad that we choose.  It seems to make up for having to unwrap boring p.j.s. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556705927350877858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1imakOfqI/AAAAAAAAB_4/wruFupbK2l8/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;Thankfully Lucas loved the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nightcrawler&lt;/span&gt; Marvel Hero that mom and dad ordered from e-Bay because we were not about to ship it back to China where it was mailed from.  We did not know it was coming from China but that sure would explain the shipping charge.  ;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1jGyK_USI/AAAAAAAACAA/MZvYIAzx3Jo/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556706483443290402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1jGyK_USI/AAAAAAAACAA/MZvYIAzx3Jo/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon loved his Hot Wheels Stealth Rides remote control vehicle and had to get a little lecture on sharing when he would not let mom have a turn. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556704053823108626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1g5XIZdhI/AAAAAAAAB-4/C_L_9W0WFRg/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;Christmas Eve night we went to our friends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angi&lt;/span&gt;, Bart, Mia and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deja's&lt;/span&gt; house where we got to roast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; in their back yard and make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt;.  Then we headed over to Uncle Chris' house for dinner, snacks, drinks and good '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; family fun.  Lucas is always so excited to see Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang's&lt;/span&gt; boys - Zack and Tyler and Landon just kept wanting to go and look at their snake.  We called it an early night because mom and dad still had some things to do before the big morning and we weren't sure what time the boys would wake up.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1g5XIZdhI/AAAAAAAAB-4/C_L_9W0WFRg/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556704050578212594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1g5LCwRvI/AAAAAAAAB-w/8EHsRlBHdjE/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAH!!! Santa came to our house and left lots of presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556704047394796994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1g4_LxNcI/AAAAAAAAB-o/luViCuI4xfM/s320/043.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Santa also ate all the cookies we left him, drank the milk and then remembered to fill our stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-6511466122757156229?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6511466122757156229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6511466122757156229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6511466122757156229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6511466122757156229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1ic_YQD_I/AAAAAAAAB_o/0nEZ7o0gp0g/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4167871909493679982</id><published>2010-12-30T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:46:23.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween in December</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697873844173714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bRo6me5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/788DrdgqxHw/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;Last year after Halloween I bought a bunch of costumes on clearance that the boys love dressing up in and saving the day. This particular night the boys could not change their costumes fast enough. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697869364074226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bRYOdlvI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/IAtyNFisyhw/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;And as promised...if you look really close you can see the gap in the bottom of his teeth. He has been so proud of the fact that he lost a tooth and will be sure to tell anyone who will listen. Ever since he started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; it has seemed like a big topic of conversation about who has lost teeth. Which reminds me that the other night I had a NIGHTMARE that I lost like 4 teeth just while hanging out with my friends. Once the first one came out the rest of them wouldn't stop falling out. I wonder what this dream could mean. If I had a dream book I would for sure be looking up this one. Does it mean I am getting old? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697859300354530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bQyvFaeI/AAAAAAAAB-I/oVOH5Z9YinE/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;My favorite costume of all times....... only because I made it. It is getting a little ratty looking but at least the boys are getting a lot of use out of it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bRKmb22I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/jzan1h-0FmI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697865706527586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bRKmb22I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/jzan1h-0FmI/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Between costume changes...........................I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1a0eDX4VI/AAAAAAAAB-A/nTb27il28PQ/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697372711969106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1a0eDX4VI/AAAAAAAAB-A/nTb27il28PQ/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Superman and Bumblebee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697359846996754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1azuIH-xI/AAAAAAAAB9o/S04KC8mGVqU/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;Later on this evening our friends Matt, Aimee and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dannee&lt;/span&gt; came over to visit. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dannee&lt;/span&gt; loves playing with the boys and we enjoy the much needed adult conversation.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697361940067522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1az17JtMI/AAAAAAAAB9w/-lSgC7MKP24/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1a0OoFxdI/AAAAAAAAB94/Ni5y6ByiVo4/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556697368571004370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1a0OoFxdI/AAAAAAAAB94/Ni5y6ByiVo4/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-4167871909493679982?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4167871909493679982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4167871909493679982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4167871909493679982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4167871909493679982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/halloween-in-december.html' title='Halloween in December'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1bRo6me5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/788DrdgqxHw/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6539987500008250486</id><published>2010-12-30T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:19:39.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WTG1wmfI/AAAAAAAAB9g/swqTLoxmWNw/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556692401498659314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WTG1wmfI/AAAAAAAAB9g/swqTLoxmWNw/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of days before Christmas we woke up to such a beautiful sight.  It was so calm and peaceful just knowing that I did not have anywhere to be that day and could just sit in the warm comfort of our home and play with the boys all day.