<?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-3346796659818644563</id><updated>2011-11-10T19:19:37.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palmer Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-7519977934979815199</id><published>2010-12-26T19:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:35:17.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL....</title><content type='html'>Another year has gone by and I wonder where it has gone.  This year has been full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent's big accomplishment was graduating from Utah State University. It has been a long road but we finally made it. He also took the Dental Admission Test and scored very well. He has applied to numerous dental schools, which we are currently waiting to hear from.  It is a long waiting game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy taking care of kids.  I'm still serving in the Young Women's presidency, volunteering at the local Food Bank, serving with the PTA, and visiting parents in the NICU with Brent.  I've been struggling being pregnant the last half of this year.  Our baby girl is due Feb. 10, 2011,  I've decided I'm just getting to old to be pregnant, it is a lot harder than it used to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan is growing up too fast.  He is now in the 2nd grade and this last October he turned eight years old and was baptized.  This was a very special day for him, he was so very excited.  He said turning eight is the best because he got baptized, started Scouts, and graduated from having to ride in a booster seat. :) He likes school, playing with friends and cousins, and he even does well playing with his siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie is such a big girl.  She started kindergarten and loves it.  She is starting to learn how to read and loves to dance to music. She loves animals, all different kinds. For her birthday she wanted a matinee and for Christmas she asked Santa for an armadillo. :) She is all girl and is so excited for a baby sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is two years old!! And he is into everything! When he is angry or mad he yells, "Cody!".  I guess he hears us yelling that too much. :)  He talks so well and repeats things very well too. He loves to play with his brother and sister.  He also loves Buzz Lightyear, Woody, and Lightening McQueen.  He likes all kinds of balls and I just try to keep up with all his energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time of year we look back and are so grateful for the many blessings our Heavenly Father has given us.  He has always looked out for us and provided so much for us.  We are most grateful for the gift of His son, our Savior Jesus Christ, the real reason for the season!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-7519977934979815199?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/7519977934979815199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=7519977934979815199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7519977934979815199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7519977934979815199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL....'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-445953501505072911</id><published>2010-04-30T10:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:54:50.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick update, since I am so bad at updating.  Allie was telling me that when she grows up she will have two babies in her tummy.  She will name them Shayla and Kayla.  And then she thought for a minute very intensely with her hand on her forehead and said, "I just can't think of a boys name though."  And she was so distraught about it.  It was funny.  So I guess we will have to see what happens when she grows up :) Hope all is well and just on the side note.  Today is the last day of classes for Brent!!!! Yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-445953501505072911?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/445953501505072911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=445953501505072911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/445953501505072911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/445953501505072911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-quick-update-since-i-am-so-bad-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-9157550808021746731</id><published>2009-12-16T20:09:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:12:41.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjkMB7hlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QYX3F-aQ7hc/s1600-h/DSC_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjkMB7hlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QYX3F-aQ7hc/s320/DSC_0460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039868989670994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjljNaBoI/AAAAAAAAARo/FFXqpG5m1_s/s1600-h/DSC_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjljNaBoI/AAAAAAAAARo/FFXqpG5m1_s/s320/DSC_0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039892391691906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    What a great time of year.  We have been so busy and done so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Brent has been very busy with school all year. He has been getting good grades, spending time with family and selling Cutco knifes.  I don't know how he does it all, but he does and he is amazing.  He has one more semester and will graduate in May.  We are both very happy about that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiQMeV0iI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hdL8jXtOqRk/s1600-h/DSC_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiQMeV0iI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hdL8jXtOqRk/s320/DSC_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416038425999823394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiPkVNfBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TdknMS3cGD4/s1600-h/DSC_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiPkVNfBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TdknMS3cGD4/s320/DSC_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416038415224110098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Symq35bdA1I/AAAAAAAAARw/lHfrzDlLGVU/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Symq35bdA1I/AAAAAAAAARw/lHfrzDlLGVU/s320/Copy+of+DSCF2106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416047904175227730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan turned 7 this year.  He is in the 1st grade.  Dallan is a great student and is good at reading and math.  He is a great big brother and helps his mom out a lot.  He played T-ball again this year and did very well.  He loves to go camping, play video games, watch movies and play with friends/cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjlNQlR7I/AAAAAAAAARg/LcRb3iEWmNw/s1600-h/DSC_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjlNQlR7I/AAAAAAAAARg/LcRb3iEWmNw/s320/DSC_0290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039886499432370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiRAdbZ5I/AAAAAAAAARA/Z9miE8R-vI8/s1600-h/DSC_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiRAdbZ5I/AAAAAAAAARA/Z9miE8R-vI8/s320/DSC_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416038439954638738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiQksPodI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SD66i0w-wrM/s1600-h/DSC_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiQksPodI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SD66i0w-wrM/s320/DSC_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416038432500589010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Allie is 4 years old, but can not wait until she turns back to 5. (When she was 3 she was convinced she was 5 yrs old, she was very disappointed when she turned 4. )  She loves animals, especially puppies.  She can't wait til she is a grown up so she can have all the pets she wants. She is trying to learn lots so she can go to kindergarten next year.  Allie loves to play in sand, go camping, and watch movies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjkaspObI/AAAAAAAAARY/OpXU-aNzgSI/s1600-h/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjkaspObI/AAAAAAAAARY/OpXU-aNzgSI/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039872926923186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjjWe6SUI/AAAAAAAAARI/0HNCBRSK-uM/s1600-h/DSC_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjjWe6SUI/AAAAAAAAARI/0HNCBRSK-uM/s320/DSC_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039854615710018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Cody is now 14 months old.  He has had the busiest year changing and growing.  He has been walking since he was 10 months old and now is running and climbing on everything.  If you come to our house you will see how we have blocked everything imaginable.  I think his first words were "teeth".  he can say mama, daddy, thankyou, and repeats other words very well. His laugh is contagious. We are so glad he is in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiPB7BdfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/GnX4eAoyDVw/s1600-h/border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymiPB7BdfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/GnX4eAoyDVw/s320/border.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416038405987464690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I have had a very busy year just being mom.  Three kids keep me busy everyday.  I am also serving in Young Womens in our church which I  absolutely love!  I've been Brent's tutor this past year also, but have finished that up because he has now past my level of knowledge. :)&lt;br /&gt;   As I contemplate another year gone I am reminded of the many miracles that have happened so often in our lives.  Those miracles come from the purpose of this season our Savior Jesus Christ! How blessed we are for the daily miracles He gives us. We hope this Christmas time we all will turn to our Savior and just REMEMBER.   Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-9157550808021746731?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/9157550808021746731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=9157550808021746731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9157550808021746731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9157550808021746731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html' title='Merry Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SymjkMB7hlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QYX3F-aQ7hc/s72-c/DSC_0460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-5179846062504444454</id><published>2009-10-09T13:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:11:20.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, were does the time go!!! I am not ready for cold to come and it is already here.  I have birthdays to plan, Halloween costumes to put together, house to clean, the kitchen???well, I don't know what to do about that. I can't believe Cody is going to be turning 1 and Dallan is turning 7.  See my previous posts for emotions running high.  Cody's 1st birthday will be emotional but I am sooo very grateful for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-5179846062504444454?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/5179846062504444454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=5179846062504444454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5179846062504444454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5179846062504444454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/10/seriously-were-does-time-go-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-1494703376743977355</id><published>2009-09-03T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:23:45.