<?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-479701779793448142</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:56:49.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bell Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Live*Laugh*Love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3332564755747916265</id><published>2010-05-30T22:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:52:08.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIwdnUbqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/419odElOCXg/s1600/16+Nov+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIwdnUbqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/419odElOCXg/s400/16+Nov+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301569233120930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe my baby is almost seven months old!  So way back on November 12, 2009 I gave birth to a beautiful little girl.  Halie Elizabeth.  We did not find out what we were having so when we finally found out it was a girl we were very excited, well at least Jacie and I.   She was born when all the hospitals had the visiting restrictions so the kids weren't able to come see her.  Needless to say, when we got home they were very excited to see their new baby sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIv8vqilI/AAAAAAAAAa0/FuSgNp3c2QM/s1600/24Feb101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIv8vqilI/AAAAAAAAAa0/FuSgNp3c2QM/s400/24Feb101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301560409754194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Halie's blessing day.  My mom MADE this dress, can you believe that?!  I had found this dress at a store and it was over $300 so my mom said that she would make it.  It turned out just like the dress, same lace, same little tuck things, same everything.  She is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIvawovzI/AAAAAAAAAas/iaLZgZcKeXo/s1600/14May10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIvawovzI/AAAAAAAAAas/iaLZgZcKeXo/s400/14May10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301551287025458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see Jacie is obsessed with Halie.  She is pretty much in every picture!  She loves her to death, sometimes it is good to have a little helper and sometimes not so much.  Halie is very high maintenance so she wants to be held at all times.  She is getting a little better now that she can sit and play but those early months were rough.  I do have to say I am pretty good at doing things one handed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIuyDeD_I/AAAAAAAAAak/VJqZ52iSNZU/s1600/14May101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIuyDeD_I/AAAAAAAAAak/VJqZ52iSNZU/s400/14May101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301540360163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken the end of March, the first pictures of her really smiling.  Every time I would pull out the camera I could not get her to smile, she would just look at the camera.  She is such a happy baby (as long as she is being held!) and I am so grateful to have her in my life.  Now that she is almost 7 months old she is pretty much sitting on her own, eating solids, and grabbing EVERYTHING!  She loves her bumbo, her saucer, and her sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3332564755747916265?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3332564755747916265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3332564755747916265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3332564755747916265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3332564755747916265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2010/05/halie.html' title='Halie'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/TANIwdnUbqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/419odElOCXg/s72-c/16+Nov+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4022112456108889107</id><published>2009-07-13T23:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:57:17.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back, Maybe!</title><content type='html'>When you don't blog for say 5 months there is so much that you miss that it is hard to know where to start.  I guess I will start with where I have been.  For 4 of the 5 months I have been spending all my time on my knees in the bathroom or sleeping on the couch!  Why do we have kids again?  I am pregnant with baby number 3 and due November 23rd.  I haven't thrown up in about a month but have spent the last month trying to catch up on the things that I neglected for 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;We had our ultrasound today and I was strong and didn't look at the gender.  So we are having a mystery baby!  I figured since we have one of each we would spice it up a little for number 3 and not find out what we are having.  The ultrasound definitely isn't as fun but its good to know that everything looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of the highlights that I missed are:&lt;br /&gt;-Disney on Ice (March)&lt;br /&gt;-Maddux turned 2 (April)&lt;br /&gt;-Easter in Manti (April)&lt;br /&gt;-Jacie graduated from preschool (May)&lt;br /&gt;-Tim ran a half Marathon (May)&lt;br /&gt;-Jacie playing T-ball and Maddux saying "its my turn" (May)&lt;br /&gt;-Jacie's dance recital (June)&lt;br /&gt;-Tim ran the Ragnar race (June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cute pictures that my friend Amanda took!&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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/Slwc0nBls6I/AAAAAAAAAac/SAhmXuCUMlY/s1600-h/Maddux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/Slwc0nBls6I/AAAAAAAAAac/SAhmXuCUMlY/s400/Maddux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358189346818470818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddux was such a grump that out of all the pictures she took there is maybe 5 that he actually smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/Slwc0dV3ipI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZCauCNtnS2s/s1600-h/Jacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/Slwc0dV3ipI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZCauCNtnS2s/s400/Jacie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358189344219171474" 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/479701779793448142-4022112456108889107?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4022112456108889107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4022112456108889107' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4022112456108889107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4022112456108889107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-maybe.html' title='Im Back, Maybe!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/Slwc0nBls6I/AAAAAAAAAac/SAhmXuCUMlY/s72-c/Maddux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2361374088764747399</id><published>2009-02-26T14:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:32:32.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basement Fun</title><content type='html'>We are finally starting to finish a room in our basement.  I am ready to get the guest bed out of Maddux's room and finally get it decorated for him.  I also really want a toy room done but I'm still trying to convince Tim.  This meant that we had to clean out some of the crap that is down there.  I could not believe all the empty boxes.  Why on earth do I keep empty boxes?  The kids had a great time though.  They loved helping clean, sweep, and most of all playing in all the empty boxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacIa7rHkvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m7ZfhEgTKT8/s1600-h/Feb22,2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307219944667583218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacIa7rHkvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m7ZfhEgTKT8/s400/Feb22,2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacIao0YMEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FGb7bmeyex8/s1600-h/Feb22,2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307219939606147138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacIao0YMEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FGb7bmeyex8/s400/Feb22,2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2361374088764747399?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2361374088764747399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2361374088764747399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2361374088764747399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2361374088764747399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/02/basement-fun.html' title='Basement Fun'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacIa7rHkvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m7ZfhEgTKT8/s72-c/Feb22,2009+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4762777437085865307</id><published>2009-02-26T14:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:20:08.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Project</title><content type='html'>Jacie loves to do art projects.  If they are too messy I usually make her wait until Maddux is down for his nap.  Jacie decided that she wanted to paint.  Maddux immediately wanted his own paint brush.  I thought this is just water and paint, the worst that could happen is a glass of spilled water right, no big deal.  Well, while Jacie painted a nice picture Maddux decided to paint himself!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307216364156933074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFKhO209I/AAAAAAAAAZg/9QF9IxWub40/s400/Feb22,2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFLJPg_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fvb9uZHp6us/s1600-h/Feb22,2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307216374897114514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFLJPg_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fvb9uZHp6us/s400/Feb22,2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFKxFJfMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/hpGL0z2vdAo/s1600-h/Feb22,2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307216368411180226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFKxFJfMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/hpGL0z2vdAo/s400/Feb22,2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacie will not just smile she has to pose and make silly faces.  What a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307216380651021938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFLerWpnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/q-Upbxjk-ZA/s400/Feb22,2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The final masterpiece!  I think he also managed to spill the water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4762777437085865307?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4762777437085865307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4762777437085865307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4762777437085865307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4762777437085865307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/02/art-project.html' title='Art Project'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SacFKhO209I/AAAAAAAAAZg/9QF9IxWub40/s72-c/Feb22,2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2303492270008233182</id><published>2009-01-30T22:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:39:31.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I am always thinking of things to blog about but never get around to it. Tonight the kids are in bed and Tim is playing XBOX so I thought I would post a little something.&lt;br /&gt;An update on Maddux. The last two nights he has actually made it through the night. I think that he has made one or two whimpers but that's all. It has been great. There is one bad thing though, Jacie for some reason has come into my bed the last two nights. Seriously can I just sleep all night in my bed and not have the share my pillow? She has had a little bit of a cold and so I think she wakes up coughing or something and then decides to come into my bed. Its kind of funny, she comes over to my side and just kind of slides in, then later usually takes over the bed!&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday night was the Miss America Pageant. Even though I am a former "pageant girl" I have always loved Miss America. I remember as a little girl watching it every year. The whole family, well I don't think Kyle, would make sure we had a pen and paper and then we would make our list of who would make it to the next round. This year was cool for two reasons. One instead of having just the pageant they had a whole reality TV show about the girls with them competing in different areas. It was nice because you actually got to know the girls a little and not just see them walking across the stage. The other reason that it was exciting was that Miss Utah was from Manti and won Miss Utah as Miss Sanpete (I was Miss Sanpete). It was just cool being able to see someone I know competing for Miss America!&lt;br /&gt;As of December I am pretty much a stay at home mom. I went from working once a week to just working one weekend a month. I must say it is VERY nice to be home but at the same time it is a lot of work! It is crazy that going from one day a week to nothing could be that different but it is. I do love it but it is taking some getting used to! I am trying to be a better housekeeper, trying to do more with my kids, and trying to find things that I can do for myself. If any of you have any organizing tips or things that you do to stay sane please share because I am running out of ideas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2303492270008233182?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2303492270008233182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2303492270008233182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2303492270008233182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2303492270008233182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-3508912163398466156</id><published>2009-01-23T08:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:54:30.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again?</title><content type='html'>I know I have complained about Maddux and his sleeping habits but really, can he just get over it?  He was doing so well for awhile, sleeping through the night and waking up about 7am every morning.  I would prefer 8 but I will take an entire night of sleep over 8 any day!  I can't even remember when it started up again but its been maybe a month.  He wakes up at like 4am and just starts yelling "momma, mooommaaaa, momma" so out of selfishness I go get him and bring him to bed with me.  Remember I love MY sleep!  Now its every night and some nights its 1:30!  Seriously, he is almost 2 and this has to come to an end!  So now I am doing the whole let the kid scream thing AGAIN!  I hate that when you give a kid an inch once he expects a mile every time.  So if any there are any suggestions on how to get a kid to sleep through the night, every night I would love them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3508912163398466156?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3508912163398466156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3508912163398466156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3508912163398466156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3508912163398466156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/01/again.html' title='Again?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-7147595292401200009</id><published>2009-01-06T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:42:22.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We had an amazing Christmas. As the kids are getting older it is more and more fun! This year was especially nice because we didn't have to travel. In years past we have woken up and done our own present opening and then gone to Tims parents and then headed South to my parents for even more presents. It is great to see everyone but it gets kind of crazy. This year my parents came to my house as well as my brother and his family. It was a good thing that the kids slept in later than last year because we would have been in the dark.  The power went out about 6:30am and didn't come back on until after 10am! It was kind of sad not to have any Christmas lights on but we managed. As I looked through our pictures I realized that I didn't take very many pictures and pretty much none of Jacie, oops! Jacie got a barbie house (no pictures of it!) and Maddux got a little 4 wheeler from Santa. Cayden, my nephew got the little pony, I think Maddux liked it more than Cayden did! We were very spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWPBKecAiLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TomKmT0Np-I/s1600-h/Jan+6,+20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWPBKecAiLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TomKmT0Np-I/s400/Jan+6,+20093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Holiday Season but I am glad that it is over so we can get back to our routine. I hope that everyone had a great Christmas and wish everyone a Happy New Year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7147595292401200009?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7147595292401200009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7147595292401200009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7147595292401200009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7147595292401200009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWPBKecAiLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TomKmT0Np-I/s72-c/Jan+6,+20093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4080341732296475442</id><published>2009-01-06T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:05:05.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We have been busy this last month, just like all of you! Here is a little glimpse of what we have been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5AU4aAOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/gWBS-9cGE1k/s1600-h/Jan+6,+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5AU4aAOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/gWBS-9cGE1k/s400/Jan+6,+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Art projects, making toast, dress-ups at Grandma Thorsens (Tim loved that!), movie nights, arcade games at the movie theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5A-RIyAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0GTP5mQ2oG0/s1600-h/Jan+6,+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5A-RIyAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0GTP5mQ2oG0/s400/Jan+6,+20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next we have Jacies dance recital. These things are always so dang cute! I thought Jacie did really well, she loves to dance and loves her dance class. All of the girls in her class are from our neighborhood so that makes it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5BY3l2UI/AAAAAAAAAYs/eGm-MXsVsJg/s1600-h/Jan+6,+20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5BY3l2UI/AAAAAAAAAYs/eGm-MXsVsJg/s400/Jan+6,+20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We can't forget Jacies preschool Christmas program and visit from Santa. Maddux thinks that he should be in school also. After all, anything that Jacie can do so can he! When I drop Jacie off at school he tries to sit down at the tables like all the other kids, he has even put his coat in one of the cubbies! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4080341732296475442?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4080341732296475442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4080341732296475442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4080341732296475442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4080341732296475442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2009/01/month-in-review.html' title='The Month in Review'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SWO5AU4aAOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/gWBS-9cGE1k/s72-c/Jan+6,+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-974293546893888939</id><published>2008-12-05T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:42:45.