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WS33ZhgI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/5pU1cb3G5-4/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556692397479003650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WS33ZhgI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/5pU1cb3G5-4/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily for us the UPS man did not have the day off and was therefore able to deliver the boys gifts from Uncle Robert and Aunt Shelly.  They were so excited that I decided to go ahead and let them open them right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556692083200890402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WAlFqFiI/AAAAAAAAB9A/6Da6SsDkHk4/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;They loved the cozy fleece sweaters and especially  all the new books.  I was excited to have some new Christmas books to read to them at night.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556692094548560338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WBPXJydI/AAAAAAAAB9I/d2cKgwDleDw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;I finished the day by making these yummy cornflake wreath cookies.  Unfortunately after a couple of hours I decided to put them in a Tupperware container stacked on top of each other and a few hours later I had only one giant wreath cookie.  :(  whoops!  Guess I should have left them on the wax paper and then put them in the container.  You live and you learn - we still managed to finish off the whole thing but were unable to take them to our Christmas Eve gathering to share. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WBBr7qVI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/A3IG5mNS730/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556692090877618514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WBBr7qVI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/A3IG5mNS730/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-6539987500008250486?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6539987500008250486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6539987500008250486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6539987500008250486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6539987500008250486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TR1WTG1wmfI/AAAAAAAAB9g/swqTLoxmWNw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6697020454225428977</id><published>2010-12-23T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T15:49:12.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554023681556629314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbHKVKR0I/AAAAAAAAB8k/KjO-5OojWSY/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;Landon got his riding fire truck from Grandma Judy for his first Christmas and he still loves to ride it around the house.  One of his favorite things about the fire truck is the storage compartment under the seat.  It took us a couple of times searching high and low for certain things like little puppies that the boys had misplaced and we would find these things in the secret compartment.  Now when something is misplaced that is the first place we look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas was not quit a year old when he got his little smiley face riding toy from his friend Gracie.  I remember he was just starting to stand when he climbed on the seat and stood up - we just about had a heart attack.  He has now taken to playing demolition derby with his brother - talk about some strong toys. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554023675245438962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbGy0dJ_I/AAAAAAAAB8c/YstJPpn9Ysk/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;Not the most flattering shot of me but oh well - we sure had fun this night dancing to Saturday Night Fever.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbH2GskJI/AAAAAAAAB80/dzWIco6QrtM/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554023693307121810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbH2GskJI/AAAAAAAAB80/dzWIco6QrtM/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stayin&lt;/span&gt;' Alive, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stayin&lt;/span&gt;' Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554022195946508130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZwsAGz2I/AAAAAAAAB78/dxJLFICRWBc/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbHSndUbI/AAAAAAAAB8s/DfZiU_bKE7s/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554023683780858290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbHSndUbI/AAAAAAAAB8s/DfZiU_bKE7s/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554022200114642370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZw7h3fcI/AAAAAAAAB8M/x7WGrHcMbTM/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;Lucas managed to mop the entire kitchen all on his own.  When he asked if I would put water on the mop what was I supposed to say, "No"?   Not to be outdone by his older brother Landon then decided to run the vacuum.  Boy I dread the day when they no longer think these things are fun.  ;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZxXzrBEI/AAAAAAAAB8U/JuInYOT3zGY/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554022207705515074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZxXzrBEI/AAAAAAAAB8U/JuInYOT3zGY/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all those chores the boys had worked up an appetite.  Not only that but they thought they were cute wearing my shoes.  I'm sure their future girlfriends will get a kick out of these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZwna9-iI/AAAAAAAAB8E/SnEdTGL_wzI/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554022194716998178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPZwna9-iI/AAAAAAAAB8E/SnEdTGL_wzI/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-6697020454225428977?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6697020454225428977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6697020454225428977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6697020454225428977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6697020454225428977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-vacation.html' title='Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRPbHKVKR0I/AAAAAAAAB8k/KjO-5OojWSY/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8710930266702370724</id><published>2010-12-21T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:18:57.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing the Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0_9YTwyI/AAAAAAAAB70/BYP8sz0ibNE/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553348457681634082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0_9YTwyI/AAAAAAAAB70/BYP8sz0ibNE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is sad to say that my five year old works out more than I do these days. :) I can recall two times last week when Lucas donned his sweat band and started pumping iron. Meanwhile I was informed by my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. that I am still supposed to be taking it easy and there is to be no running at all until mid January. I know I should not complain because I do have friends who have been told they should never run again but I can't help but get frustrated. It doesn't help that it is the Holiday Season and we are baking goodies of some sort every other day. Come mid January I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have my work cut out for me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0_sjM5_I/AAAAAAAAB7s/K9JStTOYI-s/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553348453163919346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0_sjM5_I/AAAAAAAAB7s/K9JStTOYI-s/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon has taken to playing under his bed at times just as Lucas did when he was that age. I remember not being able to find Lucas one time when he had been in his room playing and when I eventually looked under his bed he was fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0zWxiaPI/AAAAAAAAB7k/GZDQFV54C0c/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553348241160038642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0zWxiaPI/AAAAAAAAB7k/GZDQFV54C0c/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0zFoajxI/AAAAAAAAB7c/VA7-FSe3HFI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553348236558372626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0zFoajxI/AAAAAAAAB7c/VA7-FSe3HFI/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was in the hospital back in October Landon basically potty trained himself, so last week when he wanted me to put a diaper on him in the middle of the day I told him no because he was a big boy.  