<?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-5073733631906639173</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:23:24.258-07:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='Name'/><category term='picnic'/><category term='Home sweet home'/><category term='family pictures'/><category term='baby'/><category term='easter'/><category term='Farm Life'/><category term='slideshow'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Amazing Ashby Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>The life and times of the Ashby Family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-6809086953362507780</id><published>2010-05-18T00:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:48:52.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smores Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things in the world is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get my loved ones together, build a fire, and eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt;. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2_UYDalI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DS2kgONtbSg/s1600/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472496958637828690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2_UYDalI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DS2kgONtbSg/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2-3nKiBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/avQ9cWxHONQ/s1600/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472496950916581394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2-3nKiBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/avQ9cWxHONQ/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krista, with a mouth full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2-A72NFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ygk1Gj9NW14/s1600/IMG_3247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472496936239379538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2-A72NFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ygk1Gj9NW14/s320/IMG_3247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica, enjoying the fruits of her labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I29tZWf2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ckxDEXyMdHo/s1600/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472496930994421602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I29tZWf2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ckxDEXyMdHo/s320/IMG_3259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mimi!!!!! YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-6809086953362507780?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6809086953362507780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=6809086953362507780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/6809086953362507780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/6809086953362507780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/05/smores-anyone.html' title='Smores Anyone?'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_I2_UYDalI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DS2kgONtbSg/s72-c/IMG_3266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-4516873964414761530</id><published>2010-05-18T00:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:33:37.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="533" height="331" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ffe6d1bcd58d6c87" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4516873964414761530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=4516873964414761530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/4516873964414761530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/4516873964414761530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/05/enjoy-this-cute-boy-and-his-firts-steps.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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-5073733631906639173.post-8476057899930398432</id><published>2010-05-18T00:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:23:41.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw-Ute0WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8oS4QJV-C70/s1600/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472490344478069090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw-Ute0WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8oS4QJV-C70/s320/DSC01152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zack is sure getting big.  He just had his first birthday, and we can't believe how the time has flown bye.  This is the toy he got, and he loves it.  It helps him walk around all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw905QdSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/T8Bci-o6ZT0/s1600/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472490335937525026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw905QdSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/T8Bci-o6ZT0/s320/DSC01160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack's birthday cake.  He made the biggest mess. We had to take his chair outside and use the hose to clean it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw9eTwyHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XZpz_939wAA/s1600/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472490329874679922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw9eTwyHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XZpz_939wAA/s320/DSC01147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like Dad, like Son.  He was helping his dad put his new toy together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay, he really just wanted to eat the screwdriver.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-8476057899930398432?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8476057899930398432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=8476057899930398432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8476057899930398432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8476057899930398432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/05/turning-one.html' title='Turning ONE!!'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S_Iw-Ute0WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8oS4QJV-C70/s72-c/DSC01152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-2822432325055838446</id><published>2010-03-12T20:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:05:06.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who says that boys don't help in the kitchen?&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was in the girls room cleaning up toys, and getting them ready for bed. Zack crawled out of the room and went off to play.    Now most of the time he goes into his room and pulls all his toys off the shelf.  When I went into the kitchen this is what I found.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447961658153613426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S5sMQ3gxuHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vt7A6Ii_Sm0/s320/DSC01055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the dishes in the dishwasher were dirty, but he was helping me unload anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Zack for all your help and many great laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5073733631906639173-2822432325055838446?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2822432325055838446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=2822432325055838446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2822432325055838446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2822432325055838446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-says-that-boys-dont-help-in-kitchen.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S5sMQ3gxuHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vt7A6Ii_Sm0/s72-c/DSC01055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-9096747096382245161</id><published>2010-01-24T17:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:14:25.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does a snow queen and a black eye have in common?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1zoJ15iZHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nRoX7NZYQoE/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430470506486850674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1zoJ15iZHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nRoX7NZYQoE/s320/IMG_2709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All winter long Emma has been wanting to build a snow queen.  So this last snow storm we got Uncle Craig came over and helped them build the best snow queen I have ever seen.  