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 3, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, We have been volunteering with Common Bonds, the parents support group if you’ve had a baby in the NICU.  Tonight was the first night that we went into the NICU to visit with parents and give them some gifts.  What a wave of emotions that came over me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;  I started to cry in the waiting room.  There was a mom out there, she was surrounded by family.  And she was just crying.  She would stop the tears for a moment and then all at once they came again.  I so remember that feeling of having no control over those tears.  They were flood gates that would just open and I would try everything to stop the tears and nothing worked. The feeling came back so fresh I started to cry myself.  My heart ached for her.  As we went inside and started finding out information on the babies and families, I realized that her baby boy was the same gestational age as Cody was.  My heart went out to her again.&lt;br /&gt;  We scrubbed up and I can still smell the soap on my hands .  A smell that I have now associated with Cody, I would long to be with him when he was in the NICU and I would smell my hands and that is the smell I remember. So with that smell comes so many memories. Memories of long hours, of tears, of smiles and of hopes.&lt;br /&gt;  So many stories and so many lives that pass through those doors each day.    We meet a father tonight, his son was born this evening.  As we visited with him I heard the grunting of his son and saw the little chest retract.  It was if it was Cody lying there again.  I know those sounds and I’ve seen the little body fighting for air.&lt;br /&gt;  I don’t know if we helped anyone else tonight.  But if anything it has brought back the helpless feelings I had and the feeling of totally relying on the Lord.  It is very true that at the hardest times of our lives is when we are the closest to our Savior.  So If anything came out of tonight’s visit it is this:&lt;br /&gt;        I came home and held Cody so very tight, and just remembered.  Remembered the pain, remembered the blessings, remembered the roller coaster, remembered how merciful the Lord has been to us, and remembered how it felt to have a baby in the NICU.  I pray for each of those babies tonight and their parents&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SqCWLKnjRYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5Up2iFNIBrI/s1600-h/DSCF1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SqCWLKnjRYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5Up2iFNIBrI/s320/DSCF1632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377463073653343618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SqCWLmiUQ4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/BMRCTjdTF9Q/s1600-h/100_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SqCWLmiUQ4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/BMRCTjdTF9Q/s320/100_0244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377463081147581314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-1494703376743977355?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/1494703376743977355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=1494703376743977355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1494703376743977355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1494703376743977355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-3-2009-wow-we-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SqCWLKnjRYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5Up2iFNIBrI/s72-c/DSCF1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-3797816316886965236</id><published>2009-09-01T17:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:31:15.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where has the summer went too???? When life is busy time sure flies by.  Dallan is in first grade and loving it.  Allie is trying to learn to count to 20.  She could if she tried, she just doesn't care to try right now.  So we are working on that. Cody is 10 months old!!!!!  Holy Cow the time flies with a baby.  In two months we will be celebrating his first birthday.  So many feelings come flooding back when I think about that. :) I am trying to finish putting together our kitchen and Brent is back at school trying to get A's. So that is our life in a nut shell.  I'll try to be more specific later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-3797816316886965236?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/3797816316886965236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=3797816316886965236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3797816316886965236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3797816316886965236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-has-summer-went-too-when-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-3573156487702687005</id><published>2009-06-03T10:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:10:27.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick note</title><content type='html'>This morning Brent and I were laying in bed being entertained by Cody.  Dallan comes in, almost in tears.  I asked him what had happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan:  "I can't play chess anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan: "The box says you have to be eight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent and I just cracked up laughing.  He is reading everything and took the 8 and older comment on the box literally.  It took us a bit to convince him that he could still play chess even though he wasn't eight. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-3573156487702687005?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/3573156487702687005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=3573156487702687005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3573156487702687005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3573156487702687005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-quick-note.html' title='Just a quick note'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-3910664625875411752</id><published>2009-05-01T17:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:03:55.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have to write about this before I forget.  Dallan loves Mythbusters (the whole family does too) we have been watching a few online.  After Brent was done with his final today (Hooray!) we took the kids for a walk and stopped at the park.  Brent and I were sitting on the bench and listening to the kids play.  We saw them doing something funny so we asked what they were doing. This was the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan, "We are playing Mythbusters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent, "So what are you trying to figure out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan, "Well,  if one kid goes down the slide. And then he doesn't move, he just sits on the end of the slide.  If another kid comes down and hits him, Will it really knock you (the kid at the bottom of  the slide)  on your face?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent, "Okay,  let us know how it comes out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan, "Dad it worked!!  Allie landed on her face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie (disgusted), with her tongue hanging out, "There is sand in my mouth." And up her nose and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie,  "I don't want to play with Dallan anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious.  I wish we had our camcorder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-3910664625875411752?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/3910664625875411752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=3910664625875411752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3910664625875411752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/3910664625875411752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-have-to-write-about-this-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-8254763249942538647</id><published>2009-04-03T09:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:35:34.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.  I am so behind again.  Life here is as boring as usual.  We are trying to make it through the last month of this semester.  It is a killer one, but I guess they all will be from here on out. The kids are doing wonderful.  Cody is finally out growing the crying. ( I hope it continues!) We are tired of the snow and looking forward to the long summer days.  Come quickly summer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-8254763249942538647?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/8254763249942538647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=8254763249942538647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8254763249942538647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8254763249942538647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-9111053694458873356</id><published>2009-02-18T10:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:40:05.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://misssmartypantsandco.blogspot.com/2009/02/8s-tag.html"&gt;The 8's Tag&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   Here are the Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1)Post rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;2)Answer the six "8" items&lt;br /&gt;3)Let each person you tag know by leaving them a comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite TV Shows&lt;br /&gt;Since we don't have tv right now I will do some old ones&lt;br /&gt;-Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;-American Idol&lt;br /&gt;-Darma and Greg&lt;br /&gt;-Reba&lt;br /&gt;-What I like about you&lt;br /&gt;-I Dream of Jeannie&lt;br /&gt;-Bewitch&lt;br /&gt;-Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;-Young Womens&lt;br /&gt;-help my brother&lt;br /&gt;-shovel snow&lt;br /&gt;-feed kids&lt;br /&gt;-drive Dallan to school&lt;br /&gt;-make dinner&lt;br /&gt;-yell at neighbors dogs&lt;br /&gt;-change diapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward To&lt;br /&gt;-Spring&lt;br /&gt;-Summer&lt;br /&gt;-losing weight&lt;br /&gt;-a date with Brent&lt;br /&gt;-My nieces wedding&lt;br /&gt;-Brent being done with school&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner with my good friend&lt;br /&gt;-Painting my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;-Mandarin Garden&lt;br /&gt;-Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;-El Sol&lt;br /&gt;-Subway&lt;br /&gt;- Arby's&lt;br /&gt;-McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;-Bluebird&lt;br /&gt;-Iron Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on My Wish List&lt;br /&gt;-more money(just enough to live on)&lt;br /&gt;-A big addition on my house&lt;br /&gt;-a newer car&lt;br /&gt;-a newer trailer&lt;br /&gt;-that my baby wouldn't hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;-more time with my husband&lt;br /&gt;-more play time&lt;br /&gt;-a regular sleep schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I Tag&lt;br /&gt;-whoever reads this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-9111053694458873356?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/9111053694458873356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=9111053694458873356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9111053694458873356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9111053694458873356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/02/8s-tag-here-are-rules-1post-rules-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-4393573196812614150</id><published>2009-02-05T09:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:52:48.