Lucas decided he would help his brother out and put the diaper on for him but soon realized it was harder than it looked.  After a couple of minutes Lucas gave up and Landon forgot that he wanted to wear a diaper anyway.  It was pretty cute seeing Lucas help out his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0y8z5w5I/AAAAAAAAB7U/UcvANzofxMU/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553348234190635922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0y8z5w5I/AAAAAAAAB7U/UcvANzofxMU/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon putting on a hat show for Lucas and I...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0DOLX5EI/AAAAAAAAB7M/BeNan34tV-U/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553347414218761282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0DOLX5EI/AAAAAAAAB7M/BeNan34tV-U/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553347398595160482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0CT-aqaI/AAAAAAAAB68/gksbY05rOug/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0CuRp0BI/AAAAAAAAB7E/WyIfPNEXgmk/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553347405655166994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0CuRp0BI/AAAAAAAAB7E/WyIfPNEXgmk/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday morning Lucas had a Christmas "Program" where the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergartners&lt;/span&gt; sang All I Want For Christmas is My Two Front Teeth and wouldn't you know it but the next day he lost his first tooth.  It had been loose for quit some time and Saturday morning when he woke up it was hanging by a thread.  Well it just so happens that he was going to be spending the night with his Grandma Judy that night so I told him to leave the tooth alone so the tooth fairy would not have to go to grandmas house but he said it didn't matter because she could find him there too.  He had not been at grandmas house for a half hour when his tooth came out at dinner.  And yes he was right the tooth fairy did find him and left him $2.00.  Pictures to come later.......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0CMD419I/AAAAAAAAB60/D1i3oqOjIf0/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553347396470626258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0CMD419I/AAAAAAAAB60/D1i3oqOjIf0/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8710930266702370724?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8710930266702370724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8710930266702370724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8710930266702370724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8710930266702370724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/passing-time.html' title='Passing the Time'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TRF0_9YTwyI/AAAAAAAAB70/BYP8sz0ibNE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-4168689472721951487</id><published>2010-12-12T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:48:45.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the Tree &amp; Christmas Caroling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVt_z8VbHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/kQjfo4Lkihw/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549963058846461042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVt_z8VbHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/kQjfo4Lkihw/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was so excited to get our tree last weekend and even though I was feeling under the weather there was no putting it off.  We went Friday evening to get the tree and after eating dinner I began to hang the lights - which even though I tested each strand before I put it on there was one strand that stopped working once it was on the tree so Steve ran to Rite-Aid to grab more lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVt_ucjzRI/AAAAAAAAB6k/XzbrPzmbZ7w/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549963057371008274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVt_ucjzRI/AAAAAAAAB6k/XzbrPzmbZ7w/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys and I love unwrapping the ornaments and reminiscing about Christmas' past.  We have the Tasmanian Devil that I got years before the kids came along and when Lucas was 3 he was so afraid of that ornament that he would not go anywhere near the spot where he was hung.  Now he loves to tell that story to anyone who comes through our front door.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtwsG2xMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/d312RZRUTkc/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549962799045067970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtwsG2xMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/d312RZRUTkc/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtv2SAkhI/AAAAAAAAB6M/lnJ2XZEMfXQ/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549962784596333074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtv2SAkhI/AAAAAAAAB6M/lnJ2XZEMfXQ/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday we met my fellow MOPS moms and all of their kids at a home for the elderly where we had arranged to sing carols.  I was a little nervous because Lucas is not really big on singing and does not even like for me to sing (a little more understandable ;)).  I told him how some of the people there may not have grand kids or great grand kids and so they were so looking forward to having us come and sing for them.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549962401440986402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtZi6p9SI/AAAAAAAAB58/TaTL31WlOd0/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;In the end he did sing along and Landon eventually warmed up to the crowd.  It felt so good to see the smiles on the faces of the residents and it was an experience that I truly treasured. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549962397308255650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtZThVfaI/AAAAAAAAB50/hzdLNntvrbI/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtZ2uOSUI/AAAAAAAAB6E/EeMuIuZ9qTU/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549962406757550402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVtZ2uOSUI/AAAAAAAAB6E/EeMuIuZ9qTU/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-4168689472721951487?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/4168689472721951487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=4168689472721951487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4168689472721951487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/4168689472721951487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/decorating-tree-christmas-caroling.html' title='Decorating the Tree &amp; Christmas Caroling'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQVt_z8VbHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/kQjfo4Lkihw/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8743954537270542104</id><published>2010-12-08T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:42:34.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are These the Same Boys???