You can't tell from this picture, but she is very well endowed(Andrew helped with that part).  After church today they wanted to take a picture of her before she melted away.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1zoJVk2CPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BKfgoGhECJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430470497810122994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1zoJVk2CPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BKfgoGhECJ0/s320/IMG_2705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Thursday I got a call from Emma's teacher telling me that she fell on the playground and hit her eye.  Three days later this is what it looks like.  It gets more and more purple every day.  The morning after she hit it her eye was swollen shut.  She missed two days of school and got a lot of attention at church.  She was kinda embarrassed, but I told her is looked really cool.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Just another week at the Ashby house!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-9096747096382245161?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9096747096382245161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=9096747096382245161' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/9096747096382245161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/9096747096382245161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-snow-queen-and-black-eye-have.html' title='What does a snow queen and a black eye have in common?'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1zoJ15iZHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nRoX7NZYQoE/s72-c/IMG_2709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-6810491770409597222</id><published>2010-01-16T22:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:23:43.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1Ksbe4jD_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ifBIpbE1aFU/s1600-h/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1Ksbe4jD_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ifBIpbE1aFU/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427590089081556978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1Ksa9tIUFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5EiXpYtC25M/s1600-h/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1Ksa9tIUFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5EiXpYtC25M/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427590080175296594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsaZpnhwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-7M6X9hp24M/s1600-h/IMG_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsaZpnhwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-7M6X9hp24M/s320/IMG_2569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427590070496888578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsaOnr2pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FjWfcHP-MVA/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsaOnr2pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FjWfcHP-MVA/s320/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427590067535993490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsZgclK5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/iWrdVwTSBXA/s1600-h/IMG_2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1KsZgclK5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/iWrdVwTSBXA/s320/IMG_2590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427590055141387154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back on the last year, my family has had many changes.  The best change was having Zack come into our family.  He is a great little boy, full of energy and spunk.  In September Emma went to her first year of school, and then we moved.  Four days before Thanksgiving we moved back.  Why all the moving?  Well, many reasons, but mostly because it was the best thing for my family.  All changes are not easy, and ours were not, but now that we can see the past we are grateful for all that the change has brought us.  I have many things in my life to be grateful for, but most of all are these wounderful kids. As you can see they have also changed in many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-6810491770409597222?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6810491770409597222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=6810491770409597222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/6810491770409597222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/6810491770409597222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/S1Ksbe4jD_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ifBIpbE1aFU/s72-c/IMG_2617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-1341058213112872152</id><published>2010-01-04T23:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:24:22.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>This year for Christmas Marci &amp;amp; I gave my family their last name spelled on blocks.  As part of the gift, we found a song by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dierks&lt;/span&gt; Bentley "My Last Name."  It talks about being a part of something and how special it should be.  Here is the link if you want to listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUYzCbZLS0Y"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUYzCbZLS0Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is the link for the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/Dierks%20Bentley%20Lyrics/My%20Last%20Name%20Lyrics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.lyrics007.com/Dierks%20Bentley%20Lyrics/My%20Last%20Name%20Lyrics.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-1341058213112872152?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1341058213112872152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=1341058213112872152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1341058213112872152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1341058213112872152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-gift.html' title='Christmas Gift'/><author><name>Drew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688541892706519839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SfUbKnLmhLI/AAAAAAAAACo/K0cQbATLanM/S220/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-1333968461876219445</id><published>2009-10-09T13:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:16:41.827-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home sweet home'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many of you know that we have moved.  This is our new house.  Yes I know that it looks like a old barn.  That is because it is.  We have some land not far from my parents house that we are trying to build a house on.  We are living with my parents and trying to save money for the build. This little old barn has two bedrooms and a bathroom.  We have a very close family.  Life is good! We look forward to our future. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VmPKAjpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5bw_aiHPxks/s1600-h/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691763121852050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VmPKAjpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5bw_aiHPxks/s320/IMG_2434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While being at mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; house we have come to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acquire&lt;/span&gt; many animals.  My brother Luke gave Emma a little puppy.  She calls him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rascal&lt;/span&gt;.  He is cute and loves to play with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VlH8lWGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/z4TnJsO_zmY/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691744006625378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VlH8lWGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/z4TnJsO_zmY/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were playing around my parents house with this toy horse.  They were all on it at once. They sure thought they were funny.  Crazy cute girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-Vkm1TUGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hzg7AWe3eNc/s1600-h/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691735117713506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-Vkm1TUGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hzg7AWe3eNc/s320/IMG_2405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krista loves the kitties at my mom's.  