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some funny stories this go around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Dallan was talking about how fun it would be to get a kitten.  He really likes cats (Brent is upset over that).  So he was telling me that it would be great to get a baby cat.  Then he went very serious and asked, "When it grows up, will we have to run it over?". I was shocked.  It comes from Brent always joking about running over cats. (He never has,  he just jokes a lot about it)  However,  Dallan evidently took him very seriously and thought that when kittens grew up to cats you had to run them over. Poor kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I heard the truck alarm go off.  Allie was in the other room and as I walked in the alarm stopped.  I looked at her and she was very pale.  I asked if she was playing with my keys.  She tried to smile and said yes.  Then I asked her if the alarm had scared her.  She looked at me and said no.  Then tears started coming down her cheeks.  I asked her what was wrong, and she was trying to wipe them away quickly and just said,  "These things just keep falling!",  I thought it was hillarious.  It had scared her, but she wasn't going to admit it.  And then the "They just keep falling!!!"  was just funny.  My very emotional little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-4393573196812614150?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/4393573196812614150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=4393573196812614150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4393573196812614150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4393573196812614150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-some-funny-stories-this-go-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-4711673309425439778</id><published>2009-01-09T17:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:39:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just thought I would share a funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night I woke up to Dallan at the side of my bed.  He was very sad and said he had a scary dream. So I let him crawl in bed with me and sleep for a little bit.  Then I sent him back to his own bed.  Wednesday morning when he woke up I asked him if he had better dreams after I sent him back to bed.  He said yes.  Then I asked him what his scary dreams were. He told me that in his dream he went to play his playstation games.  As he was getting his new snowboarding game out he dropped it and it broke!! And he couldn't put it back together. So that was his horribly scary dream that he had to come and sleep with mommy about.   I was trying to keep a straight face. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-4711673309425439778?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/4711673309425439778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=4711673309425439778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4711673309425439778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4711673309425439778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-just-thought-i-would-share-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-5579317090692067353</id><published>2008-12-15T13:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:02:02.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUa_C2nQ_DI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YjhYJeREfhg/s1600-h/Family+Christmas+08.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUa_C2nQ_DI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YjhYJeREfhg/s320/Family+Christmas+08.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280117668879334450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of sending out all the Christmas cards I am doing our Christmas letter on line.  And now everyone will have this address so they can stay up to date on all the things we are doing through out the year.  If you want to read the old posts you can see what has been going on in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been full of a lot of fun and exciting things.  We really have enjoyed living in Smithfield.  It is nice to be back home.  Brent has been going to school which is a blessing and a trial at the same time.  Hopefully he will be done in a year with undergraduate and we will be trying to apply to dental schools.&lt;br /&gt;Dallan has been growing up fast.  He played little league this summer and loved it.  He is a great player and is looking forward to playing next summer. He also made the big move into Kindergarten.  He loves school so much.  I hope that it continues.  He is reading and tries to read everything he sees.  He does really well. And he is such a big help around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Allie is turning into such a little girl.  She loves getting dressed for church.  She says she is like a princess.  I've started making her some new hairbows and she loves them. She is learning her ABC's and counting to ten.  She loves to sing and is such a good singer, even if she doesn't know the words she will try to follow along.  She loves going to nursery and can't wait till she can go to school like Dallan.&lt;br /&gt;Our newest addition is Cody.  For those who haven't been keeping up on what we have gone through read the old blogs. :)  Cody has been full of excitement since he came out.  He is doing really well.  He got sick just before Thanksgiving and is still trying to get over it, but he is doing well.  We have turned into hermits a bit, because we are scared of Cody getting sick and ending up back in the NICU.  He is growing so fast and is already over 12 lbs.  His cheeks are getting chunky and very cute.&lt;br /&gt;As for me I am trying to keep up with life!! I had a good routine down before Cody came and now I am lucky to get a shower in during the day. The house is a disaster, Allie's hair is usually not combed and I have Dallan running everywhere trying to help.  I hope soon that I can get things under control.  :)  Everyone told me three was hard, but it really is HARD! But I love them all. And wouldn't trade them for anything.&lt;br /&gt;So we want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!!  There have been time after time when we just wouldn't have made it without our faith in our Saviour. He is everything to us and I don't want to try to live this life without Him.  So we are trying to find ways we can help others around us this season because that is what Jesus would do.  We are so grateful for the gifts He has given us,  the newest our baby son, healthy and here with us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some recent photos of the kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFUxiFg4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/jHTkRDC0Nmo/s1600-h/Dallan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFUxiFg4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/jHTkRDC0Nmo/s320/Dallan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280124573822845826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVP_6OKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rLCogBOoOT8/s1600-h/Allie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVP_6OKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rLCogBOoOT8/s320/Allie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280124582000998562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVdH54qI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eTVKt-WgW0Q/s1600-h/Cody.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVdH54qI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eTVKt-WgW0Q/s320/Cody.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280124585524191906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVuWCItI/AAAAAAAAAPY/cUD5s8lQwQE/s1600-h/Santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUbFVuWCItI/AAAAAAAAAPY/cUD5s8lQwQE/s320/Santa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280124590146855634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-5579317090692067353?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/5579317090692067353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=5579317090692067353' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5579317090692067353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5579317090692067353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone-so-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SUa_C2nQ_DI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YjhYJeREfhg/s72-c/Family+Christmas+08.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-1087596901326663444</id><published>2008-11-23T18:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:31:40.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SSoCgw7Q2WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/W801ozxSXFs/s1600-h/kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SSoCgw7Q2WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/W801ozxSXFs/s320/kids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272029075703126370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we tried to get some pictures of the kids and Cody.  Of course when we started Cody started screaming and wouldn't stop.  We tried some family pictures too and he is screaming in every single one of them.  But here is one of the kids and one of Cody by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SSoCgi57hcI/AAAAAAAAANw/2VqbBZk6dvc/s1600-h/Cody+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SSoCgi57hcI/AAAAAAAAANw/2VqbBZk6dvc/s320/Cody+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272029071939438018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are doing good.  We are still very glad that Cody is home.  He is struggling with some reflux and Colic.  So mom and dad need to get some ear plugs.  We got some medication that hopfully will help him feel better and be a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan and Allie are doing great.  They love to help with Cody.  Dallan is doing so well in school.  He just loves to go and Allie can't wait til she can go to school  like Dallan.  Allie has finally learned her ABC's and is starting to carry on quite the conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent is trying to survive the last few weeks of school this semester just to start again in January, but at least he will get a small break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to stay sain. :)  I am looking forward to the annual shopping the day after Thanksgiving.  It will be a much needed break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-1087596901326663444?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/1087596901326663444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=1087596901326663444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1087596901326663444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1087596901326663444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-we-tried-to-get-some-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SSoCgw7Q2WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/W801ozxSXFs/s72-c/kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-9034134645549119856</id><published>2008-11-12T18:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:17:43.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIHKIDOdI/AAAAAAAAANo/94C9H1GvuCo/s1600-h/Dallan,+Allie,+Cody+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIHKIDOdI/AAAAAAAAANo/94C9H1GvuCo/s320/Dallan,+Allie,+Cody+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267953845698509266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dallan and Allie's first time seeing Cody (except through the glass at the NICU)  So they were really excited to see him home. They are the best big brother and big sister anyone could want. They are very attentive and want to help.  