</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500816434456946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA8GGeKaXI/AAAAAAAAB5c/LKokX_Xp9xg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I love to see my two boys playing together and getting along but sometimes (like today) it seems like all they do is fight. It makes seeing cute pictures like these that much more rewarding.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500807134873250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA8Fj0-BqI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Evj-vTWFDpc/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;One of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucas's&lt;/span&gt; homework assignments was to make a headband with paper feathers and Landon insisted on doing his 'homework' as well. Each night we sit down to do homework or read and Landon is right there with us. I love how he looks up to his brother.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500812431987730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA8F3j5lBI/AAAAAAAAB5U/_e6_xT3JptU/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;In the morning before school seems to be the time the boys play the best together.  Every morning Lucas will ask if he can play with Landon after he gets dressed and ready for school.  Once it is time to leave Lucas will tell Landon to leave the toys they happen to be playing with right where they are until he gets back from school - like they will pick up right where they left off.  Unfortunately this is never the case.  Their grandma Judy says it is like watching Steve and Uncle Chris all over again because they used to duke it out a lot as well. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500440553764082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA7wONONPI/AAAAAAAAB5E/3WybzeroLhI/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500427076004114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA7vb_36RI/AAAAAAAAB40/eOfOSBIDHhU/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;Santa must have been on break at this time but the boys were just content to sit on his chair. Both boys wrote letters to Santa this year telling him what they want for Christmas and neither one showed much interest in visiting Santa in person. Their letters were dropped off at Macy's and their requests have been made.   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548500436035882130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA7v9YEzJI/AAAAAAAAB48/baqhdplRDqI/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;At night after reading to the boys, sometimes Lucas will invite Landon to sleep in his bed but this particular night I guess Lucas decided to switch things up a little.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548501242932831874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA8e7TTJoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/-R6LBQr0KVo/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;If you look closely you will see our Elf on the Shelf - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dobey&lt;/span&gt;. He came to visit us last year and the boys enjoy getting up every morning and trying to find the spot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dobey&lt;/span&gt; has chose to sit for the day.  He watches over the boys throughout the day and at night he flies back to Santa Clause to tell him how the boys have been, then when he returns to our house before sunrise he finds a new place to hide.  Sometimes this little scare tactic works wonders on Lucas but Landon is still a bit too young to understand.  He does however enjoy trying to find &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dobey&lt;/span&gt; first.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548504572741488002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA_gvzjDYI/AAAAAAAAB5s/vRvWBamh8ko/s320/033.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8743954537270542104?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8743954537270542104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8743954537270542104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8743954537270542104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8743954537270542104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/12/are-these-same-boys.html' title='Are These the Same Boys???'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TQA8GGeKaXI/AAAAAAAAB5c/LKokX_Xp9xg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8917809670906733824</id><published>2010-11-27T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:02:41.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Am Thankful For.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyZAT_k3I/AAAAAAAAB4U/cbDqh7Otwk8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408758920123250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyZAT_k3I/AAAAAAAAB4U/cbDqh7Otwk8/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day while painting with the boys Landon ended up with more paint on him than on the paper.  Luckily it washed right off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyY7vp3pI/AAAAAAAAB4M/uQHTPM88xAE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408757693963922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyY7vp3pI/AAAAAAAAB4M/uQHTPM88xAE/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the other things Lucas and I came up with when thinking of things we are thankful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our Health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our Truck &amp;amp; Car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Our Toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Schools &amp;amp; Teachers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  Being Alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -  T.V. &amp;amp; Movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up with 12 leaves with things we are thankful for and so on Thanksgiving day the four of us sat down and took turns drawing three leaves each and sharing what was on each leaf.  The boys had so much fun doing this and when it was time to stop playing so we could go to Grandma Judy's house for dinner the boys did not want to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyMOWT2NI/AAAAAAAAB4E/3BeqOpAV8PQ/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408539349637330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyMOWT2NI/AAAAAAAAB4E/3BeqOpAV8PQ/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we got to Grandma Judy's the boys had fun playing with Maddie.  Below is my attempt to get a picture of all three kids smiling and looking at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyEgPpP1I/AAAAAAAAB38/jcASM9OxpVU/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408406714564434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyEgPpP1I/AAAAAAAAB38/jcASM9OxpVU/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGx5HDxfHI/AAAAAAAAB30/x6eqqH8Biv4/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408210975325298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGx5HDxfHI/AAAAAAAAB30/x6eqqH8Biv4/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGxyR2HKSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DyjVc20CZhE/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544408093611731234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGxyR2HKSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DyjVc20CZhE/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGxrW1KIwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/-cYDhBpfqmg/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544407974690824962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGxrW1KIwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/-cYDhBpfqmg/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-8917809670906733824?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8917809670906733824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=8917809670906733824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8917809670906733824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/8917809670906733824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='Things I Am Thankful For.....'