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/STlL9HhVNOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rn30s5x_Td4/s1600-h/10Nov08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/STlL9HhVNOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rn30s5x_Td4/s400/10Nov08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddux has finally started to say a lot of words, that is if you speak Madduxese!  He has two favorite words, NO and WHY?  He will ask you a question and then after your reply he says "Why?"  If you answer that question his reply is "Why?"  I thought they weren't suppose to get into the Why? phase until later.  Its not like he talks a ton and does he really understand what the heck my reason why is?  I guess I figure it is because Maddux can do and will do everything that Jacie does, so since she asks why all the time he thinks that is just what you say after mom says something!  His No's are pretty funny.  Most of the time they are said with a little grumble in his voice "NOOOO."  Maddux has also gotten to the stage when a camera is brought out he totally cheeses it, as you can see!  I seriously love this age.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-974293546893888939?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/974293546893888939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=974293546893888939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/974293546893888939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/974293546893888939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/12/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/STlL9HhVNOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rn30s5x_Td4/s72-c/10Nov08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-8139189000711100861</id><published>2008-11-13T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:39:00.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Port</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-JlEeiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/fcpwvliWRsA/s1600-h/10Nov082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-JlEeiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/fcpwvliWRsA/s400/10Nov082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our last port was Puerto Vallarta. We had an awesome excursion booked for this one. We went on a canopy zip line adventure. It was SO much fun. First we took about a 45 min drive through the city and surrounding towns to get to our destination in the middle of the jungle. This was cool because we got to see what real Mexico is like, not just the tourist spots. The ride was an adventure of its own, we were with 6 other people and we all thought that it was better that the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland! I thought that I was totally going to freak out but when I got up there it was so easy and not scary at all. OK I take that back, after about 10 different zip lines, landing on single tree platforms 75 - 90 feet in the air, we had to rappel to solid ground. I was totally freaked out to do this but turns out it wasn't that bad or that hard! Notice the picture of the cattle herd. I thought this was hilarious. Everyone jumped up with their cameras (including Tim) to get a picture. After I asked Tim why he took a picture, he said "because it was a real cattle herd, you don't see that everyday." I said "Yes you do, they are out all the time in Manti!" Besides the mosquito bites I got all over my legs, this was a GREAT tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-fGsWZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/k9u-LXG9rmE/s1600-h/10Nov083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-fGsWZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/k9u-LXG9rmE/s400/10Nov083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Allison didn't do the canopy tour because she is pregnant so when we got back, the two of us went to play on the beach and do some shopping. We definitely learned some valuable lessons for our next cruise. Number one, get away from the dock to find the best deals on Taxi's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-VvNXXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_b9Pjk2FFUM/s1600-h/10Nov08+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-VvNXXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_b9Pjk2FFUM/s400/10Nov08+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We had an absolutely AMAZING week and it was sad to see it end, although we all missed our kids. Tim and I were also sad to leave the beautiful sun and come home to cold, wet snow. Cruises are the best, total relaxation, no commitments, 24 hour food, endless amounts of food, entertainment, more food, and sleep!  When can we go again?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-9m107I/AAAAAAAAAYM/4uK4e4WV5kA/s1600-h/10Nov08+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-9m107I/AAAAAAAAAYM/4uK4e4WV5kA/s400/10Nov08+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-8139189000711100861?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8139189000711100861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=8139189000711100861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8139189000711100861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8139189000711100861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-port.html' title='Final Port'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0N-JlEeiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/fcpwvliWRsA/s72-c/10Nov082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-1090191799833143013</id><published>2008-11-13T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:56:47.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Port</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0FDo8UqcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_H5mwDRzMs8/s1600-h/10Nov081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0FDo8UqcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_H5mwDRzMs8/s400/10Nov081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazatlan was our second port.  Here we boarded an "air conditioned" (not really!) trolley for a tour of the city.  It is so crazy how they totally trap you to do things.  First they took us to this look out to see the lighthouse and an iguana, they practically put the iguana in your arms and then it is after that when you notice that the guys shirt says tips for picture.  You don't even have a choice!  Then our tour guide takes us to this one jewelry shop that we have to spend like 20 minutes there for a "free drink" (again with a huge tip jar on the counter).  After the "free drink" they take us to see the cliff divers.  These crazy guys jump from the cliff right into rocks, I am surprised that we did not witness a death.  We were then dropped off to shop.  Mazatlan had awesome shopping, I got some great deals!  Our next stop was lunch, again we had no choice, the driver stopped at a restaurant, the only restaurant around, and that is where we ate.  At least the food was good!  I do think that this was my favorite port because we got to see so much of the city and of course because of the shopping!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1090191799833143013?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1090191799833143013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1090191799833143013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1090191799833143013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1090191799833143013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/second-port.html' title='Second Port'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SR0FDo8UqcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_H5mwDRzMs8/s72-c/10Nov081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4399924263962363457</id><published>2008-11-13T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:54:50.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Port</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our first port was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; San Lucas. Here we ate some awesome nachos and went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Snuba&lt;/span&gt; diving. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Snuba&lt;/span&gt; is a mix between snorkeling and scuba diving. Your oxygen tanks are on a little raft then you are able to dive down about 20 feet. It is a lot of fun. There wasn't really any coral but there was colorful fish, a puffer fish and parts of a sunken ship. It is so cool to dive down to the bottom of the ocean and see whats down there. Maybe for our next cruise we will be scuba certified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv27FMcnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/S9yrVROT3ZU/s1600-h/10Nov08+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv27FMcnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/S9yrVROT3ZU/s400/10Nov08+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; San Lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3bWTK5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZtrizV22OS0/s1600-h/10Nov08+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3bWTK5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZtrizV22OS0/s400/10Nov08+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tim and I after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Snuba&lt;/span&gt; diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3gxUFXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pf_wsWSBTxc/s1600-h/10Nov08+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3gxUFXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pf_wsWSBTxc/s400/10Nov08+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were also able to snorkel after we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;snuba&lt;/span&gt; diving, not as cool but still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3_O_ekI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BotXzc0Aoes/s1600-h/10Nov08+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv3_O_ekI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BotXzc0Aoes/s400/10Nov08+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner that night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ginza&lt;/span&gt;. Tim and Cameron ate here twice, all you can eat sushi!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4399924263962363457?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4399924263962363457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4399924263962363457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4399924263962363457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4399924263962363457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-port.html' title='First Port'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyv27FMcnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/S9yrVROT3ZU/s72-c/10Nov08+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5011114598551019268</id><published>2008-11-13T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:35:49.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Tim and I finally got to go on a vacation without children! It was SO much fun and so RELAXING! We went on a Mexican Riviera cruise with one of Tim's old mission companions, Cameron and his wife Allison. Did I mention how much fun it was? This was the first time that we had ever been away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; and the first time that we had been away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; for more than a weekend. I was kind of stressed leaving them but it was a great trip. Thanks to Grandma Esther and Grandma Holly for taking our kids so we could spend a week in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrRvWOWEI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xRCP8MyjPys/s1600-h/10Nov08+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrRvWOWEI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xRCP8MyjPys/s400/10Nov08+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tim and I on the deck just after boarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrR0U8BII/AAAAAAAAAW0/2JHeuCbuwe4/s1600-h/10Nov08+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrR0U8BII/AAAAAAAAAW0/2JHeuCbuwe4/s400/10Nov08+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Allison and I even talked the boys into taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cha&lt;/span&gt; lessons with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrSO-WS0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/kna8T-c-kFA/s1600-h/10Nov08+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrSO-WS0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/kna8T-c-kFA/s400/10Nov08+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrSfMDOLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/K146Fd93UAw/s1600-h/10Nov08+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrSfMDOLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/K146Fd93UAw/s400/10Nov08+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the four of us on formal night. Allison is my hero, she does everything. She MADE her dress. I don't even own a sewing machine! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5011114598551019268?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5011114598551019268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5011114598551019268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5011114598551019268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5011114598551019268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/vacay.html' title='Vacay!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRyrRvWOWEI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xRCP8MyjPys/s72-c/10Nov08+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5184022789602155163</id><published>2008-11-11T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:42:17.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRoZYRNA7RI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gjdID8LyiY8/s1600-h/10Nov08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRoZYRNA7RI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gjdID8LyiY8/s400/10Nov08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got around to posting pictures of the kids for Halloween.  Jacie only wants to be princess', last year was Cinderella, this year Ariel.  At least it isn't hard to get it put together!  Maddux got to be Stitch, Jacie was also Stitch for her second Halloween.  When we originally bought the costume we thought it was Eeyore but after we put Jacie in it people told us that it was Stitch.  That was before we had seen ALL the Disney movies!  The kids had a great time trick or treating and we still have way too much candy!  &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5184022789602155163?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5184022789602155163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5184022789602155163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5184022789602155163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5184022789602155163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SRoZYRNA7RI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gjdID8LyiY8/s72-c/10Nov08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3310863886531644395</id><published>2008-10-25T08:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:08:41.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thanks Kori for the tag. At least this one doesn't take much effort! Here is what you do.... pick the 6th folder in your pictures then pick your 6th picture in that folder, post that picture and give some details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SQMnkFVi8zI/AAAAAAAAARw/BHrcQx3jhDI/s1600-h/3Apr07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SQMnkFVi8zI/AAAAAAAAARw/BHrcQx3jhDI/s400/3Apr07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is my sweet little Jacie. We were on our way to Manti to watch the 2007 Super Bowl at my parents, hence Jacie's Mike Vick jersey! Jacie as you can see fell asleep reading before we even got out of West Jordan. She looked too precious not to take a picture! I tag Marianne, Loni, and Brittany &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3310863886531644395?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3310863886531644395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3310863886531644395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3310863886531644395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3310863886531644395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SQMnkFVi8zI/AAAAAAAAARw/BHrcQx3jhDI/s72-c/3Apr07+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7007957699598248337</id><published>2008-10-20T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:08:22.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon of FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1VtSeFVxI/AAAAAAAAARo/5X4-yADUebk/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1VtSeFVxI/AAAAAAAAARo/5X4-yADUebk/s400/Collages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; Last Friday a few friends and I decided to take a trip to Gardner Village for their Halloween festivities.  It was really fun.  They have the place decked out with witches and all sorts of Halloween stuff.  There were tons of people there but we still managed to take some cute pictures and have a good time.  The weather was perfect, in fact it was on the hot side.  All the kids were pretty well behaved, despite it being nap time.  The only shop that we actually went in was the candy store (the most important one) there were just too many people and with that many kids, it is just asking for disaster.  One of these days though I want to go back and actually do some shopping, they have some fun stores.  Jacie was sad about one thing, the ducks were gone.  I told her the witches probably scared them away, but that they would be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1VtL1NbTI/AAAAAAAAARg/88Hi8OMXv3s/s1600-h/20Oct08+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1VtL1NbTI/AAAAAAAAARg/88Hi8OMXv3s/s400/20Oct08+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7007957699598248337?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7007957699598248337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7007957699598248337' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7007957699598248337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7007957699598248337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/afternoon-of-fun.html' title='Afternoon of FUN'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1VtSeFVxI/AAAAAAAAARo/5X4-yADUebk/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-8209922533930023114</id><published>2008-10-20T21:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:43:07.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1PBuNtyII/AAAAAAAAARY/ENufqaLLyDk/s1600-h/20Oct082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1PBuNtyII/AAAAAAAAARY/ENufqaLLyDk/s400/20Oct082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacie FINALLY started school. Her preschool is at the high school and for some reason she didn't start until October. I am so excited that she has started. It means that twice a week she is gone for 2 1/2 hours!! It was actually kind of sad because I realized that from now on she will always be gone during the day. My little girl is getting so grown up, and so TALL! Jacie loves school. She is learning her ABC's and all sorts of things. She goes to school with 3 other kids from our neighborhood which makes carpooling nice. She also has friends from last year in her class. I am slightly worried though. She is only 4 and she is already kissing boys! When she came home from school the first day I asked her what she did and she informed me that she kissed Rowdy! She is WAY too young! Luckily though, she said she kissed him on the cheek. The second week of school when I drove, one of the other girls was in back with Jacie and they wanted Rowdy to sit in back with them. When I told them they were just going to be in back the other little girl said that she wanted Taz to sit in back with her. I had to inform them that Taz didn't ride with us! I asked Jacie who she played with at school and she said "Taz, he's cute." Then I asked her what she liked about him, she said "his spiky hair." Way too funny. I seriously didn't think crushes started this early. But wait, what am I thinking, Jacie has always loved her "married guy" Devin as long as I can remember! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-8209922533930023114?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8209922533930023114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=8209922533930023114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8209922533930023114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8209922533930023114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1PBuNtyII/AAAAAAAAARY/ENufqaLLyDk/s72-c/20Oct082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2925435873334521134</id><published>2008-10-20T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:02:44.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pickin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1F0gOYo1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/2081o-nz69k/s1600-h/20Oct081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1F0gOYo1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/2081o-nz69k/s400/20Oct081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These are pictures of Jacie, Maddux and their cousins Seth and Mia at grandma Holly's picking their pumpkins. Every year she grows pumpkins and then the grand kids get to pick the one they want. I am so grateful for this tradition because it means that I don't have to worry about getting a pumpkin for Halloween! Look how big they are. Grandma Holly has an awesome garden! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2925435873334521134?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2925435873334521134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2925435873334521134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2925435873334521134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2925435873334521134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-pickin.html' title='Pumpkin Pickin'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1F0gOYo1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/2081o-nz69k/s72-c/20Oct081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3695910614264359804</id><published>2008-10-20T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:40:53.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I finally made it to visit my parents new house in Price over conference weekend.  It was a great weekend.  We spent most of our time scrap booking.  I enjoy scrap booking but it takes me so long to do a page that I rarely do it.  Also my mom has all the cute supplies so I feel I have to do it with her!  It was me, my sister, my sister-in-law and all the grand kids.  All of the husbands had already made other plans so we thought that it would be the perfect opportunity to have a girls weekend.  We also celebrated Cayden's second birthday.  Its crazy how fast our kids are growing up.  Jacie's favorite part of my parents house was their tub.  That is all she wanted to do was take a bath!  We tried to get the boys in but they didn't like the bubbles.  Maddux would try and climb out screaming as soon as we put him in!  Luckily Juliana loved it too so Jacie had a partner.  Jacie also went to the Dinosaur Museum with my dad but I didn't send a camera.  I thought him trying to chase Jacie was enough to worry about!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1BNLCpLNI/AAAAAAAAARI/R6xGU7wH0bQ/s1600-h/20Oct08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1BNLCpLNI/AAAAAAAAARI/R6xGU7wH0bQ/s400/20Oct08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3695910614264359804?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3695910614264359804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3695910614264359804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3695910614264359804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3695910614264359804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP1BNLCpLNI/AAAAAAAAARI/R6xGU7wH0bQ/s72-c/20Oct08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3545351962391157837</id><published>2008-10-20T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:14:54.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need a nap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Jacie is getting to the point that she doesn't take a nap everyday (this is very sad for me because that means I don't get a nap either!).  I will ask her if she is tired and if she wants to take a nap.  Most of the time the answer to that question is NO!  The other day, after I had asked her if she wanted to take a nap and she told me no, this is how I found her.  She had been coloring and when I realized that she was being way too quiet I went to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP07GsJzJkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MqSDqdZv38Y/s1600-h/20Oct08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP07GsJzJkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MqSDqdZv38Y/s400/20Oct08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP07HNqZeVI/AAAAAAAAARA/6MweOmSi9oU/s1600-h/20Oct08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP07HNqZeVI/AAAAAAAAARA/6MweOmSi9oU/s400/20Oct08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3545351962391157837?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3545351962391157837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3545351962391157837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3545351962391157837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3545351962391157837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-need-nap.html' title='I don&apos;t need a nap!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SP07GsJzJkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MqSDqdZv38Y/s72-c/20Oct08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-8798848863750042209</id><published>2008-09-21T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:55:14.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dip Dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNbCwCqccuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cjGd1i8ovYk/s1600-h/21Sept08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNbCwCqccuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cjGd1i8ovYk/s400/21Sept08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNbCwfh3NtI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ayiZQRHPVBI/s1600-h/21Sept08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNbCwfh3NtI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ayiZQRHPVBI/s400/21Sept08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have been posting a lot about Jacie so I thought I should mention what Maddux is up to.  Maddux' new favorite thing to do while eating is dip it!!  He dips or I should say saturated everything in the sauce and then sucks the dip off and goes back for more.  Good thing baby spit is cute, right?!  He has also FINALLY started so say a few things.  His favorite is Bye Bye with a cute little wave.  He also says nigh nigh (night night) momma, dadda, and sometimes Jacie, but most of the time it sounds like dadda.  He says "mine" which means more and sometimes I think I can make out "I want some" not bad for an 18 month old!  He still doesn't have all his animal sounds down but he does have the cutest roar!  He also says "Razy" that is Grandma and Grandpa's dog. &lt;br /&gt;He will be 18 months old in a couple of weeks.  Man how time flies.  The best thing about being 18 months .... Nursery!!  I have actually taken him to nursery the last two Sundays and he has done really well.  I am a little worried because he is, well, kind of a mean little boy.  I told the people in nursery to watch out for him because he bites, pinches, hits, and pushes.  I don't know why he is such a little bully but he is! &lt;br /&gt;His little personality is really starting to show.  He pulls the cutes faces and does the funniest things.  I love him so much and am so grateful that he is mine!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-8798848863750042209?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8798848863750042209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=8798848863750042209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8798848863750042209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8798848863750042209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/09/dip-dip.html' title='Dip Dip'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNbCwCqccuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cjGd1i8ovYk/s72-c/21Sept08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-1470672451003171422</id><published>2008-09-21T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:31:59.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle, Shuffle, Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa9Tncb7KI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kxin0EbSykE/s1600-h/Jacie+Dance+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa9Tncb7KI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kxin0EbSykE/s400/Jacie+Dance+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Jacie finally started dance again!  Unfortunately I didn't realize that it was observation day so I didn't bring my camera.  I stole this picture from Brynn, thanks Brynn!  It is so fun to see her dancing.  I think all but 2 of the kids in her class are from our neighborhood so they are all friends which will make it even more fun.  It is especially good since they just split our ward and all the other girls are in the other ward.  Now she will still see all her friends every week.  Now if only preschool would start!  For some reason her preschool doesn't start until October.  I can NOT wait until she starts.  We have loved summer but it is time for school to start and for Jacie to get back into a routine, no more TV!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1470672451003171422?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1470672451003171422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1470672451003171422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1470672451003171422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1470672451003171422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/09/shuffle-shuffle-step.html' title='Shuffle, Shuffle, Step'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa9Tncb7KI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kxin0EbSykE/s72-c/Jacie+Dance+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4852615344775426034</id><published>2008-09-21T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:02:06.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa2Tdn8FPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_dAhHWywXAc/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa2Tdn8FPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_dAhHWywXAc/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I should finally take the kids to the dentist.  I did take Jacie when she was about 2 but she hasn't been back.  Jacie did great.  I thought that she might be scared but she wasn't, she sat in the chair and opened her mouth when she was suppose to!  I brought my camera so I could take pictures and what did I do?  I took a picture of them in the waiting room but forgot when they were in the chair! So turns out we should have invested in a dental plan instead of a college fund!  Jacie doesn't have any cavities but she does have one messed up grill!!  She is missing a tooth, well she doesn't have a baby tooth and it is still unsure if her permanent tooth is there.  She also has a cross bite.  The dentist said that we should put in an expander to help correct her bite now while her bones are still soft instead of waiting till she older and it takes longer with more pain.  Needless to say she is going to have one expensive mouth!  Tim and I both had braces, I had them twice, so it is no surprise that our children are going to need them but I didn't think that she would need intervention so early. &lt;br /&gt;Maddux did great also.  He wants to do everything that Jacie does so if she can sit in the chair so can he!  The dentist did say that he bit him though.  That also isn't a shocker.  You should see the welts that kid leaves on my arms!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4852615344775426034?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4852615344775426034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4852615344775426034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4852615344775426034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4852615344775426034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-dentist.html' title='To the Dentist'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SNa2Tdn8FPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_dAhHWywXAc/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3650981359643884651</id><published>2008-09-06T15:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:17:49.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair and Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Utah State Fair is in town so my friend Loni and I decided to take our kids to the festivities. The kids had a great time riding the rides and seeing the animals.  Oh, and don't forget the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3ifAVxJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0kc51-j4Blo/s320/6Sept08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, the Merry-go round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3iuyuFvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yuTZ9PoepV8/s320/6Sept08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddux has loved this ride so I took him on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3i8gvFdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O07gbTwA7ak/s1600-h/6Sept08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3i8gvFdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O07gbTwA7ak/s320/6Sept08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Turns out he didn't like it this time. He cried almost the entire ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3i5uG0JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tl7PbT_1ob0/s1600-h/6Sept08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3i5uG0JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tl7PbT_1ob0/s320/6Sept08+013.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On to the race cars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243028812834930226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML67TAp_jI/AAAAAAAAAPg/SlNDAuG5EC0/s320/6Sept08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This ride flips them around the corner. As you can see they absolutely had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243028820690352690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML67wRiOjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/8BbBWpgVsP8/s320/6Sept08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243028828793621618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML68OdgTHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/nuxVDjh6LG8/s320/6Sept08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, the hot air balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243028830921874898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML68WY63dI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sNB0Qjv1T4s/s320/6Sept08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the helicopters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243028834982508290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML68lhDNwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8sBGsWJyCVI/s320/6Sept08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last, but not least, the train!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Where is Tim you ask?  He is at home hosting his works "Halo Fest."  I should have taken more pictures so you could capture the whole atmosphere but I didn't want them to think I was crazy.  Let me give you some specs:  Lights out; 1 game; 2 teams; 3 rooms; 14 men; 12 TVs (might I add that they are not small tvs, that would cut off some of the screen!); 12 XBOX 360's; and lots of food, yelling, killing and dying!!!  Need I say more?!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243030197605354226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML8L5rpyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uBbnEodSsYE/s320/6Sept08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243030201388107042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML8MHxiBSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tyREdGvMMvo/s320/6Sept08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3650981359643884651?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3650981359643884651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3650981359643884651' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3650981359643884651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3650981359643884651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/09/fair-and-fest.html' title='Fair and Fest'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SML3ifAVxJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0kc51-j4Blo/s72-c/6Sept08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5236297127040468571</id><published>2008-08-30T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:21:21.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Older</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlzgSlIcPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/thIG-AFH0mc/s1600-h/30Aug08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlzgSlIcPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/thIG-AFH0mc/s320/30Aug08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August is a big birthday month for us.  My parents, Jacie, and TIM!  Tim's birthday often gets overshadowed by Jacie's birthday so I always feel bad.  He never seems to mind, probably because he shares his birthday with his twin and his sister.  Tim, we want to wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY and tell you how much we love you and what a  GREAT dad and husband you are.  We are so lucky to have you!  We LOVE you!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5236297127040468571?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5236297127040468571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5236297127040468571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5236297127040468571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5236297127040468571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-year-older.html' title='One Year Older'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlzgSlIcPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/thIG-AFH0mc/s72-c/30Aug08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5921105156558602740</id><published>2008-08-30T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:14:12.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlx1JUsztI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aCkg7JcAz4o/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlx1JUsztI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aCkg7JcAz4o/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jacie's friend party, we had a little family party with my parents and my brothers family.  Nothing too exciting just pizza and cake and ice cream.  Isn't the flower cake cute.  I thought that a flower kind of went along with a fairy theme.  The cool thing about this cake is that my DAD decorated it!  My mother-in-law had given me a cake decorating kit for my birthday a few years ago.  I have tried to use it before but did NOT succeed.  That morning I had to go to the eye Dr for some issues I had been having with my contacts, when I came home my dad was decorating away!  I guess I know what to get him for Christmas!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5921105156558602740?