They also know the rules about cleaning their hands before they touch Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIGmPvnqI/AAAAAAAAANg/d_e1fis9JRw/s1600-h/Dallan,+Allie,+Cody.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIGmPvnqI/AAAAAAAAANg/d_e1fis9JRw/s320/Dallan,+Allie,+Cody.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267953836067102370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIGQuxwoI/AAAAAAAAANY/wxurOwasKrQ/s1600-h/Cody+relaxing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIGQuxwoI/AAAAAAAAANY/wxurOwasKrQ/s320/Cody+relaxing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267953830291686018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture today as Cody was laying on my chest.  He loves to be held.  In fact he screams most of the time if you put him down.  He screams a lot when you change his diapers too.  But I think that is because that is when the nurses would poke his heels and do all the test to him.  So he has bad memories.  He is getting better.  He looked so content this afternoon I just had to try and get a picture and I think it turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for everyone else we are doing well.  Trying to get back into the hang of life.  I am trying to figure out how to get anything done between feeding and changing Cody.  Poor Allie wants attention and Dallan is awesome and helps out so much.  Allie would love to be able to take care of Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a funny tid bit.  I am breast feeding and I've explained to the kids that moms body makes milk for Cody and that is all he can eat right now.  Allie asked me to do something and I told her I couldn't because I had to feed Cody.  She thought I said that she had to feed Cody.  So replied in panic that she didn't have milk in her belly to feed Cody and he would hurt her if he tried to eat from her belly.  There is no milk in there!!  She was so upset.  It took me a few minutes to convince her that she didn't have to feed Cody, I was going too. :)  All in the eyes of a three year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-9034134645549119856?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/9034134645549119856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=9034134645549119856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9034134645549119856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9034134645549119856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-dallan-and-allies-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SRuIHKIDOdI/AAAAAAAAANo/94C9H1GvuCo/s72-c/Dallan,+Allie,+Cody+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-6385600568478606143</id><published>2008-11-02T18:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:11:36.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQ5O8XXT1dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/m-SOlyz_e6E/s1600-h/coming+home+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQ5O8XXT1dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/m-SOlyz_e6E/s320/coming+home+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231813413590482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome Home Cody!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it!! This afternoon Cody got released from the NICU.  We had a great day yesterday and a great night.  Yesterday Dallan and Allie were able to come up and see Cody through the window.  The nurse took him off the oxygen to wheel him up to the window and didn't put him back on to see how he would do.  And he did it all by himself!  So we just had to make sure he was eating well.  He has been eating wonderfully and this afternoon the Doctor came and gave him the okay to go home.  We were really excited.  We had been planning on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thankyou everyone for all your prayers and support!!!  This has been the hardest trial for us to watch our baby struggle so much.  Love ya all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQ5O8FmVvYI/AAAAAAAAANI/AkjTrEiYsbU/s1600-h/coming+home+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQ5O8FmVvYI/AAAAAAAAANI/AkjTrEiYsbU/s320/coming+home+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231808644791682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-6385600568478606143?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/6385600568478606143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=6385600568478606143' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/6385600568478606143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/6385600568478606143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-home-cody-we-made-it-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQ5O8XXT1dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/m-SOlyz_e6E/s72-c/coming+home+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-755225837288469053</id><published>2008-10-31T22:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:00:38.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfYjgcRdI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rZ05nc6SBZs/s1600-h/Pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfYjgcRdI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rZ05nc6SBZs/s320/Pumpkins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263546202453722578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us it has been a really good Halloween.  Here is Luke Skywalker and Princess Leah.  They both just love thier costumes this year.  They have been to a few different parties so they have definitely gotten a lot of use out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfYxacpFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_vIchR33rd4/s1600-h/Luke+Skywalker+and+Princess+Leah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfYxacpFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_vIchR33rd4/s320/Luke+Skywalker+and+Princess+Leah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263546206186677330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to join the crew,  the NICU has costumes to dress the babies in and fittingly they had a little Yoda costume.  So here is our little Yoda doing very well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfZBhbN1I/AAAAAAAAANA/R6Ep0ndzXeE/s1600-h/Little+Yoda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfZBhbN1I/AAAAAAAAANA/R6Ep0ndzXeE/s320/Little+Yoda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263546210510911314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate Brent doing the blog yesterday.  I had to go back and spell check it and I'm not so fond of some of the pictures he used, but for his first time ever blogging he did good.  Although I don't know how he made everything a link?????? I love you Brent, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier today has been a good day.  When we got here this morning we had good news.  They took one more xray and the air in his chest is slowly decreasing so Cody's body is taking care of it by himself.  So unless there is another turn for the worse, the doctor is not going to worry about it anymore.  Also the pressure of oxygen Cody is on is decreasing as well, so he is doing more of the breathing himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the nurse also decided we could try breastfeeding.  The biggest worry is him asperating the milk into his lungs.  We got to nurse really well this afternoon and did again this evening.  It is such great progress for him.  Hopefully in a few days no more feeding tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so gratefull for everyones thoughts and prayers.  We have received so much help this last week it is unbelievable.  Thanks again. Until tomorrow. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-755225837288469053?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/755225837288469053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=755225837288469053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/755225837288469053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/755225837288469053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween-for-us-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQvfYjgcRdI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rZ05nc6SBZs/s72-c/Pumpkins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-583481818214011561</id><published>2008-10-30T19:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:42:25.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt;The  last 30 hours have been some of the hardest.  It started when we got a phone call from Cody's doctor on the way back to the hospital.  when he found out we were on our way he waited untill we got back to talk to us rather than over the phone. you can know that that is never a good sign.Cody had lost his IV.  Normally this is not such a big deal except that he has been stuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt;4-5 times in each&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt; hand and food an&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt;d every&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s320/Cody+feet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133716042844226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s1600-h/Cody+feet.JPG"&gt; spot had failed.  There was nowhere else to go.   With no where else to go it was time to consider a more agressive approach to be able to get some nutrition in him.&lt;/a&gt;  Cody's doctor wanted to use a type of IV that would follow his vein all the way to the heart.  This line would be one of the last chances they would have to be able to get Cody the nutrition and medications that he needs.   A wonderful team worked on Cody for a few hours trying to get in the needed lines but it was useless because either the vein did not have a direct coarse to the heart or it would not be strong enough and the vein would fail. Finally one of the nurses got another IV in his scalp and they were able to resume the nutrition and medications after several hours without anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoORt_-oI/AAAAAAAAAMg/koi4KL57iTI/s1600-h/Cody+feeln%27+better.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoORt_-oI/AAAAAAAAAMg/koi4KL57iTI/s320/Cody+feeln%27+better.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133709019642498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the efforts to establish the iv there were a few X-rays taken his doctor found Pneumothorax (An air pocket outside the lungs.  Some where along the way Cody had blown a lung and was leaking air into his chest, and his lungs were beginning to collapse. The big blue nose that he wore (the c-pap) was to help create pressure in the lungs to keep them from collapsing in when he exhaled but now it was posing a danger by adding to the pneumothorax.  Now what do you do... If you leave him on the c-pap it could push more and more air into the space between the lung and the ribs and if you take him off then his lungs could stick together from the inside and not expand to allow air in.  The decision was made to take him off and put him on low flow oxygen.  (seen in the picture above)  To our relief Cody's ability to breath did not get worse so we watched him through the night.  If he got any worse he would have to take a ride on life-flight to another hospital where the really sick children go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say it was another sleepless night in &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOA0vqTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-AB-XYF8gMQ/s1600-h/big+eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOA0vqTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-AB-XYF8gMQ/s320/big+eyes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133704484530482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the NICU.  Cody did really well.  