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGyZAT_k3I/AAAAAAAAB4U/cbDqh7Otwk8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5863066462563883793</id><published>2010-11-27T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T17:24:29.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpvrvLN9I/AAAAAAAAB3c/NSQNDi2zM4k/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544399252929329106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpvrvLN9I/AAAAAAAAB3c/NSQNDi2zM4k/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas has been looking forward to Thanksgiving Vacation for quit some time now.  He kept asking me how many days off he would have and so we figured with the two weekends he would have nine days total.  I had found some leaves online that I printed off and he helped me write things he was thankful of on each leaf and then we colored them fall colors.  One of the leaves said he was thankful for t.v. and movies which we managed to watch a couple of those last week that the boys selected from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpoulHilI/AAAAAAAAB3U/2OA-Dv1graM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544399133433367122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpoulHilI/AAAAAAAAB3U/2OA-Dv1graM/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon wanted a vest like his brother had made at school so we made him one at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpfFgloLI/AAAAAAAAB3M/hGWeoLxUD4I/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544398967789691058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpfFgloLI/AAAAAAAAB3M/hGWeoLxUD4I/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They love to pass the time playing cops and robbers which brings back so many memories of my own childhood.  We also used to love playing cowboys and Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpVQOQJNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/TcZh5hu8ecY/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544398798866883794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpVQOQJNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/TcZh5hu8ecY/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did get a pretty big storm that dropped 12" of snow in some parts of our yard.  The boys enjoyed playing in the snow while Steve shoveled the walks and helped some neighbors shovel.  I really wanted to grab a shovel and help as well but guess I better wait to get the go ahead from the doctor in a week or so.  I did enjoy catching up with some neighbors and taking lots of pictures of my boys having fun in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpPY6vzQI/AAAAAAAAB28/uiBuEd41Fes/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544398698121776386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpPY6vzQI/AAAAAAAAB28/uiBuEd41Fes/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpIUg0JJI/AAAAAAAAB20/2tMBXjjZ8_4/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544398576680182930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpIUg0JJI/AAAAAAAAB20/2tMBXjjZ8_4/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve's sister Cathy and her daughter Madeline came into town on Sunday before Thanksgiving from Chicago for a visit.  It was really nice for Lucas and Landon to get to spend some time with their cousin whom they had not seen for almost a year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpCbJGr8I/AAAAAAAAB2s/1iRJglBCkuU/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544398475380568002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpCbJGr8I/AAAAAAAAB2s/1iRJglBCkuU/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so fun to watch Madeline copy things that Landon was doing.  We are so used to Landon mimicking his brother and so I think he really enjoyed being the leader for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGidWwH5jI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RNnESrErNJo/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544391241477121586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGidWwH5jI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RNnESrErNJo/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas and Landon also got to make a trip to the dentist last week for a checkup.  While waiting for the dentist to come in the boys both got to lay back on the chair and watch their movie that was playing on the ceiling.  This lasted about 2 minutes before they were pushing each other and fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGhh0IoNJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/W2iVGQbXboM/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544390218572379282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGhh0IoNJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/W2iVGQbXboM/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday, Nov 22 my good friend Sarah had her little baby girl - Isabel.   I went to the hospital on Tuesday morning to visit Sarah and her new little one.  She is so precious and I am so happy for the Armstrong family - now that is something to really be thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGhXQNVx9I/AAAAAAAAB2U/vLaw74GCvSU/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544390037129775058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGhXQNVx9I/AAAAAAAAB2U/vLaw74GCvSU/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5863066462563883793?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5863066462563883793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5863066462563883793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5863066462563883793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5863066462563883793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-vacation.html' title='Thanksgiving Vacation'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGpvrvLN9I/AAAAAAAAB3c/NSQNDi2zM4k/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-3223485581990044951</id><published>2010-11-27T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:23:45.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgmB1BnuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Pl1R1oNJvLQ/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544389191456104162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgmB1BnuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Pl1R1oNJvLQ/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388328708648354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGfzz2ALaI/AAAAAAAAB1k/DzZT7HG_aNM/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgaSqfV8I/AAAAAAAAB2E/YQTZTzemc3s/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388989816887234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgaSqfV8I/AAAAAAAAB2E/YQTZTzemc3s/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgSDKgghI/AAAAAAAAB18/Ny8C-cXclKs/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388848217260562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgSDKgghI/AAAAAAAAB18/Ny8C-cXclKs/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388481394545538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGf8spKE4I/AAAAAAAAB1s/o7yWNeBnfHA/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgESw6HzI/AAAAAAAAB10/tBmEcczB5HY/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388611886686002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgESw6HzI/AAAAAAAAB10/tBmEcczB5HY/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092763821239819240-3223485581990044951?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/3223485581990044951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=3223485581990044951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3223485581990044951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/3223485581990044951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TPGgmB1BnuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Pl1R1oNJvLQ/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-5041239800355034469</id><published>2010-11-12T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:56:42.