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5921105156558602740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5921105156558602740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5921105156558602740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5921105156558602740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-birthday.html' title='More Birthday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlx1JUsztI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aCkg7JcAz4o/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-788870834271268946</id><published>2008-08-30T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:00:34.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacie turns 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLluoqdwYAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Qn-Gc9x2R3U/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLluoqdwYAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Qn-Gc9x2R3U/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl is growing up!  Jacie turned 4 last week (I am always about a week or more behind on posting!).  I decided that I would attempt to have a friend party.  We had a fairy theme.  I had to talk Jacie into this because she originally wanted to have a princess party but I wanted a fairy party.  It went pretty well.  We decorated fairy wings, painted their faces and then played games were they won a fairy skirt and wand.  They were still a little young to completely understand the games but I think they had a good time.  When they had finished becoming fairies they all looked so stinking cute.  Jacie is still talking about it to everyone she sees!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-788870834271268946?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/788870834271268946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=788870834271268946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/788870834271268946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/788870834271268946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/jacie-turns-4.html' title='Jacie turns 4'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLluoqdwYAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Qn-Gc9x2R3U/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7581147439937980165</id><published>2008-08-30T09:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:44:01.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacies Married Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlnXi13RDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNow8CxOORs/s1600-h/30Aug08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlnXi13RDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNow8CxOORs/s320/30Aug08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;This is Jacie's "married guy."  He is our neighbor and Jacie believes that she is going to marry him.  She has felt this way for as long as I can remember.  If you ask her more details, they will be getting married in the Temple and then live in their own house.  Sometimes we try and tease her and get her to say she will marry someone else but then she totally freaks out and starts yelling she is going to marry Devin.  It is hilarious.  When we make plans to hang out with him I will ask her "guess who's coming over?"  Jacie will get totally excited and say, "my married guy!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7581147439937980165?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7581147439937980165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7581147439937980165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7581147439937980165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7581147439937980165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/jacies-married-guy.html' title='Jacies Married Guy'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SLlnXi13RDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNow8CxOORs/s72-c/30Aug08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2967259438319313808</id><published>2008-08-15T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:24:55.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>I love the Olympics, it has been so much fun to watch.  This week is definitely my favorite week.  Gymnastics and swimming are my favorite, I also enjoy beach volleyball.  Misty May and Walsh are amazing.  During the last Olympics, when they won gold, was when I was delivering Jacie.  We almost made Jacie's middle name May, after Misty May!  The only problem that I have is they are so blasted late!  We DVR the games so we can watch them without commercials and without children.  It is nice but I have been up past Midnight every night this week, last night we didn't finish until 2 am!  Maddux has been getting up at 7 am and Jacie for some reason has been climbing into our bed about 5 am for the last few nights.  Most people know how much I love and need my sleep.  I have been slightly more on edge and my house is a wreck because I have no energy to clean it!  Hopefully Tim and the kids will forgive me.  Only about another week and then they won't have to deal with it for another 4 years!  GO USA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2967259438319313808?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2967259438319313808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2967259438319313808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2967259438319313808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2967259438319313808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-9056221379717283204</id><published>2008-08-11T13:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:34:13.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I know I haven't posted for awhile but this is what we have been up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Maddux had his first hair cut. His hair is so thin but it was getting too long for me to do anything but a comb over so it was time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I also cut Jacie's hair (I didn't actually do it, I had it done). It was getting so long but the longer it got the more tears we had when we washed it and combed it. I was hoping when some of the weight got cut off she would have more curl. I was wrong. Her curl is GONE :( The ends are a little curly and the front, but her cute little perfect ringlets are gone. I was so sad. For the most part I think I am over it. Her hair still looks cute and the number of tears has significantly decreased which has made it worth it. I do miss the 7 inches we cut off, especially on Sunday when now I have to actually do her hair!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Jacie took swimming lessons. She did so good and loved it. Out of the 6 kids in her class only Jacie and one other boy did really well with the whole floating on your back and blowing bubbles. Two others liked playing in the water but didn't do too hot with the actual swimming. The other two didn't really like the water or the swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Other than that we have played a lot outside, at splash pads, in the pool, and with friends. I love summer but to be honest, I will be glad when fall comes and there is more structure to our week. Jacie will have preschool 2 days a week this year and dance. I am looking forward to days when Jacie doesn't want to sit in front of the TV all day because there is nothing else planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SKCVHH7dlaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/khf0brg2aNI/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SKCVHH7dlaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/khf0brg2aNI/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-9056221379717283204?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/9056221379717283204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=9056221379717283204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/9056221379717283204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/9056221379717283204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SKCVHH7dlaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/khf0brg2aNI/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2471316527157483056</id><published>2008-07-21T20:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:03:51.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Game</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun little game...Leave a comment on my blog of a memory that you and I have had together. It doesn't matter if you've known me for a short time, or a long time, anything you remember! Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. On your mark...get set...blog your memories!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2471316527157483056?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2471316527157483056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2471316527157483056' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2471316527157483056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2471316527157483056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/07/memory-game.html' title='Memory Game'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7739452431083754154</id><published>2008-07-21T19:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:02:13.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Camping!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went camping with Tims family. It was the first time that we had been camping with kids. I was a little nervous, especially because Maddux is such a crappy sleeper but it ended up being a pretty good adventure. We went up to East Canyon Friday night, set up the tents and had dinner. When Tim and I were first married we bought a tent that turned out to be pretty nice for us. We had room for our air mattress, Jacie's sleeping bag and our pack and play crib. Jacie woke up once in the middle of the night saying she needed a drink but we just told her to go back to sleep. Maddux slept until about 4am. He moves all over in his sleep so he doesn't keep a blanket on him and I think he just got cold (because it was cold!). As soon as I picked him up he was right back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we got up and headed to the lake. We rented some paddle boats and a canoe. Jacie wouldn't get in a paddle boat until we made her because "it was bumpy" but once she got on one she didn't want to get off. Tim and I took Jacie and Seth on a canoe ride but quickly took them back to shore after dropping the paddles twice and almost making us tip! The kids loved playing in the sand and water. When we finally left Jacie was passed out before we even made it 5 minutes in the car. Maddux on the other had never fell a sleep, instead he just kept squawking, too tired to fall a sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497445004317054&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/p1/1873497445004317054/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497445004317054&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/p2/1873497445004317054/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497445004317054&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/p4/1873497445004317054/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1873497445004317054&amp;amp;site=widget-7e.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7739452431083754154?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7739452431083754154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7739452431083754154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7739452431083754154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7739452431083754154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Gone Camping!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-2328733115673726503</id><published>2008-07-16T22:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:17:32.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Conversation</title><content type='html'>People that don't eat dinner together at a table with the TV off are totally missing out on great family conversations! Tonight as we are eating dinner Jacie started rambling off about what was going to happen if she didn't eat any of her food. I was just agreeing with her because she is in that 50 million question phase and it is just a way to get her to stop, or at least move on to the next question. Anyway she said something about that she was going to eat my food and I told her no then she said "you have to share or I will change your attitude." Tim and I busted out laughing. It is funny the things that they pick up on and then how they use it back at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing that Jacie did today was she said her flip flops were Hanna Montana shoes.  She then said that her shirt was a Hanna Montana shirt and said that she wanted to sleep in it and asked if she could.  The thing that is so funny is she has NO clue who Hanna Montana is!  She has just seen a commercial for Wal Mart were a girl loves her Hanna Montana shirt so much that she sleeps in it.  What a funny girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2328733115673726503?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2328733115673726503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2328733115673726503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2328733115673726503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2328733115673726503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/07/dinner-conversation.html' title='Dinner Conversation'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-4958665329849494972</id><published>2008-07-16T22:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:51:16.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>Now that it is almost the 24th of July it is about time that I write about what we did for the 4th. Jacie and I went to the West Jordan Rodeo with Tims parents, my sister-in-law Brittany and her two kids on the 3rd. It started out great. They had all these blow up slides and jumping things that the kids played on. They even rode ponies. They had a blast. Then we went over to the rodeo grounds. Tim refused to go because he hates rodeos.  I somewhat enjoy them and knew that Jacie would like them so I left Maddux home with Tim and went for a girls night out. Unfortunately I am starting to side with Tim for reasons why "these things are horrible" (in his words!). They pack you in like sardines so you can't even enjoy the festivities because you are so uncomfortable. There is no room to sit plus I am getting kicked by the kid in back of me but I can't really complain because Jacie is kicking the people in front of us. It just makes for a LONG night!&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th we went to Tims parents for lunch and let the kids play around in the little pool then we went to our neighbors for a BBQ - Cafe Rio style!  It was some good food, good company and overall a great night.  I do have to say that fireworks just aren't what they use to be.  I remember growing up we would go across the street to the church and sit on the hill to watch fireworks.  Our next door neighbors had a firework stand so we had a great show.  I definitely miss the fireworks in the sky.  The little ones that you can do now that just squeal at you aren't that exciting.  I guess we will have to start going to actual firework shows if I want that "ooh... aah"  feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEHtGLiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Q3nUereRzro/s1600-h/P1020481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835889444466210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEHtGLiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Q3nUereRzro/s320/P1020481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie going down the slide.  At first she was scared to go down but followed her cousin Seth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEcvwggI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_nZDnq8tkvg/s1600-h/P1020487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835895092773378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEcvwggI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_nZDnq8tkvg/s320/P1020487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie and Seth jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEyHCv1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hSmLFvaooy0/s1600-h/P1020488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835900827582290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEyHCv1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hSmLFvaooy0/s320/P1020488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7Jzma6bAI/AAAAAAAAANY/xMons2BbHto/s1600-h/P1020504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834506120293378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7Jzma6bAI/AAAAAAAAANY/xMons2BbHto/s320/P1020504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacie loved the pony ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J0IeBdgI/AAAAAAAAANg/PJxziah1rTE/s1600-h/P1020499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834515260143106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J0IeBdgI/AAAAAAAAANg/PJxziah1rTE/s320/P1020499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves to pose for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J1LcuYlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ohJ1uMR0p7M/s1600-h/P1020490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834533239874130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J1LcuYlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ohJ1uMR0p7M/s320/P1020490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacie and Seth doing some more sliding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834529202280146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J08aFltI/AAAAAAAAANw/IMhWXQ8CUfk/s320/P1020491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834521180452946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7J0ehiOFI/AAAAAAAAANo/Oosn-P8sGCU/s320/P1020493.JPG" border="0" /&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/479701779793448142-4958665329849494972?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4958665329849494972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4958665329849494972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4958665329849494972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4958665329849494972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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://bp2.blogger.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SH7LEHtGLiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Q3nUereRzro/s72-c/P1020481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4797843946038499597</id><published>2008-06-29T22:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:48:07.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Maddux</title><content type='html'>Maddux had a rough week. First he has a MAJOR collision with Jacie. Tim and I were swinging Jacie and Maddux wanted a turn. Maddux walked right up to her as we swung her and smack. Heads crashing together is not a fun sound to hear. Tim and I felt awful. The result... our first shiner! I thought Jacie would get a black eye also but luckily she didn't bruise that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Next Maddux got croup. Croup you say? Its not respiratory season. Yes, somehow my kids can get croup at anytime of year. Jacie gets croup all the time so I don't freak out anymore but since this was Maddux' first time with it I thought that I would take him to the Doctor. She made me feel kind of bad because she told me if he continues I should think of taking him up to Primary Childrens to get some Racemic Epi. Jacie has been ten times worse than Maddux ever was and I never took her to the ER. Maybe next time I should!