The Doctor had started to feed some of the breast milk that we had been stockpiling through the tube into his stomach.  At about 3 am after his feeding he woke up for a few minutes.  It was good to see his eyes and hear him breath so well.  He was stable enough that we came home for a few hours rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoNwLlK4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/EvhAdIwy_Ys/s1600-h/feels+good+to+smile+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoNwLlK4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/EvhAdIwy_Ys/s320/feels+good+to+smile+again.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133700016909186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back about 9am when they let us back into the NICU.  They had taken another X-ray and the air pocket in his chest was smaller.  The low flow Oxygen pressure had been reduced a lot and Cody was doing very well.  After lunch Mommy got to hold him again.  It was a welcome moment of hope.  Cody and Mommy as you can see were verry happy to be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoNvMpPJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mTdxPBlO7fE/s1600-h/I+got+my+Baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoNvMpPJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mTdxPBlO7fE/s320/I+got+my+Baby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133699752934546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good sign to see your child awake and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnVgz8XDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DytKRgAS4ns/s1600-h/I+got+my+Momy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnVgz8XDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DytKRgAS4ns/s320/I+got+my+Momy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132733818559538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; responsive after what he has been through. Seeing him so happy and comfortable after such a hard day and night was a big relief to us.  this next picture was when he was on the C-PAP.  It's quite a difference with the picutre above from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnVfmyBQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SF2sPqTttCI/s1600-h/Mom+and+Cody+Kangaroo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnVfmyBQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SF2sPqTttCI/s320/Mom+and+Cody+Kangaroo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132733494920450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnVfmyBQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SF2sPqTttCI/s1600-h/Mom+and+Cody+Kangaroo.JPG"&gt;for family home evening we carved our pumpkins with the kids.... they had a grand oll' time. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnU2Q2r3I/AAAAAAAAALw/yxS8X2HeuXs/s1600-h/Mom,+Allie+and+the+jackolantern.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnU2Q2r3I/AAAAAAAAALw/yxS8X2HeuXs/s320/Mom,+Allie+and+the+jackolantern.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132722397097842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUoqkseI/AAAAAAAAALo/mabFCAYxOaY/s1600-h/setting+up+the+pumkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUoqkseI/AAAAAAAAALo/mabFCAYxOaY/s320/setting+up+the+pumkins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132718746874338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUoqkseI/AAAAAAAAALo/mabFCAYxOaY/s1600-h/setting+up+the+pumkins.JPG"&gt;I guess this one ate just a little too much halloween candy.....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUfvxu-I/AAAAAAAAALg/SyjwAoO5HGQ/s1600-h/feels+good+to+smile+again.JPG"&gt;This is a good image to remember from today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUfvxu-I/AAAAAAAAALg/SyjwAoO5HGQ/s1600-h/feels+good+to+smile+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpnUfvxu-I/AAAAAAAAALg/SyjwAoO5HGQ/s320/feels+good+to+smile+again.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132716352781282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpi_IRl9wI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZrSUMySXRHw/s1600-h/cody+awake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpi_IRl9wI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZrSUMySXRHw/s320/cody+awake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263127951228401410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Baby!!  Thank you for all your prayers.  We know that the Lords hand is in all of this and that he will work all things for the good of his children if they will be humble and turn to him.  Remember it's not about how the trial ends, we know that the day will come that we will see an end to all of our trials, So it is not about the way the trial ends.  the scriptures teach us that what matters is the enduring trials well.  So remember no matter how this trial ends,  (and we know that it will), I pray that we may be found worthy having endured in faith trusting in God, Who's watchful care we are in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-583481818214011561?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/583481818214011561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=583481818214011561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/583481818214011561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/583481818214011561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-30-hours-have-been-some-of-hardest.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQpoOr4diEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h3aumG5xzyE/s72-c/Cody+feet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-5665515354139553525</id><published>2008-10-27T11:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:17:37.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQYBU5ZHvwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sCieCsxCcs4/s1600-h/Dallan%27s+tooth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQYBU5ZHvwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sCieCsxCcs4/s320/Dallan%27s+tooth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261894673144200962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well this has been a really crazy week.  Thursday we noticed Dallan's loose tooth really needed to come out.  The new one was already behind it.  So we gave him an apple and had him start biting.  It took most of the night to convince him that if he gave dad one shot he could get it out really quick.  He finally agreed and here is his tooth and the hole it left behind.  He is way excited to show everyone at school and now he knows the Tooth Fairy is real!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_T2Dv5hI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZLkXcSUHDBA/s1600-h/Cody+and+Mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_T2Dv5hI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZLkXcSUHDBA/s320/Cody+and+Mom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892456046126610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday October 24, 2008 We welcomed Cody Allen Palmer to our family.  The doctor started me because last week the Ultra Sounds estimated Cody to weigh 8 lbs 6 ozs and we were afraid there would be problems if we waited too much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked into the hospital at 7:30 am and he came shooting out at 3:40pm.  The labor was pretty uneventful.  We just waited around and once he decided to come he pretty much just fell out.  So it was easy that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cody was 7LBS 12 OZS and 20 inches long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he surprised us all by not being as big as we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were being moved to our room the nurse noticed that Cody was grunting a lot and said we needed to check that out.  Well, Brent went with Cody and they were gone for a long time.  Cody's doctor came in and said there was a problem with his lungs so he was sent to the NICU.  The ICU for babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately that is were he still is.  He has pneumonia for sure but there is some other problems they are trying to figure out.  As of this morning they will probably be doing a spinal tap to check for viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been hard not having him with us and Dallan and Allie are wanting to see him so badly but have to wait.  They are not allowed in the NICU. So we will try and keep everyone up to date.  It has been hard to call and talk to people. (especailly for me.  I'm a hormonal mess)  But please keep us in your prayers.  Here are some pictures for everyone to meet Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_Uo0AxjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mgxdFwMutVA/s1600-h/Cody+B-day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_Uo0AxjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mgxdFwMutVA/s320/Cody+B-day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892469670331954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures.  Right after he was born.  He had his eyes wide open and they are big and bright like Dallan's.  Brent was trying to get a picture or them but the flash made him close his eyes everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_UAN-qxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8lVC8t6HB_Q/s1600-h/Cody+and+Mom+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_UAN-qxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8lVC8t6HB_Q/s320/Cody+and+Mom+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892458773392146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and Mom cuddling to get warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_TNk0i4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/aF8MwslsGVk/s1600-h/Big+Foot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_TNk0i4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/aF8MwslsGVk/s320/Big+Foot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892445178989442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_U73dA0I/AAAAAAAAALA/OYZU-q-Dj9Y/s1600-h/Cody+on+CPAP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQX_U73dA0I/AAAAAAAAALA/OYZU-q-Dj9Y/s320/Cody+on+CPAP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892474785039170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the NICU.  His feet are very long.  He wouldn't keep his foot tucked in and had it propped out.  I am guessing this is the foot I felt trying to escape the last few months.  He is definately a kicker.  The second picture is him hooked up on the CPAP.  It helps keeps his lungs inflated.  I think it looks miserable. Poor boy.  He is a fighter.  He gets so mad at the nurses when they have to change his diaper or run tests. He has already pulled out one IV.  Hopefully he will leave his new one in.  It doesn't help to have to be poked so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try and keep this updated for everyone.  Love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-5665515354139553525?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/5665515354139553525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=5665515354139553525' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5665515354139553525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/5665515354139553525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-this-has-been-really-crazy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SQYBU5ZHvwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sCieCsxCcs4/s72-c/Dallan%27s+tooth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-2367690735615096689</id><published>2008-09-19T10:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:46:55.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazingly I am updating this blog.  I enjoy looking at everyone's blogs but never update my own.  