She has been so cute with them.  She grabs them every chance she has and loves up to them.  They are so good with her.  They put up with so much.  Krista and Jessica dress them up in doll clothes and push them around in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stroller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VkM0L9ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gKktYV2zwH8/s1600-h/IMG_2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691728133715346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VkM0L9ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gKktYV2zwH8/s320/IMG_2428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out my kids holloween costumes the other day and all the kids tried them on.  Zack is going to be a puppy.  Emma thought it would be fun to take a picture of Zack with Rascal.  I think she was right.  They look alike don't you think.  Zack has been growing up so fast.  He wants to be playing with his sisters.  He is so close to sitting up on his own, and I am sure that it will only be time before he is off chasing after them.  He loved playing with the puppy and being outside.  We have loved the fall weather, and look forward to playing in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VjZx4auI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iZB8VJmuKJc/s1600-h/IMG_2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691714433837794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VjZx4auI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iZB8VJmuKJc/s320/IMG_2421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-1333968461876219445?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1333968461876219445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=1333968461876219445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1333968461876219445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1333968461876219445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/10/many-of-you-know-that-we-have-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Ss-VmPKAjpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5bw_aiHPxks/s72-c/IMG_2434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-8538484686800591597</id><published>2009-09-27T16:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:37:53.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zacky&lt;/span&gt;-Po-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Packy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sr_0hms8SZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_h98NaOocVs/s1600-h/IMG_2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386292537520310674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sr_0hms8SZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_h98NaOocVs/s320/IMG_2396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zack sure is growing up fast.  He smiles every time I talk to him.  I wish all of my kids smiled when I said hello to them.  I love how easy going he is, just like his dad.  Every time I change his diaper he laughs. His sides are so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ticklish&lt;/span&gt;. He is my most active baby.  I know that he will be running around the house before I know it.  My mom tells him that he looks more like Andrew then Andrew looks like Andrew.  My little boy is such a joy.  I am so thankful that he is in our family.  We call him Po-pack.  Emma started to call him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zacky&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;packy&lt;/span&gt; when he was first born, and the name has just stuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sr_0hCCpI_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/oScEDztUTEw/s1600-h/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386292527679218674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sr_0hCCpI_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/oScEDztUTEw/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-8538484686800591597?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8538484686800591597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=8538484686800591597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8538484686800591597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8538484686800591597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/zacky-po-packy-zack-sure-is-growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sr_0hms8SZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_h98NaOocVs/s72-c/IMG_2396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-8646388649001485164</id><published>2009-08-24T15:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:54:37.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The summer has blown by, and I have so much I want to blog about. The sad part is... I no longer have the internet. I only get the chance when I make time to go to my moms. So here is a little update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373655910818921602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMPlH2KPII/AAAAAAAAADw/hL4PyQHrQ4E/s320/DSC00603.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Krista--My little girl just turned two. My how the time flies. She is such a joy in my life. I find myself just sitting back and watching her all of the time. Her smile is contages. She has been keeping me very busy this summer. She loves to take all her clothes off and run around the house in the nude. I don't love this so much, but she seams to be winning the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373663115693320146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMWIgGE59I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VrP4hstCx-k/s320/IMG_2388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Zacky-po-packy-- I sure do love this little boy. He is so much fun and such a good boy. He is really getting to be fun. He loves to play patty-cake and laughs at me all the time. I love to see him smile. He looks so much like his daddy did when he was a baby. My mom tells me he looks more like Andrew then Andrew looks like Andrew. I can't belive how fast he is growing up. I feer that before I know it, he will be off on his mission and trying to conquer the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373659795498371266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMTHPZ6iMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LWBRWFj2G60/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373659816890528898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMTIfGM9II/AAAAAAAAAE4/5NKlwMAWALs/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373659800702200098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMTHiymqSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/7Fwqi5Oga98/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373659784080781778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMTGk3v8dI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YNzXfZMCTzo/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373659773201109762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMTF8V1UwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6x9BZE1AZgM/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrew and I took the kids to the Zoo for Kristas birthday.  Krista was being a monkey while looking at the monkeys.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-8646388649001485164?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8646388649001485164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=8646388649001485164' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8646388649001485164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/8646388649001485164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-has-blown-by-and-i-have-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SpMPlH2KPII/AAAAAAAAADw/hL4PyQHrQ4E/s72-c/DSC00603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-3208397418068434645</id><published>2009-06-28T20:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:20:10.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574315835472674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp-ylAuyI/AAAAAAAAADY/A9N0Dqrwck8/s320/IMG_1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the 14th of June Andrew blessed our little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a wounderful day.  Ron and Becky (Andrew's parents) came down to be apart of Zacks day.  