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I had brought him into bed with me early in the morning and he was still sleeping when Jacie came in and woke me up. I left him sleeping on my bed while I took Jacie down stairs and made her breakfast. We were sitting there eating when we heard a big thud. I ran upstairs to see Maddux screaming on the floor between my bed and nightstand. He had a big scratch all across his forehead. Poor guy, what a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjpZO401I/AAAAAAAAAMY/nsHkVJ1PyEg/s1600-h/P1020456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217529731107836754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjpZO401I/AAAAAAAAAMY/nsHkVJ1PyEg/s320/P1020456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjp17gOxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LQh_GiUk9P0/s1600-h/P1020464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217529738811161362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjp17gOxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LQh_GiUk9P0/s320/P1020464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjqNr_XpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HdP7NwyAZvA/s1600-h/P1020468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217529745188544146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjqNr_XpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HdP7NwyAZvA/s320/P1020468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjqpHPw-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/nrwNEH4RK4c/s1600-h/P1020470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217529752550622178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjqpHPw-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/nrwNEH4RK4c/s320/P1020470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color on this thing was amazing. The pictures don't show it that great but it was a beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4797843946038499597?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4797843946038499597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4797843946038499597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4797843946038499597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4797843946038499597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/poor-maddux.html' title='Poor Maddux'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhjpZO401I/AAAAAAAAAMY/nsHkVJ1PyEg/s72-c/P1020456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7004414133565840759</id><published>2008-06-29T21:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:13:37.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few weeks ago we had a Smith family reunion (Tims moms side). It was fun to see everyone. We especially enjoyed hanging out with Aunt Becky who lives in San Fransisco and Eric, Lilibeth and Bethany who live in Arizona. We went to the Zoo; had a pizza party; went to Gardner Village and rode ponies and saw more animals; went to a baseball game; and had a great BBQ. Unfortunately Maddux got sick half way through the week so I had to spend some of the time home with him. Because I wasn't there and I forgot to send the camera with Tim I don't have any pictures. Here are the pictures from the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWMCMtrqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cOdtmilytRY/s1600-h/P1020420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514933057334946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWMCMtrqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cOdtmilytRY/s320/P1020420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie, cousin Seth, cousin Mia, and the turkeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWMZVX-wI/AAAAAAAAALY/qymUwzHIJqQ/s1600-h/P1020421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514939267676930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWMZVX-wI/AAAAAAAAALY/qymUwzHIJqQ/s320/P1020421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacie and aunt Becky with the elephants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWM6cWF4I/AAAAAAAAALg/xBfv5SMnoEw/s1600-h/P1020425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514948155283330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWM6cWF4I/AAAAAAAAALg/xBfv5SMnoEw/s320/P1020425.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Us with the zebras&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWNI6PqzI/AAAAAAAAALo/jc_L6lIT82Q/s1600-h/P1020427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514952038787890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWNI6PqzI/AAAAAAAAALo/jc_L6lIT82Q/s320/P1020427.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWNI6PqzI/AAAAAAAAALo/jc_L6lIT82Q/s1600-h/P1020427.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My giraffe and Seth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWN3r6XcI/AAAAAAAAALw/WCfvG7-0Exs/s1600-h/P1020431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514964595137986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWN3r6XcI/AAAAAAAAALw/WCfvG7-0Exs/s320/P1020431.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jacie was mad when we were taking this picture because she wanted to sit in front, not Maddux.&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUZl7YibI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pRoK5dV5GmA/s1600-h/P1020435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217512966963366322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUZl7YibI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pRoK5dV5GmA/s320/P1020435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new carousel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUZwRwzTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-L_nMDWHF_8/s1600-h/P1020447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217512969741585714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUZwRwzTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-L_nMDWHF_8/s320/P1020447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always knew she was a monkey, she has a little more growing to do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUaEccduI/AAAAAAAAALA/J9779bLC75Q/s1600-h/P1020449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217512975155099362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUaEccduI/AAAAAAAAALA/J9779bLC75Q/s320/P1020449.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These two little cousins are so cute together, most of the time! They were holding hands all by themselves.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUai64lII/AAAAAAAAALI/nb9ZCtUCwiQ/s1600-h/P1020452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217512983335834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhUai64lII/AAAAAAAAALI/nb9ZCtUCwiQ/s320/P1020452.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aunt Becky, Grandma Holly, Seth and Jacie on the train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7004414133565840759?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7004414133565840759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7004414133565840759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7004414133565840759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7004414133565840759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SGhWMCMtrqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cOdtmilytRY/s72-c/P1020420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2663627737100146450</id><published>2008-06-15T21:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:34:26.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged, again!</title><content type='html'>I've Been Tagged!How To Play This Game of Tag: Post these rules on your blog. List: 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Joys 1. My kids 2. My husband 3. Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Fears 1. My kids or Tim getting sick. 2. My house starting on fire. Growing up in Manti we had a volunteer fire dept. so when there was a fire the alarm would sound. I would freak out every time I heard it thinking that it might be my house. 3. One of my patients dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Goals 1. Loose that baby weight, he's a year old now there isn't any excuse! 2. Keep my house clean. 3. Be a better mom and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Current Obsessions/Collections 1. Blogging. I know that I don't post that often but any "play" time that I have I am reading blogs. I guess you could call me a blog stalker! Since Lost and American Idol are over I can't think of any other obsessions so I will list my kids obsessions. Jacie is obsessed with TV. That is all she wants to do. I try and limit the amount of screen time she gets but sometimes I just want her out of my hair!! Speaking of hair, that is Maddux' obsession. He is obsessed with my hair. It is totally his comfort item. I have tried to transition him to a stuffed animal or blanket but have not been successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Random Surprising Facts about Myself 1. I love baseball. Before I met Tim I thought that it was the most boring, stupid sport there was. Now, I love it. I sometimes watch more than Tim does! Go Braves! 2. Back in college I was totally OCD. Everything was alphabetized, my closet was color coordinated, I vacuumed daily, making sure there were no footprints! I guess this gives me hope that someday I can have an organized, maintained house! 3. I am superstitious. I don't say things that may jinx me. I should probably delete my fears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Kori, Summer, Christine, and whoever wants to  be it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2663627737100146450?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2663627737100146450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2663627737100146450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2663627737100146450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2663627737100146450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged, again!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-5052298343351812673</id><published>2008-06-10T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:01:42.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacie's Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>I am so slow at getting posts done.  Jacie had her dance recital almost 2 weeks ago.  This was her first recital.  It was absolutely adorable.  She was so excited to dance on stage.  I thought that she would get on stage and then just stand there but she actually did pretty good.  She loves to dance and now misses it so much.  Everyday she asks if she goes to dance today.  They did a ballet number "baby face" and a tap number with batons.  They were both way cute.  Thank you Brynn for recommending this class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xaX9JirI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SQtlu7A4W98/s1600-h/8June08+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210437623067806386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xaX9JirI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SQtlu7A4W98/s320/8June08+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I curled her hair.  She is so good though, I just put her in front of the TV and she will let me do it, even if I take 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xcM7chvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BC1hUagXItU/s1600-h/8June08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210437654467610354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xcM7chvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BC1hUagXItU/s320/8June08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xcr77B1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsWWjhEQqjY/s1600-h/8June08+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210437662791108434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xcr77B1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsWWjhEQqjY/s320/8June08+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie is the one on the left, the one that is a foot taller than all the other girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xdd0y6eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QEMT9jX4ktM/s1600-h/8June08+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210437676182989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xdd0y6eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QEMT9jX4ktM/s320/8June08+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xedmhgXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gqvgg6hpZ1A/s1600-h/8June08+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210437693302997362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xedmhgXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gqvgg6hpZ1A/s320/8June08+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210450072668450354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE88vCVPrjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PzIqdmX1HY4/s320/8June08+069.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacie is again on the left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5052298343351812673?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5052298343351812673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5052298343351812673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5052298343351812673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5052298343351812673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/jacies-dance-recital.html' title='Jacie&apos;s Dance Recital'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE8xaX9JirI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SQtlu7A4W98/s72-c/8June08+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-1403366679260285581</id><published>2008-06-10T12:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:12:14.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE7MG78vMII/AAAAAAAAAJw/BZjMeUp2tWk/s1600-h/8June08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210326238457966722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE7MG78vMII/AAAAAAAAAJw/BZjMeUp2tWk/s320/8June08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad got a new job which means that my parents will be moving from Manti to Price. It is totally weird. I never thought that my parents would move. This is like their dream house. My dad built this house and they have put everything that they wanted in it. They have an orchard, a huge garden, a beautiful patio, and of course the wrap around porch. I even hammered a few nails in when we were building it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe the worst thing about them moving is that I had to clean out my room! I had all my nursing notebooks full of hours and hours of note taking. Why I kept them I have no idea. I am sure I thought that I would go back someday and read through them, what was I thinking?! I probably threw away a whole tree! I did find some stuff that was cool, like all of my old Cabage Patch dolls and other dolls. I had Molly, an American Girl doll. When I got her I was older so she was in great condition, her braided hair still intact. I let Jacie play with her and within 10 minutes she was trying to brush her hair! This picture is of Maddux sitting in a doll desk. Jacie, Maddux, and Julianna (my neice) had a great time playing school. Now my next obstacle is finding where to put all the stuff I had to take!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210326941827900370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE7Mv4NMo9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/42kXaAV3Guw/s320/8June08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1403366679260285581?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1403366679260285581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1403366679260285581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1403366679260285581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1403366679260285581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SE7MG78vMII/AAAAAAAAAJw/BZjMeUp2tWk/s72-c/8June08+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7832337754226295439</id><published>2008-06-06T12:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:09:37.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Sleep?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard the song by Bare Naked Ladies that says "who needs sleep, you never gonna get it, know needs sleep, tell me whats that for?"  Well I thought in nursing school that was my theme song but these last 4 nights Maddux has decided to resurrect it.  He was doing so well sleeping through the night and getting better at going to sleep by himself.  The past 4 nights he has woken up at least once, one night it was twice (of course the night before I work!).  He is up for like an hour and it is killing me.  I have no energy the next day and just want to do nothing.  Those of you who know me well, know how much I love and NEED my sleep!  I don't know what to do.  I want to let him cry but I don't want him to wake everyone else up.  I would hold him but I don't want him to get in that habit.  Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7832337754226295439?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7832337754226295439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7832337754226295439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7832337754226295439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7832337754226295439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-needs-sleep.html' title='Who Needs Sleep?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-1895763345408988526</id><published>2008-05-25T15:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:19:26.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally got my pictures on here. Brace yourself there is kind of a lot of them! We had such a great time. By the way, Tim was there, as well as my mom, they were just the ones with the cameras! All in all Jacie enjoyed most of the rides. We kind of made a mistake by putting her on the Matterhorn her first ride. She had done so well at Knotts that we thought she would be able to handle it. Boy were we wrong! The other "big" ride we took her on was Splash Mountain. She screamed through the whole line but I make her go on it. If you ask her now she will say that she liked it, just not the big waterfall. Finally by like 10pm on our last night she wanted to go on the rides. What a funny girl. She did enjoy getting everyones autographs though, and as you can see I think that we got just about everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1873497445001026530&amp;amp;site=widget-e2.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497445001026530&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p1/1873497445001026530/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497445001026530&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p2/1873497445001026530/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1895763345408988526?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1895763345408988526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1895763345408988526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1895763345408988526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1895763345408988526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4897225620498644822</id><published>2008-05-18T18:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:53:35.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Animal Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Tuesday of our trip we went to the Wild Animal Park.  None of us had ever been there so it was fun to see something new.  We loved it.  It was so cool to see the animals just roaming around and be in more of their natural habitat.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDeQZb2-KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/y9F4t2ev9Xk/s1600-h/P1020257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201901942899931298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDeQZb2-KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/y9F4t2ev9Xk/s320/P1020257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I uploaded the wrong picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDeQ5b2-LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MuXjJPj69vg/s1600-h/P1020261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201901951489865906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDeQ5b2-LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MuXjJPj69vg/s320/P1020261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The giraffes were my favorite.  