So we had a great summer.  We did a lot of camping and working on remodeling a couple of rooms in our house.  But now school is in and we are back at it.  Dallan started kindergarten.  He is so excited and doing so well.  He loves going to school.  Brent is back in school as well.  He is stressed but doing well.  I think there is a light to the end of the tunnel somewhere, but we just aren't sure when. I am at home still getting huge!!!  I am ready for this baby to come out so others can enjoy him as well. :)  He is a kicker and moves like crazy.  I asked the doctor if there was a concern if he moved too much. :) Allie is trying to do homework at home and learn her ABC's she loves to sit with Dad when he does his homework as well.  We are staying busy and happy. We hope you all are as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPVj01tYAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ankgDVNh99Y/s1600-h/Dallan+and+his+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPVj01tYAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ankgDVNh99Y/s320/Dallan+and+his+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247772802272813058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallan with his big catch.  It was too heavy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPWf1WfYGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iXfqrbA8cME/s1600-h/Allie+and+Naomi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPWf1WfYGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iXfqrbA8cME/s320/Allie+and+Naomi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247773833202458722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie and her cousin Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPWs7bw0zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iy6hQQdqEf0/s1600-h/Allie%27s+cute+hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPWs7bw0zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iy6hQQdqEf0/s320/Allie%27s+cute+hair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247774058173485874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie let me put curls in her hair the night before. She really liked the bouncey hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPXASyrUrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-E5AI-_wxZ8/s1600-h/Dallan+starting+school..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPXASyrUrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-E5AI-_wxZ8/s320/Dallan+starting+school..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247774390861124274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallan his first day of Kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-2367690735615096689?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/2367690735615096689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=2367690735615096689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/2367690735615096689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/2367690735615096689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazingly-i-am-updating-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SNPVj01tYAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ankgDVNh99Y/s72-c/Dallan+and+his+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-7390280848414822780</id><published>2008-06-30T15:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:19:34.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This summer has already been full of events and surprises.   Dallan started T-ball and has loved every second of it.  He has been pretty good and just loves the game.  We have had fun going to all the games and watching all the kids learn.  If you need a good laugh attend a t-ball game. They are great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlXbzRYIwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZYoI-ojk4xc/s1600-h/Dallan+Tball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlXbzRYIwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZYoI-ojk4xc/s320/Dallan+Tball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217797778416608002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallan running to third base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlXcbYUEiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2rXflt9x68Q/s1600-h/Allie+and+Alice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlXcbYUEiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2rXflt9x68Q/s320/Allie+and+Alice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217797789183119906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allie and her Aunt Alice enjoying the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have also had fun being outside.  Dallan is trying to learn how to ride his bike without training wheels.  He did really good his first time and rode by himself a lot without knowing it.  Brent was trying to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlYZ1QvFLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qyZAEZOn44k/s1600-h/Dallan+bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlYZ1QvFLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qyZAEZOn44k/s320/Dallan+bike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217798844102677682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dallan and Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlZRFuoGnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/teGna5nwxQg/s1600-h/Copy+of+Allie+Park.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlZRFuoGnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/teGna5nwxQg/s320/Copy+of+Allie+Park.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799793415821938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allie is finally enjoying slides.  She also loved riding in her Uncle Steve's boat and will spend hours in it if we let her.  Next time I'll take the camera on the boat and get her smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just had our Ultra sound!  The kids thought is was so cool.  Dallan was trying to figure out how they got the camera in mom's belly.  And it is  ...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9mFJtvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_TcYv8UFWtA/s1600-h/Baby+boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9mFJtvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_TcYv8UFWtA/s320/Baby+boy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799458502850290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A BOY for those who can't tell from the picture.  We were all surprised but Dallan.  He was the only one that said it was a boy.  So I guess he gets his wish for a little brother.  We also  got some other really good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9HlquII/AAAAAAAAAGY/HJTKAK6Wtn0/s1600-h/Baby+Num+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9HlquII/AAAAAAAAAGY/HJTKAK6Wtn0/s320/Baby+Num+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799450317731970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was one of the first images we saw.  "Saying I'm number 1"  He already has a cocky attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9AdsJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dj5K3YneVD8/s1600-h/Baby+big+head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9AdsJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dj5K3YneVD8/s320/Baby+big+head.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799448405223298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And  here is the big head! Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9w6lFPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q4dQPpL-9FY/s1600-h/Baby+thumb+sucker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlY9w6lFPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q4dQPpL-9FY/s320/Baby+thumb+sucker.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799461411296498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it appears we have a thumb sucker on our hands.  We haven't had one of those yet.&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/3346796659818644563-7390280848414822780?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/7390280848414822780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=7390280848414822780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7390280848414822780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7390280848414822780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-summer-has-already-been-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SGlXbzRYIwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZYoI-ojk4xc/s72-c/Dallan+Tball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-556205959817454573</id><published>2008-05-12T15:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:45:23.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sorry for the long time without a post.  I will make an excuse that I have just been feeling rotten but here is the reason why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SCi56Ps7nFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VkvqXkmS-Yc/s1600-h/utrasound.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SCi56Ps7nFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VkvqXkmS-Yc/s320/utrasound.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199610180097776722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are expecting our new arrival in November.  Dallan and Allie seem to be excited about it.  Dallan really wants to know how they got the camera in my belly to take a picture. :)  Allie doesn't really understand what is going on but she will figure it out when she has to share some of the attention around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-556205959817454573?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/556205959817454573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=556205959817454573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/556205959817454573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/556205959817454573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-sorry-for-long-time-without-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/SCi56Ps7nFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VkvqXkmS-Yc/s72-c/utrasound.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-4373771868458683087</id><published>2008-03-26T14:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:04:15.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, we had a great Easter Weekend. It was fun to be around family again.  Dallan and Allie were so excited for all the festivities.  They got to go to two Easter Egg Hunts plus the Easter Bunny hid eggs all over our living room.  Dallan still is finding a few that they missed.  So here are some fun pictures of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q4wWMrHgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q-S4r5QjLZE/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q4wWMrHgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q-S4r5QjLZE/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182157461975145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Allie at the Albertson's Egg Hunt.  She was taking her time picking up the candy one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q5JmMrHhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/L6I1wQTypVk/s1600-h/DSCF1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q5JmMrHhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/L6I1wQTypVk/s320/DSCF1460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182157895766842898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Dallan and Allie with cousins.  Wesley, Jamie, Savannah, and Katelynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q5jGMrHiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oMIuvDdv0V4/s1600-h/DSCF1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q5jGMrHiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oMIuvDdv0V4/s320/DSCF1464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182158333853507106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins taking egg coloring seriously.  