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538882249050988706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4QDytmoKI/AAAAAAAAB0c/9Bv2l_60a1s/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538882256592752610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4QEOzsz-I/AAAAAAAAB0k/dc5lCDvZ6XA/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;Thursday before Halloween Lucas had his Halloween Parade and Party at school. Grandma Janice and Aunt Tonia helped me get both of the boys ready in their costumes and then Aunt Tonia dropped Lucas off at school. Grandma, Aunt Tonia, Landon and I then headed back to the school 30 minutes later so that we could watch the school parade. I was sad because I was supposed to be helping with the Halloween Party for his class but was unable to do much of anything. I am just thankful to have had the help with the boys and thankful that I was able to attend the parade. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538882257710671650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4QES-O5yI/AAAAAAAAB0s/XJ0j1lH-p1g/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;Friday evening we brought the pumpkins in from outside so that we could transform them into jack-o-lanterns. At first Landon did not want anything to do with putting his hand in the pumpkin and getting all gooey but then we could not stop him from cleaning out the "guts" and seeds. He even decided on the face for his pumpkin and I just did the carving.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881889050790258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4Pu1m3iXI/AAAAAAAAB0U/dE17yXjBG7E/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881876995941890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4PuIsxJgI/AAAAAAAAB0E/k5098vn49Hk/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;Lucas was not hesitant at all about getting dirty and told us exactly what he wanted the eyes, nose and mouth to look like.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881868545850834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4PtpOG_dI/AAAAAAAABz8/0vcB9p1t2o4/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881036128652050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4O9MOYixI/AAAAAAAABzc/bTM66EG1uvw/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538883561600968018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4RQMV55VI/AAAAAAAAB08/9f-xKmokQb8/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;Saturday morning Lucas had his last soccer game of the season and luckily Grandma Janice and Aunt Tonia were able to attend his game. We then headed home where, as for tradition, I started a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' pot of chili. We had Grandma Judy, Papa and Aunt Erin over for dinner as well. Then because the state of Utah decided to trick-or-treat on the 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of October rather than the 31st; Grandma Janice and Aunt Tonia were able to be here for the festivities. Since it had been such a busy day I was not feeling real great but did manage to go to the first couple of houses with the boys before sending Aunt Tonia out in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881038014170754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4O9TP7RoI/AAAAAAAABzk/KFRtV6_038A/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538883550417100674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4RPirdn4I/AAAAAAAAB00/UBEAlb2S5Sc/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538888866520291634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4WE-tO2TI/AAAAAAAAB1E/jOQWriPTK7o/s320/073.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 7 pm the boys were done trick-or-treating and wanted to stay home and hand out candy. We had a couple of groups of kids after that but not a whole lot. The boys tried to stay up extra late but the sugar rush from all the candy wore off and they both wanted to go to bed. Barley must have been tired too because he decided to retire for the night with Landon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4O-LZCNaI/AAAAAAAABz0/Mq2L_g4GvhY/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538881053084759458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4O-LZCNaI/AAAAAAAABz0/Mq2L_g4GvhY/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday morning we were all sad to see Grandma Janice and Aunt Tonia head back to Wyoming. I am forever thankful for all they did during their visit but I knew it wouldn't last forever and knew I had to be prepared to go it alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily my friend Sarah set up a schedule for my friends to bring dinners to our house and so for the last two weeks we have had food deliveries every other night. I am so happy to announce that I am almost 3 weeks post surgery and I'm feeling great. My back gets a little sore by the end of the day but each day that gets a little better. I am still supposed to limit my driving, no lifting anything heavier than a gallon of milk and no bending, lifting or twisting for another 3 weeks. I keep having dreams about running and can't wait to get back out there but promise to wait for the go ahead from the doctor. I want to thank all my family and friends who have been there for me through this whole thing. I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-5041239800355034469?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/5041239800355034469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=5041239800355034469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5041239800355034469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/5041239800355034469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4QDytmoKI/AAAAAAAAB0c/9Bv2l_60a1s/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-182179890523554423</id><published>2010-11-12T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:01:18.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867714739135970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4C1yLn5eI/AAAAAAAABy8/Zu8kTgOEnkc/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4FENPxC6I/AAAAAAAABzU/Gu61kPnVITQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538870161545694114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4FENPxC6I/AAAAAAAABzU/Gu61kPnVITQ/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sunday after getting back from Wyoming and Nebraska I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Insta&lt;/span&gt; Care to try and figure out what was wrong with my back and leg. They gave me a couple of prescriptions and told me if it didn't get better by the end of the week to get an MRI. After 4 more sleepless nights I went to the emergency room where they took and MRI and then sent me to another hospital to see a Neurosurgeon. By four o'clock in the afternoon I was being wheeled from my second emergency room of the day up to my "suite" on the 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor.  I was diagnosed with a severe herniated disc and scheduled for surgery first thing Sunday morning and would be staying in the hospital for pain control until then.  Not exactly how I thought I would be spending my weekend but I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt; to find out why I had been in so much pain and was now on my way to solving the problem. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867726910075506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4C2fhZsnI/AAAAAAAABzE/-1FegpNJbMU/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;The view from my room was absolutely beautiful and I was able to see the sun shine, a rain storm and a gorgeous rainbow at the end of the day.  I had multiple visitors and telephone calls from family and friends while I was waiting for surgery and am so thankful to have such a large group of people who reached out to me during this difficult time.  