It was so cool to see them walking around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSwpb2-FI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ftGaZg15-ZY/s1600-h/Disneyland+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201889302811179090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSwpb2-FI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ftGaZg15-ZY/s320/Disneyland+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddux with Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSxJb2-GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VtdxAhuCjeQ/s1600-h/Disneyland+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201889311401113698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSxJb2-GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VtdxAhuCjeQ/s320/Disneyland+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacie with the elephants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSx5b2-HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P6f2g6uVkxg/s1600-h/Disneyland+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201889324286015602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSx5b2-HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P6f2g6uVkxg/s320/Disneyland+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the other child in this picture.  We stand in line to have a "family" picture with the statue and some guy just stands there watching his little kid play on this thing in OUR picture, the nerve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSyJb2-II/AAAAAAAAAJI/X72JfqGDN_4/s1600-h/P1020246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201889328580982914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSyJb2-II/AAAAAAAAAJI/X72JfqGDN_4/s320/P1020246.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacie and Maddux feeding the deer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSypb2-JI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/n0iDNp9liAc/s1600-h/P1020256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201889337170917522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDSypb2-JI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/n0iDNp9liAc/s320/P1020256.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim and Jacie next to the Lions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next post .... Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4897225620498644822?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4897225620498644822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4897225620498644822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4897225620498644822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4897225620498644822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-animal-park.html' title='Wild Animal Park'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SDDeQZb2-KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/y9F4t2ev9Xk/s72-c/P1020257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7576040830038260141</id><published>2008-05-16T12:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:08:18.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knotts Berry Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally have found time to get these pictures on here!  This was our first day in California.  We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knotts&lt;/span&gt; Berry Farm.  It was great.  We were like the only people there!  OK so not the only people there but there were no lines, we were able to pretty much walk right up to the rides.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wypb2-BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kk4Cyd67Hao/s1600-h/Disneyland+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201077897589618706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wypb2-BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kk4Cyd67Hao/s320/Disneyland+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; loved the carousel.  When the ride would end and we got off he would start crying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wzZb2-CI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T9QzThXfuCk/s1600-h/Disneyland+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201077910474520610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wzZb2-CI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T9QzThXfuCk/s320/Disneyland+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a ride that you get totally soaked on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wzpb2-DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FLsnD_aVAB4/s1600-h/Disneyland+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201077914769487922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wzpb2-DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FLsnD_aVAB4/s320/Disneyland+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see there were tons of people!  If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; liked the ride she would just ask the attendant "Can I go again?" She would just ride them over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3w0Zb2-EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OMMYg9Y8ym4/s1600-h/Disneyland+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201077927654389826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3w0Zb2-EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OMMYg9Y8ym4/s320/Disneyland+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, notice all the people!! Jacie was the only person on most of the rides that she went on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Tppb298I/AAAAAAAAAHo/NuGdARhGONE/s1600-h/P1020194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201045857133590466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Tppb298I/AAAAAAAAAHo/NuGdARhGONE/s320/P1020194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3TrJb299I/AAAAAAAAAHw/tWU7oAu0HIQ/s1600-h/P1020193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201045882903394258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3TrJb299I/AAAAAAAAAHw/tWU7oAu0HIQ/s320/P1020193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jacies&lt;/span&gt; favorite thing to do.  It is just a huge trampoline, she probably jumped for a half hour.  Oh to have that much energy again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Trpb29-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vhOk32TS-BQ/s1600-h/P1020206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201045891493328866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Trpb29-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vhOk32TS-BQ/s320/P1020206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Tr5b29_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/quHACrI26mo/s1600-h/P1020232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201045895788296178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3Tr5b29_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/quHACrI26mo/s320/P1020232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddux didn't know what to think about Snoopy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3TsZb2-AI/AAAAAAAAAII/7513CzoJaQo/s1600-h/Disneyland+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201045904378230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3TsZb2-AI/AAAAAAAAAII/7513CzoJaQo/s320/Disneyland+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of the first rides that we went on.  Both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; had no clue what to expect.  They both handled it pretty well.  We should have bought the picture that they take as you go down the huge hill.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jacies&lt;/span&gt; face was priceless!&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/479701779793448142-7576040830038260141?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7576040830038260141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7576040830038260141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7576040830038260141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7576040830038260141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/05/knotts-berry-farm.html' title='Knotts Berry Farm'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SC3wypb2-BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kk4Cyd67Hao/s72-c/Disneyland+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5649696077108174685</id><published>2008-05-05T16:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:12:07.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again!</title><content type='html'>We are back from our week long vacation to Disneyland.  We had a great time.  I will post pictures as soon as I get them downloaded.  The weather was great, it was so nice to see sun!  We all got a sun burn because our poor Utah skin hasn't seen the sun in sooooo long!  We went to Knotts Berry Farm, the Wild Animal Park and then three days at Disneyland.  It was so nice to get away and a much needed vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5649696077108174685?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5649696077108174685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5649696077108174685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5649696077108174685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5649696077108174685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-again.html' title='Home Again!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-1978382354408203202</id><published>2008-04-21T17:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:54:54.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst call in Major League Baseball history</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SA0pQp5VKEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N14tB8_Ar20/s1600-h/worst_call_ever.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191851311529011266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SA0pQp5VKEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N14tB8_Ar20/s320/worst_call_ever.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've (Tim) been watching baseball for over 20 years of my life and &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; remember seeing a call as bad as the one that was made today against the Atlanta Braves shortstop Yunel Escobar. I paused my TV, took out the camera and got this picture. Are you sitting down? The runner in this picture was called OUT by the umpire you see!!! Yes, that is the baseball to the left of the screen. It was a bunt play and the pitcher fielded it and threw it to first. I'm still speechless. Sorry to polute Kara's blog but this injustice had to be made known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1978382354408203202?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1978382354408203202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1978382354408203202' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1978382354408203202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1978382354408203202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-call-in-major-league-baseball.html' title='Worst call in Major League Baseball history'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/SA0pQp5VKEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N14tB8_Ar20/s72-c/worst_call_ever.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-3501136993024858282</id><published>2008-04-11T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:52:00.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Sass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_-iS6sxRXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oX2ZnVezNMg/s1600-h/24AUG06+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188043741632480626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_-iS6sxRXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oX2ZnVezNMg/s320/24AUG06+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my sweet little angel?  Jacie has turned into such a sassy girl.  She doesn't listen to a word I say and she talks back all the time.  Needless to say, she has been spending more and more time in time out.  It isn't only me that she has such attitude with it happens to Tim also.  The other night we were eating dinner, or fighting to get her to eat dinner when Tim said with a stern voice "just eat your dinner."  Jacie's reply, full of attitude was "well you just go pop your zits!!"  What a girl!  We love her though.&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/479701779793448142-3501136993024858282?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3501136993024858282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3501136993024858282' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3501136993024858282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3501136993024858282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-sass.html' title='What a Sass'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_-iS6sxRXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oX2ZnVezNMg/s72-c/24AUG06+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-555516457303597906</id><published>2008-04-07T22:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:56:17.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5Q42y3YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xR6vz5q2rJ8/s1600-h/P1020057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186731989405982082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5Q42y3YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xR6vz5q2rJ8/s320/P1020057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE CAKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5RY2y3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jHAcjwjohPQ/s1600-h/P1020061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186731997995916690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5RY2y3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jHAcjwjohPQ/s320/P1020061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE MESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5Ro2y3aI/AAAAAAAAAHA/D53lIbO5l5M/s1600-h/P1020075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186732002290884002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5Ro2y3aI/AAAAAAAAAHA/D53lIbO5l5M/s320/P1020075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5SI2y3bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9VgrPir8PMg/s1600-h/P1020076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186732010880818610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5SI2y3bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9VgrPir8PMg/s320/P1020076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5SY2y3cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/X0n7AdqnNhY/s1600-h/P1020077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186732015175785922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5SY2y3cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/X0n7AdqnNhY/s320/P1020077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a little family party to celebrate this little guys birthday.  At first he wasn't too sure about the cake but once he had a bite of the frosting he was off, and I gave him his own spoon!  He has inherited my love of chocolate!  So much for the bib, he had frosting all over his pants, shirt, arms and face.  I think the only place he managed to keep clean was his hair.  Thanks to aunt Connie for making your amazing cupcakes.  They are to die for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-555516457303597906?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/555516457303597906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=555516457303597906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/555516457303597906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/555516457303597906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/04/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r5Q42y3YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xR6vz5q2rJ8/s72-c/P1020057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-733582129652551879</id><published>2008-04-07T22:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:40:53.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Maddux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_rySY2y3RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wZ_8QOKxlEI/s1600-h/3Apr07+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724318594391314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_rySY2y3RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wZ_8QOKxlEI/s320/3Apr07+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_rySo2y3SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fW84itHexLA/s1600-h/3Apr07+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724322889358626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_rySo2y3SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fW84itHexLA/s320/3Apr07+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTo2y3VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tQRhUe7VciA/s1600-h/25OCT07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724340069227858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTo2y3VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tQRhUe7VciA/s320/25OCT07+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTI2y3TI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9P5cxnx6eMs/s1600-h/christmas+07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724331479293234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTI2y3TI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9P5cxnx6eMs/s320/christmas+07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTY2y3UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/C2k2eqRfJAc/s1600-h/christmas+07+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724335774260546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_ryTY2y3UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/C2k2eqRfJAc/s320/christmas+07+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r0vo2y3XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/71fz31RQP9k/s1600-h/P1010910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186727020128820594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r0vo2y3XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/71fz31RQP9k/s320/P1010910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r0vY2y3WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hAiKaFpFvP4/s1600-h/P1010922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186727015833853282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_r0vY2y3WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hAiKaFpFvP4/s320/P1010922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My little Maddux is 1!  This year has gone so fast.  It seems like he has been with us for awhile but I can't believe its been a year.  Maddux brings so much joy to our home.  He is such a happy and mellow guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some things that I love about Maddux:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he wrinkles his nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he loves his sister and wants to do what she is doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he crosses his legs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he is a mommas boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he bites - actually no, not at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How he loves to be cuddled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How sweet he is and how he fits into our family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Maddux I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-733582129652551879?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/733582129652551879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=733582129652551879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/733582129652551879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/733582129652551879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-maddux.html' title='Happy Birthday Maddux'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_rySY2y3RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wZ_8QOKxlEI/s72-c/3Apr07+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-8332835557245926606</id><published>2008-04-05T21:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:39:20.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally downloaded our pictures from Easter. It was great. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annual&lt;/span&gt; city egg hunt. They have it at the city park and they rope off areas for different age groups. Then they dump candy and eggs and all sorts of stuff everywhere. Of course the biggest area is the youngest age. They have everyone line up around the outside and then say go. It was a blast. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; ran off on her own and managed to fill her basket. I helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; and he did well also, of course he got all the good candy!! He did start to put some of the candy in the basket if I gave it to him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185980748086303826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hOA42y3FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WD4WLQCqmZk/s320/P1010964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185980765266173026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hOB42y3GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/CRwTFkAA23Y/s320/P1010966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185980769561140338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hOCI2y3HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7L65IXpSoE0/s320/P1010972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185980778151074946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hOCo2y3II/AAAAAAAAAEw/oEfU8IyQbFY/s320/P1010973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Round 2! Later that afternoon my parents had another egg hunt for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt;, being the oldest was on the run, she even stole eggs from her cousins that they were about to get!  All in all we got a TON of candy and the kids had a great time.  The Easter Bunny even made the trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQfo2y3KI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tWgdubdtGQ4/s1600-h/P1010982.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQfo2y3KI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tWgdubdtGQ4/s1600-h/P1010982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185983475390536866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQfo2y3KI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tWgdubdtGQ4/s320/P1010982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQgI2y3LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-vRZC7P4ek/s1600-h/P1010998.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQfY2y3JI/AAAAAAAAAE4/z3siRmjnRI0/s1600-h/P1010988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185983471095569554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQfY2y3JI/AAAAAAAAAE4/z3siRmjnRI0/s320/P1010988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQgI2y3LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-vRZC7P4ek/s1600-h/P1010998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185983483980471474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" height="321" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hQgI2y3LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-vRZC7P4ek/s320/P1010998.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/479701779793448142-8332835557245926606?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8332835557245926606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=8332835557245926606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8332835557245926606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8332835557245926606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_hOA42y3FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WD4WLQCqmZk/s72-c/P1010964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-6651449051886726030</id><published>2008-03-31T22:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:36:57.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_HHk42y3EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fMXaKrqbVoU/s1600-h/family+pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184144082631580738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_HHk42y3EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fMXaKrqbVoU/s320/family+pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I couldn't find a picture of just us together, one of us always has the camera)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have always been the worst at tag. Growing up it seemed like I was always it. Its probably because I run like a girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How long have you been together? May 9th will be 6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How long did you date? We started dating in March, got engaged in January and then married in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How old is he? 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who eats more? He eats more and faster! But I am not far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who said "I love you" first? It was Tim, he had told me that a previous girl friend had told him that she loved him, he said it also and then the next day took it back.  I didn't want to be the first one to say it in fear that he would take it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who is taller? Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is smarter? Tim, he loves watching Discovery Chanel, Modern Marvels and right now his big thing is Planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who does the laundry? I hate laundry so if Tim's clothes are dirty before I get to them he does them but I do most of my clothes and the kids clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who does the dishes? We both do. I would say I do them more than him and he would say the opposite. He may do the dishes but then I clean the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? When in bed I am on the right, except for days that I work because the alarm clock is on the other side of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who pays the bills? We do all our bills via Internet banking so whoever gets to them first, but it is usually me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who mows the lawn? Tim for sure. When I was growing up I managed to high center our riding lawn mower and was banned from using it (I didn't mind!) so I have never been a lawn mower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who cooks dinner? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is more stubborn? We are both stubborn in certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who kissed who first? He kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who asked who out? We started hanging out as apartments, his roomies and mine and then he asked me on our first single date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who proposed? He did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is more sensitive? Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who has more friends? Tim, he jokes that we had to have Jacie so I would have a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who has more siblings? Tim, an older brother, a twin, and two younger sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who wears the pants in the relationship? I think that we both wear them. We are pretty good at compromising although Tim says tie goes to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am NOT it!!! I tag Kori, Marianne, Loni and Brittany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-6651449051886726030?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/6651449051886726030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=6651449051886726030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6651449051886726030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6651449051886726030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/husband-tagged.html' title='Husband Tagged'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R_HHk42y3EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fMXaKrqbVoU/s72-c/family+pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-310990765803705999</id><published>2008-03-20T09:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:08:47.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>Maddux started walking!!!  I didn't think that he was that close but he proved me wrong.  This video is of Tim and Maddux.  Tim took the day off to watch  the kids while I was at work so it was a lazy morning for him, hence the bed head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f468aa3b3016a6e5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df468aa3b3016a6e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526076%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BD6EDFFF0F0CD95A905A641A2E809DF8F10EA6.450CFF69DC2328224DB143243D5A08C697FCF4C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df468aa3b3016a6e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrpUcOfQL5pkus-GRYeyYplWq3_g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df468aa3b3016a6e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526076%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BD6EDFFF0F0CD95A905A641A2E809DF8F10EA6.450CFF69DC2328224DB143243D5A08C697FCF4C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df468aa3b3016a6e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrpUcOfQL5pkus-GRYeyYplWq3_g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-310990765803705999?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f468aa3b3016a6e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/310990765803705999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=310990765803705999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/310990765803705999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/310990765803705999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-848098707858930345</id><published>2008-03-19T21:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:37:02.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snip Snip</title><content type='html'>Jacie had her first hair cut the other day. I know, she is 3 1/2 and I have never cut her hair. Well I tried the whole bang thing but that didn't work. The first time I cut them they were too short and not straight. I cried and immediately called my mom to ask if I had ruined her hair forever! I will leave the cutting of the hair to the professionals! It took a lot of convincing to get her to get it cut. She thought it was going to hurt and she would freak out every time I mentioned it. Luckily Brynn was great. She cut Ryleigh's hair first and showed her that it was going to be ok and then cut Jacie's. She realized that it did not hurt and actually held still for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179665290735311858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HeI42y2_I/AAAAAAAAADo/JbP8otK3otw/s320/P1010925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the girls after their cuts. They had been playing dress ups in Ryleigh's swimming suits. Jacie had the bottoms on wrong with a leg through the waist! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179667399564254210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HgDo2y3AI/AAAAAAAAADw/m7Yyf9xTcY4/s320/P1010944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These girls are definitely a handful! What cute girls though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179667463988763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HgHY2y3BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ei4hOgfq-P0/s320/P1010945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179667537003207714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HgLo2y3CI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wz2rNvGrQ10/s320/P1010946.JPG" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179667545593142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HgMI2y3DI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nUu70_4wl5M/s320/P1010947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-848098707858930345?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/848098707858930345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=848098707858930345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/848098707858930345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/848098707858930345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/snip-snip.html' title='Snip Snip'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R-HeI42y2_I/AAAAAAAAADo/JbP8otK3otw/s72-c/P1010925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7727136269588443428</id><published>2008-03-08T19:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:11:42.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stroller</title><content type='html'>I am in the market for a double stroller and need your opinion.  Which is better, a back to back or side by side?  I thought that I wanted a side by side but when I went and looked at them they don't seem very sturdy and they are almost as big folded up than a back to back.  I want something that folds up easily and fits in the car with room to spare.  I still need room for all my shopping!!! I also want something that is sturdy and going to last.  I know a lot to ask for with a double stroller.  Are any brands better than others?  Please respond, I am the worst when it comes to making purchase decisions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-7727136269588443428?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7727136269588443428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7727136269588443428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7727136269588443428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7727136269588443428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-stroller.html' title='New Stroller'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4747206745750505806</id><published>2008-03-04T17:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:40:30.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacies Tu Tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83qZewu9CI/AAAAAAAAADY/pLNRKKvqcoo/s1600-h/P1010898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174049270393664546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83qZewu9CI/AAAAAAAAADY/pLNRKKvqcoo/s320/P1010898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the "tu tu" that my mom got Jacie almost a year ago.  She has been in dance sine September and I have been unsuccessful in getting her to wear it until last week.  Every time that I would put it on her she would burst into tears so I would put one of her other leotards on.  Her reasoning was that it did not "twirl."  She has a skirt that she wears with her other leotards and it twirls when she does.  This leotard or as she calls it her "tu tu" is stiff and doesn't' twirl.  I don't know why she had the change of heart but she did!  I wonder how long it will be before she will wear it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-4747206745750505806?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4747206745750505806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4747206745750505806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4747206745750505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4747206745750505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/jacies-tu-tu.html' title='Jacies Tu Tu'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83qZewu9CI/AAAAAAAAADY/pLNRKKvqcoo/s72-c/P1010898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-4191110340704511393</id><published>2008-03-04T17:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:31:39.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83ovewu9BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EXe34sQNJ8g/s1600-h/P1010876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174047449327531026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83ovewu9BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EXe34sQNJ8g/s320/P1010876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you ever get sick of having holiday candy around the house?  I do.  It seems like when you finally get rid of it the next holiday is here with plenty of new candy.  Jacie had a Valentines party in preschool and came home with a generous amount of sugar.  She was very kind though and shared with Maddux.  He loved his sucker!  Both of my kids have been blessed or cursed with my sweet tooth.  It could be all of the chocolate and sugar that I consume during my pregnancies and while nursing!  Maybe Tims influence with rub off on them someday, but probably not!!&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/479701779793448142-4191110340704511393?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/4191110340704511393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=4191110340704511393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4191110340704511393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/4191110340704511393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-tooth.html' title='Sweet Tooth'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R83ovewu9BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EXe34sQNJ8g/s72-c/P1010876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-8600439884900731414</id><published>2008-02-21T15:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:15:58.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pilot</title><content type='html'>I finally have an SUV - a Honda Pilot!!  Our lease was up on our Altima so we decided it was time to upgrade.  We got it at just the right time too ... can I say I LOVE 4 wheel drive.  It has been amazing in all of this stupid snow.  Some things that I love are the heated seats, having a toasty warm rear just makes everything better.  It has what they call a conversation mirror that lets you see what is going on in the back seat, a great thing to check up on Jacie and see what she is doing to Maddux! I enjoy being up high, you totally feel safer.  I feel like a total mom in a big car!  It is nice for carpooling also.  The little boy that we take to preschool would always say "Im Squished"  I always felt bad making him sit between 2 carseats, now he has plenty of room! Pretty much I love my new car and am excited every time that I drive it, and would recomend it to anyone.  Also if you know of anyone that wants an Altima let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-8600439884900731414?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/8600439884900731414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=8600439884900731414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8600439884900731414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/8600439884900731414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-pilot.html' title='My Pilot'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-3871195882135140256</id><published>2008-01-29T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:26:07.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>So both of my kids have been sick, again.  Jacie started with it two Saturdays ago.  She is almost over it but she still has her chronic cough and a runny nose.  Now Maddux has it.  He has been sick for almost a week now and just can't seem to get over it.  I am taking him to the Dr today.  His little nose is so raw and he HATES that blue bulb syringe.  He coughs, he doesn't want to eat, he doesn't want to be put down, and he always wants to sleep with me.  That means no sleep for me, but who needs sleep right!  Last night he would not let me put him down.  It was so frustrating because I would get him to sleep and then try and put him down.  He would wake up and scream, I would pick him up and then scream for another 5 - 10 minutes; which at 11:30 at night seems like an eternity.  One of the things that sucks when your kids are sick is that you can't do any of your every day chores.  My house is a wreck, I haven't gone grocery shopping forever and I haven't done laundry.  Luckily I have a great husband that is totally understanding and helps out a ton.  Anyway, enough complaining.  Hopefully they will get over this and be well, until next month!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-3871195882135140256?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/3871195882135140256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=3871195882135140256' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3871195882135140256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/3871195882135140256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick AGAIN!