They were all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q56GMrHjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bVAaNZqse04/s1600-h/DSCF1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q56GMrHjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bVAaNZqse04/s320/DSCF1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182158728990498354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter morning Dallan and Allie looked great in their new outfits.  They even matched.  I didn't plan that.  I let Dallan pick out his own tie. Allie got a ton of compliments on her dress.  She looked like a little princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-4373771868458683087?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/4373771868458683087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=4373771868458683087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4373771868458683087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4373771868458683087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R-q4wWMrHgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q-S4r5QjLZE/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCF1457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-4833620544879536586</id><published>2008-03-02T16:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:40:21.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So our ward had a pine-wood derby for the family. Guess who got first and third place!!! Dallan got first and Brent got third.  According to Brent the guy that took 2nd was over weight so that was cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s56EPiH5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Jv2okzEDyl4/s1600-h/DSCF1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s56EPiH5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Jv2okzEDyl4/s320/DSCF1442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173292266699235218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            In this picture Brent's car beat Dallan's by one wheel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s56UPiH6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/IDlMNOhIcHw/s1600-h/DSCF1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s56UPiH6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/IDlMNOhIcHw/s320/DSCF1443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173292270994202530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            This is Dallan beating the guy that beat Brent's car.  Because Dallan came from the losing bracket he had to beat him twice.  So the next picture is of the final race where Dallan took 1st place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s560PiH7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_vjq0C1vXRM/s1600-h/DSCF1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s560PiH7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_vjq0C1vXRM/s320/DSCF1444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173292279584137138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s57kPiH8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q0OKaRRzF1A/s1600-h/DSCF1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s57kPiH8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q0OKaRRzF1A/s320/DSCF1447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173292292469039042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Here is our winners in the Palmer family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-4833620544879536586?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/4833620544879536586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=4833620544879536586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4833620544879536586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/4833620544879536586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-our-ward-had-pine-wood-derby-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R8s56EPiH5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Jv2okzEDyl4/s72-c/DSCF1442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-9151723852093129102</id><published>2008-02-22T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:00:12.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year a little late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78IRLZTqkI/AAAAAAAAACo/QLq4TrKexM4/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78IRLZTqkI/AAAAAAAAACo/QLq4TrKexM4/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169859988454353474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78IRrZTqlI/AAAAAAAAACw/XPUQPifDzF4/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78IRrZTqlI/AAAAAAAAACw/XPUQPifDzF4/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169859997044288082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry it has been so long since I last posted.  Life gets away from us I suppose.  We had a wonderful Christmas season.  It was great to be close to family and in our own home again.  The kids of course loved Christmas and are still asking when it will be Christmas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78ISLZTqmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ebJSp06Tq4A/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78ISLZTqmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ebJSp06Tq4A/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169860005634222690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78ISrZTqnI/AAAAAAAAADA/6ZH4L8RFXNM/s1600-h/DSCF1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78ISrZTqnI/AAAAAAAAADA/6ZH4L8RFXNM/s320/DSCF1395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169860014224157298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    In January, Brent started back to school.  It has been hard for him to adjust into being a student again and trying to still work to provide for the family. I don't really know what I've been up to, but I am always busy. We've had a lot of snow this year and the kids have loved it.  I'm looking fondly back to our winter in Florida wishing it was like that. :)  So we are doing well.  Trying to enjoy the journey as we go through life.  I hope you enjoy our new pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78JobZTqqI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZiG0A1A7Pjg/s1600-h/011908_1009%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78JobZTqqI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZiG0A1A7Pjg/s320/011908_1009%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169861487397939874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78LBbZTqrI/AAAAAAAAADg/yKKIt1JGCT8/s1600-h/011908_0958%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78LBbZTqrI/AAAAAAAAADg/yKKIt1JGCT8/s320/011908_0958%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169863016406297266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78Jm7ZTqoI/AAAAAAAAADI/byUtX5jzE0A/s1600-h/DSCF1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78Jm7ZTqoI/AAAAAAAAADI/byUtX5jzE0A/s320/DSCF1432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169861461628136066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-9151723852093129102?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/9151723852093129102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=9151723852093129102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9151723852093129102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/9151723852093129102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-year-little-late.html' title='New Year a little late'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R78IRLZTqkI/AAAAAAAAACo/QLq4TrKexM4/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCF1401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-7095073460198415755</id><published>2007-11-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:48:12.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!!  I know it is a little early, but we are very excited for this Christmas season.  We finally got our first real snow fall, although it is already melted. The kids were so excited. We had a little snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BK8ObfeII/AAAAAAAAACE/eNIgD-A-dcc/s1600-R/Copy+of+DSCF1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BK8ObfeII/AAAAAAAAACE/87RGhg5gHSw/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138689573355747458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BK8-bfeJI/AAAAAAAAACM/zObD1OqXfFQ/s1600-R/Copy+of+DSCF1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BK8-bfeJI/AAAAAAAAACM/1p7HakbUx9I/s320/Copy+of+DSCF1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138689586240649362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also put up our Christmas tree.  The kids did the decorating, they had a blast!! So here is a picture of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BMK-bfeKI/AAAAAAAAACU/4c2puFlJiY8/s1600-R/DSCF1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BMK-bfeKI/AAAAAAAAACU/blRLZ3ZlBxE/s320/DSCF1380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138690926270445730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-7095073460198415755?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/7095073460198415755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=7095073460198415755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7095073460198415755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/7095073460198415755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/11/merry-christmas-i-know-it-is-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/R1BK8ObfeII/AAAAAAAAACE/87RGhg5gHSw/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCF1382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-8474899058283217183</id><published>2007-11-02T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:46:30.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at Last</title><content type='html'>Well, I know it has been ages since I last update the blog.  We are now home in Utah.  We bought a house is Smithfield, which is just north of Logan.  Brent is working with my brother-in-law doing construction and things are going good.  Here are some fun pictures for anyone who wants to enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuKzRc3Q2I/AAAAAAAAABk/Ah5XVfuBa7g/s1600-h/DSCF1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuKzRc3Q2I/AAAAAAAAABk/Ah5XVfuBa7g/s320/DSCF1346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128345214153868130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dallan of course had to be Spiderman for Halloween and Allie was a cute Minnie Mouse.  We found the cool Spiderman glasses with flashlights on them.  He thought they were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuLkhc3Q4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qpHAWNo-dyg/s1600-h/DSCF1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuLkhc3Q4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qpHAWNo-dyg/s320/DSCF1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346060262425474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuLkBc3Q3I/AAAAAAAAABs/kSo3ikoneCM/s1600-h/DSCF1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuLkBc3Q3I/AAAAAAAAABs/kSo3ikoneCM/s320/DSCF1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346051672490866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Dallan turned 5 years old this October.  He thinks he is such a big boy!  And of course he had to have a Spiderman  cake.  It took me most of the day, but I got it done to his satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with our new house we have leaves to rake so here is a picture of the kids playing in the leaves.  They thought it was a blast.  