One of the hardest things about being laid up in the hospital bed was knowing that my Ragnar Team was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas without me running the 200 mile relay race - including my three legs of the race.  I felt like I was letting my whole team down despite my friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abril's&lt;/span&gt; best efforts at lifting my spirits.  In the end my team finished the race thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abril's&lt;/span&gt; husband &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; picking up my legs.  I just hope to be healthy enough to train for the Wasatch Back Ragnar in 2011 and may just have another chance to run the Vegas Ragnar as well.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4DSpLns_I/AAAAAAAABzM/F5oTyBzdjtY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538868210539410418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4DSpLns_I/AAAAAAAABzM/F5oTyBzdjtY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was in the hospital Steve &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt; the boys up to see me as much as possible.  They would go downstairs to the food court and bring their meals up to my room to eat with me and we made sure they had lots of toys, books and things to color while visiting me.  When it came time for them to leave at the end of the day the boys would get sad which would then make me sad.  They did get to spend lots of time at grandma Judy's and Papa's house where they even got to have a sleep over one night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was released from the hospital Monday around lunch time.  Steve took Monday and Tuesday off from work so he could take care of the boys and wait on me - when I was awake that is.  Tuesday afternoon my mom, my sister Tonia and Barley Dog got into town to help out with the boys so Steve could go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4C1C6AFLI/AAAAAAAABys/2iHAsbYXMmE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867702048756914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4C1C6AFLI/AAAAAAAABys/2iHAsbYXMmE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday we got a snowstorm that brought enough snow for the boys to go out and build a snowman with Aunt Tonia.  I am not sure who had more fun - the boys or Aunt Tonia.  Grandma Janice and I watched from the front door as Frosty came to be and the snowballs flew through the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867353650548034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4CgxBZTUI/AAAAAAAAByQ/fkwcTXkVAs4/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538865655815908994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A98GEroI/AAAAAAAABxo/7Rxh2PQ4SgM/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4ChgbL2eI/AAAAAAAAByg/SOyVoRxi6AQ/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867366375184866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4ChgbL2eI/AAAAAAAAByg/SOyVoRxi6AQ/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4Chbe7srI/AAAAAAAAByY/HLyDmvlGEvU/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538867365048726194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4Chbe7srI/AAAAAAAAByY/HLyDmvlGEvU/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas and Landon had so much fun playing with Aunt Tonia and Barley.  She was up at the crack of dawn each day - getting ready, getting the boys fed, dressed, delivered to school and ready for the day.  By the end of the visit the popular phrase from the boys was "I want Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tona&lt;/span&gt; to do."  Grandma Janice tried to help with the boys, the house and meals but for the most part Aunt Tonia was three steps ahead of all of us.  I am so thankful for the two of them and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt; that they were able to be here when I needed them most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A--GU_VI/AAAAAAAAByA/CAifUlOwL2Q/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538865673533717842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A--GU_VI/AAAAAAAAByA/CAifUlOwL2Q/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A-cRZ_TI/AAAAAAAABx4/MYWwQZxIbfY/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538865664453377330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A-cRZ_TI/AAAAAAAABx4/MYWwQZxIbfY/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A-Ocb3AI/AAAAAAAABxw/we9INqnyyto/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538865660741540866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4A-Ocb3AI/AAAAAAAABxw/we9INqnyyto/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-182179890523554423?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/182179890523554423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=182179890523554423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/182179890523554423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/182179890523554423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-surgery.html' title='Back Surgery'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN4C1yLn5eI/AAAAAAAABy8/Zu8kTgOEnkc/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-714708229814407605</id><published>2010-11-11T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:04:45.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The King/Revelle Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538523189668627698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNzJfyR2RPI/AAAAAAAABxQ/1g7U-0OrGuE/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;The day of my brother Robert's wedding Kathy and I woke up and took Lucas and Landon swimming for a couple of hours. Then us girlies had to take a couple of hours to primp before we headed to the church to have pictures done.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNzJgIgjNVI/AAAAAAAABxY/qSApcC285CQ/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538523195635873106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNzJgIgjNVI/AAAAAAAABxY/qSApcC285CQ/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon decided to take a little snooze before having any pics taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538522446090535138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNzI0gPBAOI/AAAAAAAABww/NGLxkZQ0K0Y/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538864034407930482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TN3_fj4SWnI/AAAAAAAABxg/9QrMw7i9iE8/s320/026.JPG" /&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-714708229814407605?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/714708229814407605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=714708229814407605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/714708229814407605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/714708229814407605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/kingrevelle-wedding.html' title='The King/Revelle Wedding'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNzJfyR2RPI/AAAAAAAABxQ/1g7U-0OrGuE/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-1413350129464453568</id><published>2010-11-10T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:41:18.