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5432503491079423337</id><published>2008-01-15T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:21:52.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the GO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R40jbFw8a9I/AAAAAAAAADI/__5zWS612jg/s1600-h/christmas+07+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155816096719989714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R40jbFw8a9I/AAAAAAAAADI/__5zWS612jg/s320/christmas+07+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddux is getting so big and learning so many new things. He is into everything! I have to watch him like a hawk. When Jacie was younger I could leave her in front of a Baby Einstein and go take a shower, come back and she would still be there happy as can be. Maddux, NO WAY! He finds the littlest piece of whatever on the floor and eats it. I have pulled more stuff out of his mouth at 9 months than I ever did with Jacie. My parents just got back from a cruise and in the week that they were gone Maddux started clapping, clicking his tongue, climbed a stair, is trying to stand up on everything, and is now crawling on all fours not the commando crawl. If only he would learn to sleep through the night!!! He has also learned how to defend himself from Jacie - he BITES! He has left some nice welts on her face. Tim and I kind of laugh because most of the time she deserves it! Oh the joy having kids brings! Maddux is a great kid though and loves his sister. He always gives her kisses and always gets a big smile every time she comes into the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5432503491079423337?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5432503491079423337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5432503491079423337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5432503491079423337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5432503491079423337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-go.html' title='On the GO!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R40jbFw8a9I/AAAAAAAAADI/__5zWS612jg/s72-c/christmas+07+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-2482306383980692544</id><published>2008-01-03T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T16:33:56.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tIVw8a4I/AAAAAAAAACg/u70hagAGKb4/s1600-h/christmas+07+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151393538830527362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tIVw8a4I/AAAAAAAAACg/u70hagAGKb4/s320/christmas+07+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie had a school program and Santa came, she was very excited to tell him that she wanted a house for Christmas, not a doll house a big house with a fridge, TV, car, and baby. Who knew that she would want to move out at 3 years old, I didn't think that would happen until she was a teenager!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tI1w8a5I/AAAAAAAAACo/TidcuqrDcRk/s1600-h/christmas+07+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151393547420461970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tI1w8a5I/AAAAAAAAACo/TidcuqrDcRk/s320/christmas+07+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddux also sat on Santas lap, he loved it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tJlw8a6I/AAAAAAAAACw/j-175EJVP4Q/s1600-h/christmas+07+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151393560305363874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tJlw8a6I/AAAAAAAAACw/j-175EJVP4Q/s320/christmas+07+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Jacie Christmas morning. She came down stairs and said "My house" man were we lucky!! She has been making meals ever since.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tKFw8a7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/c-Q68e_Rsto/s1600-h/christmas+07+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151393568895298482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tKFw8a7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/c-Q68e_Rsto/s320/christmas+07+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddux spent Christmas in Manti on my dads lap. I hardly even saw what he got because my dad just opened all his presents. It was nice only to worry about one kid!  Thanks dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tKlw8a8I/AAAAAAAAADA/Y6GewoCD3gU/s1600-h/christmas+07+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151393577485233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tKlw8a8I/AAAAAAAAADA/Y6GewoCD3gU/s320/christmas+07+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim got Rock Band. He was totally stoked. I knew he was getting it and secretly took his XBOX to Manti. He did see it when he was unloading the car, I thought I was busted but he told me he didn't know why I had brought it until after he opened it. We spent all Christmas day playing it and had a BLAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-2482306383980692544?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/2482306383980692544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=2482306383980692544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2482306383980692544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/2482306383980692544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R31tIVw8a4I/AAAAAAAAACg/u70hagAGKb4/s72-c/christmas+07+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-6862080036966215826</id><published>2008-01-03T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T16:07:44.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Chirstmas</title><content type='html'>We had a great Christmas. We spent Christmas Eve with Tims extended family. We were home for Christmas morning. Jacie woke up at 4:30, Maddux woke up shortly after to eat, by the time we gave up trying to get Jacie to go back to sleep our alarm would have gone off in 15 minutes. We opened our presents then went over to Tims parents, opened presents there and then drove to Manti. I think that Jacie now thinks that Christmas day is spent by ALL day opening presents!! That night in Manti both our kids were sick. Jacie had a fever and sore throat (which ended up being strep) and Maddux had a barky cough so I was all prepared to spend the night outside with croup. New Years Eve we went to some friends but only stayed until 10 because I had to work New Years. I am glad that the holidays are now over and I can get back into our normal routine, I have no idea what day it is and what I am suppose to be doing! My kids are finally getting over being sick, although give them another 2 weeks and I am sure they will be sick again! Things are finally getting back to normal. Now I just have to put all our Christmas stuff away and get all my primary stuff done. I am the sec in primary and when you have about 150 kids to put into new classes it takes some time! Hope all of you have a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-6862080036966215826?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/6862080036966215826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=6862080036966215826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6862080036966215826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6862080036966215826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-chirstmas.html' title='Our Chirstmas'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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-479701779793448142.post-6014002730109960681</id><published>2007-12-10T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:13:49.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BhVucjoI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rhlxs_RKUyI/s1600-h/family+pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408759294594690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BhVucjoI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rhlxs_RKUyI/s320/family+pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BiFucjpI/AAAAAAAAACI/zBPcxNT7V0E/s1600-h/Jacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408772179496594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BiFucjpI/AAAAAAAAACI/zBPcxNT7V0E/s320/Jacie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BiVucjqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6Nh675lB9l4/s1600-h/Maddux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408776474463906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BiVucjqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6Nh675lB9l4/s320/Maddux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BilucjrI/AAAAAAAAACY/OMA3DYl8ew8/s1600-h/Maddux+is+sleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408780769431218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BilucjrI/AAAAAAAAACY/OMA3DYl8ew8/s320/Maddux+is+sleigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend Amanda took these adorable pictures.  Picture day is always a stressful day but they turned out great.  Thanks Amanda&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/479701779793448142-6014002730109960681?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/6014002730109960681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=6014002730109960681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6014002730109960681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/6014002730109960681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R12BhVucjoI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rhlxs_RKUyI/s72-c/family+pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-5270100687401817174</id><published>2007-12-10T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:06:56.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R11-PVucjnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TfAG5xSKLJE/s1600-h/25OCT07+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142405151522066034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R11-PVucjnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TfAG5xSKLJE/s320/25OCT07+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I haven't posted for a LONG time but hopefully I can get on the ball and do a little better! Halloween has come and gone as well as Thanksgiving and now Christmas is almost here. This year has flown by.  For Halloween, Jacie was Cinderella.  She wanted to be a blue princess, I was very excited when she finally said that is what she wanted to be because before that it was a "sharp tooth".  Maddux was a cute little pumpkin.  Thanksgiving was spent with the Bells.  It was great, the whole family was there!  Not much else has been going on.  Now I am just trying to get ready for Christmas.  I have only been shopping once and now there is only 2 weeks left!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-5270100687401817174?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/5270100687401817174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=5270100687401817174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5270100687401817174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/5270100687401817174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-still-here.html' title='I am still here!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/R11-PVucjnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TfAG5xSKLJE/s72-c/25OCT07+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-7678967012454980243</id><published>2007-10-27T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:33:21.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQeU0St11I/AAAAAAAAABU/UyK54eWem6s/s1600-h/25OCT07+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126255618837829458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQeU0St11I/AAAAAAAAABU/UyK54eWem6s/s320/25OCT07+310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQeVESt12I/AAAAAAAAABc/KIx54i2Soak/s1600-h/25OCT07+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126255623132796770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQeVESt12I/AAAAAAAAABc/KIx54i2Soak/s320/25OCT07+323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb-ESt1xI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NX9InbNZv58/s1600-h/25OCT07+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb-USt1yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-inrB5jhyoI/s1600-h/25OCT07+324.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb_ESt1zI/AAAAAAAAABE/IVzyewpqjKY/s1600-h/25OCT07+327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126253046152419122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb_ESt1zI/AAAAAAAAABE/IVzyewpqjKY/s320/25OCT07+327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb_kSt10I/AAAAAAAAABM/u0LKFLhcJGk/s1600-h/25OCT07+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126253054742353730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQb_kSt10I/AAAAAAAAABM/u0LKFLhcJGk/s320/25OCT07+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Last week it snowed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; couldn't wait to get out and play in it. We dug out all of her winter clothes. Last year they were too big and now they are too small. She has grown so much this year. I haven't noticed it until I look at her warm clothes that she wore just a few months ago and there is no way any of them will fit her. It is like she skipped the whole 3T she went from 2T to 4T and now a big girls 4, when shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt; Place. She is getting so big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Speaking of getting big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; is almost 7 months old. Where have those months gone? He is a chunk weighing in at about 20 pounds. Some nights I go to bed with major lower back pain from packing him around all day! He is starting to talk more and getting close to crawling. He wants to eat everything and is starting to enjoy solid foods (it took him awhile before he liked them!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Back to the snow --- Tim took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; out and made a snowman. It was great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt; snow! He actually made 2, because the first one fell over and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; freaked out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/479701779793448142-7678967012454980243?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/7678967012454980243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=7678967012454980243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7678967012454980243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/7678967012454980243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2007/10/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQeU0St11I/AAAAAAAAABU/UyK54eWem6s/s72-c/25OCT07+310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-1065896869211221166</id><published>2007-10-27T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:01:21.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWNkSt1sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/buLe5bGw_sU/s1600-h/25OCT07+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126246698190755522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWNkSt1sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/buLe5bGw_sU/s320/25OCT07+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacie on her first day of school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWOUSt1tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KYDRf18z3f8/s1600-h/25OCT07+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126246711075657426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWOUSt1tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KYDRf18z3f8/s320/25OCT07+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWOkSt1uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CEuN5ZDGdCo/s1600-h/25OCT07+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126246715370624738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWOkSt1uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CEuN5ZDGdCo/s320/25OCT07+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first day of dance.  Everyone was so excited, including moms!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacie loves going to dance but picking out her leotard is a fight every week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim is feeding Maddux rice cereal, he's still getting used to it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWPUSt1vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jsiGDf1agYI/s1600-h/25OCT07+288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126246728255526642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWPUSt1vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jsiGDf1agYI/s320/25OCT07+288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWPkSt1wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Szk7PwY8J8/s1600-h/25OCT07+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126246732550493954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWPkSt1wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Szk7PwY8J8/s320/25OCT07+295.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddux just chillin in his swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-1065896869211221166?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/1065896869211221166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=1065896869211221166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1065896869211221166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/1065896869211221166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2007/10/jacie-on-her-first-day-of-school-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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/_gsvBfOyY9nE/RyQWNkSt1sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/buLe5bGw_sU/s72-c/25OCT07+278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-479701779793448142.post-195235965128894426</id><published>2007-10-05T20:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:24:07.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here is my first post as a blogger! Hopefully this will help everyone keep up on things going on in our family and pictures. So here is whats going on..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacie&lt;/span&gt; is in preschool and dance. She loves both of them. She loves to get in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leotard&lt;/span&gt; and tap all over the house. It is so cute to see her in class trying to do what the teacher says. There are 7 kids in her class, 4 from our neighborhood, they are all adorable. Preschool is great, she is already learning to write her ABC's and her name. I would have never got her going on writing the letters only learning them. She loves school and so do I, 2 hours with her away and usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; takes a nap during that time so I have like an hour all to myself, it is heaven! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maddux&lt;/span&gt; is already 6 months old, I can't believe it. He is 19 pounds and 27 inches long and still growing like a weed! His smile lights up the room. He is turning into a mommas boy, if I leave the room he starts to cry, it is cute right now but could get really annoying. Tim is still at Zions and I still work 1 day a week at Primary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt;. I love my job but it sure is nice to be home most of the time. Hopefully I can keep up on this blog and look forward to hearing from our friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/479701779793448142-195235965128894426?l=timandkarabell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/feeds/195235965128894426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=479701779793448142&amp;postID=195235965128894426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/195235965128894426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/479701779793448142/posts/default/195235965128894426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timandkarabell.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02501386944179880582</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></feed>