We are going to have to re-teach them what winter and fall is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuMfhc3Q5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YRpVQc_SMwc/s1600-h/DSCF1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuMfhc3Q5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YRpVQc_SMwc/s320/DSCF1340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128347073874707346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-8474899058283217183?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/8474899058283217183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=8474899058283217183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8474899058283217183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8474899058283217183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-at-last.html' title='Home at Last'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RyuKzRc3Q2I/AAAAAAAAABk/Ah5XVfuBa7g/s72-c/DSCF1346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-6074898354960466708</id><published>2007-07-19T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T09:57:12.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a hot summer!  It sounds like everyone is hot and busy this summer. We are in St. Charles MO for the summer.  It has been nice having a pool at the apartment complex we can go down and cool off.  Da&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-G1FzBYTI/AAAAAAAAABM/LT4zVMS5UHo/s1600-h/DSCF1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-G1FzBYTI/AAAAAAAAABM/LT4zVMS5UHo/s320/DSCF1198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934350599315762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;llan loves it and swims everywhere with his life jacket on. Allie is getting really brave, she wears her life jacket and is starting to jump in the deep end and swim a little as well.  I am always right there to help when the jacket flips her onto her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Fourth of July we were able to go to a Cardinals game (baseball).  It was a lot of fun.  The kids really enjoyed it. And of course there were fireworks after that were great.  I had a lot of fun too because I got to spend time with Brent.  He has been working  a lot and we don't get to spent much time with him so it was nice to have a half day with him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We plan to finish out the summer here and head back to Logan so Brent can get back into school. We hope everyone is having a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-IQFzBYVI/AAAAAAAAABc/E567Pr1wSOM/s1600-h/DSCF1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-IQFzBYVI/AAAAAAAAABc/E567Pr1wSOM/s320/DSCF1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088935913967411538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;great summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-H3VzBYUI/AAAAAAAAABU/DQafJzIC0kc/s1600-h/DSCF1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-H3VzBYUI/AAAAAAAAABU/DQafJzIC0kc/s320/DSCF1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088935488765649218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-6074898354960466708?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/6074898354960466708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=6074898354960466708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/6074898354960466708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/6074898354960466708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-hot-summer-it-sounds-like-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rp-G1FzBYTI/AAAAAAAAABM/LT4zVMS5UHo/s72-c/DSCF1198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-1685737250188748431</id><published>2007-05-11T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:09:59.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well a lot has happened since our last post.  My sister returned from Thailand safely so we were happy about that.  But that also meant it was time for us to leave.  We have made a lot of great friends in Florida and will miss them very much.  Before we left we celebrated Allies 2nd birthday.  Boy how time flies.  So here are a couple of pictures of the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTJxKyMMnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sY5aDk67zsA/s1600-h/UJJJAT7LGM388LJZ-36SLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTJxKyMMnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sY5aDk67zsA/s320/UJJJAT7LGM388LJZ-36SLP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063393727616922226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTKNqyMMoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1r5iRhukLV4/s1600-h/P63201034_010_122_050907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTKNqyMMoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1r5iRhukLV4/s320/P63201034_010_122_050907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063394217243193986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone is confused as to our plans, we are a little too, but our original plan of returning to McCall, ID didn't work out. Which we are really sad because we love McCall and are going to still try and go back sometime.  We are currently in St. Charles, MO (St. Louis).  Brent got a summer job here and we are giving it a try to see how it goes. We are getting settled in and I am getting to be a professional packer and unpacker.  On the way up we were able to drive threw the coast of Mississippi where I served and LDS mission.  I haven't been back and the devastation of Katrina is still very evident.  It was very sad to see the once beautiful coastline look like a ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTLOKyMMpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jLv1JyPNHPA/s1600-h/DSCF1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTLOKyMMpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jLv1JyPNHPA/s320/DSCF1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063395325344756370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a ship that was left by Hurricane Camille years ago.  It had been turned into a tourist shop, but now is very much destroyed.  It was good to still see it there.  It was one of the only landmarks that I still recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at a rest stop on the way to St. Charles,  Brent just had to play around with the camera.  Dallan thought it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTLzayMMqI/AAAAAAAAABE/0d26gr_jjZA/s1600-h/DSCF1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTLzayMMqI/AAAAAAAAABE/0d26gr_jjZA/s320/DSCF1132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063395965294883490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we will keep you posted on our plans.  We should be here in St. Charles, MO until the end of August and then the "plan" (always up to change) is to get Brent back into school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-1685737250188748431?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/1685737250188748431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=1685737250188748431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1685737250188748431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/1685737250188748431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-lot-has-happened-since-our-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RkTJxKyMMnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sY5aDk67zsA/s72-c/UJJJAT7LGM388LJZ-36SLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-593218250116918035</id><published>2007-04-20T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:40:03.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we have been in Florida for almost 4 months now and the weather is great!  We have had a lot of fun times going to the beach and playing around.  When we first got here both the kids were very scared of the waves at the beach.  They hadn't seen waves that big before.  Last time we went to the beach Dallan ran right in and we had to remind him to stay close to mom and dad.  The fear is gone.  Allie is still a little nervous but does much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RijqdNBQsOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oVMd0TsRQwY/s1600-h/DSCF0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RijqdNBQsOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oVMd0TsRQwY/s320/DSCF0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055548369155436770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rijqv9BQsPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C4bfcuT-nFY/s1600-h/DSCF0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rijqv9BQsPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C4bfcuT-nFY/s320/DSCF0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055548691277983986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Shark Valley entrance to the Everglades.  They have a path that you can walk, bike, or ride a tram.  It is about 15 miles round trip.  We just walked a couple of miles in and then turned around.  But we saw so many alligators.  We even saw baby gators, and one small gator trying to eat a frog.  Dallan thought that was awesome.  I didn't think it was too fun to watch.  We saw a deer as well and were a little nervous that we might see a gator have dinner.  I was relieved and Brent was a little disappointed that the deer returned safely to the brush without disturbing the gators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RijridBQsQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FEdpHPNjax4/s1600-h/DSCF0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RijridBQsQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FEdpHPNjax4/s320/DSCF0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055549558861377794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rijr4NBQsRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tAkiSl8qubg/s1600-h/DSCF0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/Rijr4NBQsRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tAkiSl8qubg/s320/DSCF0906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055549932523532562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-593218250116918035?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/593218250116918035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=593218250116918035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/593218250116918035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/593218250116918035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-we-have-been-in-florida-for-almost-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9iWFjokky9k/RijqdNBQsOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oVMd0TsRQwY/s72-c/DSCF0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346796659818644563.post-8184315050208570463</id><published>2007-04-20T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T09:45:05.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello All</title><content type='html'>Okay so we are trying to go high tech and join the blog world.  I hope this works!  This will be great to share our continuously changing lives with everyone we care about.  So here we go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3346796659818644563-8184315050208570463?l=us4palmers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/feeds/8184315050208570463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3346796659818644563&amp;postID=8184315050208570463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8184315050208570463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3346796659818644563/posts/default/8184315050208570463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://us4palmers.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-all.html' title='Hello All'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12520242474056131737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