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming &amp; Nebraska - Before the Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt-rolo6dI/AAAAAAAABvQ/GcpfZR1nf1E/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538159454876920274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt-rolo6dI/AAAAAAAABvQ/GcpfZR1nf1E/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last month we took a road trip to Wyoming and then on to Nebraska for my brother Robert's wedding. We left Utah Wednesday afternoon and drove to Laramie where we spent the night at mom's house. When we woke up Thursday morning I realised that I had left my dress I was planning to wear to the wedding hanging in my bedroom at home. I was so sad because I had shopped around a lot before finding the right dress and now I was going to have to find something else. My mom, Steve, the boys and I loaded into the truck and headed to Cheyenne where we met up with my sister Tonia. I had been having a lot of pain on the left side of my lower back that went all the way down into my calf. I knew I had a pinched nerve and so we decided to go and see my sisters chiropractor in hopes of an instant relief. After our appointments with the doc we then headed to the mall to find my dress. Unfortunately I did not find the dress I wanted and had to settle on another outfit. We finally got to Nebraska with just enough time to check into our hotel before heading to dinner and then on to the wedding rehearsal and rehearsal party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt-rcn8t1I/AAAAAAAABvI/c4iWvcqrUrk/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538159451665381202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt-rcn8t1I/AAAAAAAABvI/c4iWvcqrUrk/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got back to the hotel where Steve was able to take the boys swimming for an hour before we all hit the hay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-1413350129464453568?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/1413350129464453568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=1413350129464453568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1413350129464453568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/1413350129464453568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/wyoming-nebraska-before-wedding.html' title='Wyoming &amp; Nebraska - Before the Wedding'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt-rolo6dI/AAAAAAAABvQ/GcpfZR1nf1E/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-6455824533235922201</id><published>2010-11-10T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:23:01.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538154682060943970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6V0dosmI/AAAAAAAABuA/lX2Lg0Fes0M/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;Once the boys have picked out their pumpkins from the pumpkin patch they are always so eager to go home and carve them. The problem is we usually get the pumpkins in early October and if we carved them that early by the time Halloween rolled around they would be nothing but mush. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538154676697058546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6VgeyTPI/AAAAAAAABt4/LCkoYPUY2Bk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;A couple of years ago we started painting our pumpkins and then the night before Halloween we wash off the paint with a little bit of water and carve our pumpkins. Twice the fun with only one pumpkin. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538155083937024658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6tNkXCpI/AAAAAAAABuI/Bwj_7uibA_0/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;The last two years we have met friends at Wheeler Farm and made painting the pumpkins a fun group activity. This year we were joined by Sarah, Sean, Gracie, Lori and Nate as well as my friend Michelle from my MOPS group and her two little girls. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538154670447558994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6VJMygVI/AAAAAAAABto/O39CY8WjW8I/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;We look forward to keeping this tradition going for years to come.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6tv8ezpI/AAAAAAAABuQ/_VWfgJTVkfY/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538155093165002386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6tv8ezpI/AAAAAAAABuQ/_VWfgJTVkfY/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-6455824533235922201?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/6455824533235922201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092763821239819240&amp;postID=6455824533235922201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6455824533235922201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092763821239819240/posts/default/6455824533235922201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/2010/11/painting-pumpkins.html' title='Painting Pumpkins'/><author><name>Agnes McCormack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13440451956206851986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/S4c3KOruXeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/hMdTkjpTSZk/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt6V0dosmI/AAAAAAAABuA/lX2Lg0Fes0M/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092763821239819240.post-8514442814180308927</id><published>2010-11-10T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:04:03.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pumpkin Patch at Wheeler Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt2JLLomvI/AAAAAAAABtY/0JjRXGhyAsA/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538150066774645490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt2JLLomvI/AAAAAAAABtY/0JjRXGhyAsA/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;As per tradition we took the kids to Wheeler Farm to pick out their pumpkins and to go on a wagon ride. This year we took our friends Kobe and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khloe&lt;/span&gt; along with us for the day of fun. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538150057563328050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt2Io3fDjI/AAAAAAAABtQ/zv0VS4YHdtM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;Even though there were tons of people the ducks still seemed to be hungry enough to devour the bread we brought for them. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538150047512398370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt2IDbKCiI/AAAAAAAABtI/XaCkeC4lzMw/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;Landon has always been a fan of cows and would have stood and watched them all day had we let him. His fondness probably comes from the fact that every time we would go and see Aunt Tonia in Wyoming he would feed their steer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1y4UvAAI/AAAAAAAABtA/nqBpHj3ISLo/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538149683755417602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1y4UvAAI/AAAAAAAABtA/nqBpHj3ISLo/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1yarUQ6I/AAAAAAAABs4/OZbZNlWmRfY/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538149675797070754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1yarUQ6I/AAAAAAAABs4/OZbZNlWmRfY/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1xxE_r9I/AAAAAAAABsw/H6Rg2IADGCk/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538149664630484946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1xxE_r9I/AAAAAAAABsw/H6Rg2IADGCk/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1xt1UtsI/AAAAAAAABso/S-SeQaUyH0U/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538149663759447746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1xt1UtsI/AAAAAAAABso/S-SeQaUyH0U/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids really enjoyed the wagon ride and the hay maze and just hanging out with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1EfOGfdI/AAAAAAAABsg/ZBri1vVoisE/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538148886742728146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1EfOGfdI/AAAAAAAABsg/ZBri1vVoisE/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1DpIYUjI/AAAAAAAABsY/xGM-Ky4vox4/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538148872223216178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1DpIYUjI/AAAAAAAABsY/xGM-Ky4vox4/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1Cvg3y6I/AAAAAAAABsI/WMJ8CerSbXU/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538148856756685730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JJbpjwHTMM/TNt1Cvg3y6I/AAAAAAAABsI/WMJ8CerSbXU/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092763821239819240-8514442814180308927?l=agnesmccormack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesmccormack.blogspot.com/feeds/8514442814180308927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://