My parents, the kids at home, Steve, and Deven and their families all came. We had good food and a wounderful blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp_Ncx_SI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODRMvAGnhG4/s1600-h/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574323048709410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp_Ncx_SI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODRMvAGnhG4/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Andrew did such a great job blessing his little boy.  It has been so much fun watching Andrew care for and play with Zack.  He has always been good with his girls, but I can tell that Zack has a special place in his Dads heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp-eqhw-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-AcPPRpsA8/s1600-h/IMG_1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574310489900002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp-eqhw-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-AcPPRpsA8/s320/IMG_1530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zack looked like such a big boy in his blessing suit.  Grandma did such a good job on the vest and pants.  She has always made each of our children their blessing day clothes.  They are very lucky kids to have such a loving Grandma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-3208397418068434645?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3208397418068434645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=3208397418068434645' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/3208397418068434645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/3208397418068434645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-14th-of-june-andrew-blessed-our.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Skgp-ylAuyI/AAAAAAAAADY/A9N0Dqrwck8/s72-c/IMG_1548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-3627232578836735387</id><published>2009-05-20T16:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:57:06.093-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby boy blue!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love having Zack as part of our family.  He is such a good little boy, he hardly makes a noise.  Only little squeeks when he wants fed.  I have really been blessed with baby #4.  Enjoy a few pitures of our boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b3.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=3458764513838813619&amp;amp;site=widget-b3.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&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=3458764513838813619&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p1/3458764513838813619/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513838813619&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p2/3458764513838813619/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3458764513838813619&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p4/3458764513838813619/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-3627232578836735387?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3627232578836735387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=3627232578836735387' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/3627232578836735387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/3627232578836735387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-boy-blue.html' title='Baby boy blue!!'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-7168260888065772143</id><published>2009-05-19T18:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:57:24.754-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family pictures'/><title type='text'>BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNg9j-oWmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JiAWUaR15nM/s1600-h/family-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337716594110388834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNg9j-oWmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JiAWUaR15nM/s320/family-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today as I was getting the girls dressed I noticed that I had put them all in blue. Then I started to dress Zack and of course I put him in blue. We then thought it would be a great day to go take family pictures. We did the best we could. Zack was great, he slept the whole time. Emma only pouted half the time. Jessica was the best, but wanted to pick all the flowers at the temple. Krista just wanted to run and jump. She would not sit for a picture. We had a great day and did end up getting a few good shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWTSozJCI/AAAAAAAAACc/DSvDgrduPuM/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337704872784634914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWTSozJCI/AAAAAAAAACc/DSvDgrduPuM/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack is growing more and more every day, but boy is he cute. He sure looks good in dark blue. He is a great sleeper(for a new born) and loves his sisters. I never knew how much a little boy would fill a void in our home. He is a very special spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337704879621602562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWTsG2_QI/AAAAAAAAACk/JkM9OZQRGIc/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Krista always makes me smile. She is so funny and energetic. She loves to jump ( and can really jump well for a 2 year old), she jumps all day long. She had so much fun playing in the gate at the temple. We couldn't pass up such a cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWTDSx34I/AAAAAAAAACU/eB4lXIKj9ss/s1600-h/IMG_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337704868665745282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWTDSx34I/AAAAAAAAACU/eB4lXIKj9ss/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica is a great helper. She loves to hold Zack. She gets me burp rags, diapers, wipes, and any thing else I ask for. She is always talking about when Zack grows up and becomes her big brother. I keep telling her that he will never be her big brother, but she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWS_r69VI/AAAAAAAAACM/-oi59-UUxCY/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337704867697456466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNWS_r69VI/AAAAAAAAACM/-oi59-UUxCY/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma loves to pose for pictures. She is also a very big help, but not the little momma that Jessica is. She is more help with Krista as I try to care for Zack. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have her as my first child. She always wants things just right. Having any thing out of place drives her crazy. It is very helpful to me. She keeps things picked up and in the right place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-7168260888065772143?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7168260888065772143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=7168260888065772143' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7168260888065772143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7168260888065772143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue.html' title='BLUE'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/ShNg9j-oWmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JiAWUaR15nM/s72-c/family-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-7246233342336396710</id><published>2009-05-08T09:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:32:20.057-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>First Born Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLoM7uFzI/AAAAAAAAADg/pyCcB6sz1qw/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333471012752070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLoM7uFzI/AAAAAAAAADg/pyCcB6sz1qw/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLnh3neOI/AAAAAAAAADY/cocMP8jASG4/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333471001192134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLnh3neOI/AAAAAAAAADY/cocMP8jASG4/s400/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLnRCXNYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ctcID8zomRw/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470996673803650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLnRCXNYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ctcID8zomRw/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLm2gSTXI/AAAAAAAAADI/M-SpgQ1kcTU/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470989551553906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLm2gSTXI/AAAAAAAAADI/M-SpgQ1kcTU/s400/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our son has finally arrived!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zackery Wade Ashby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 7 May 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 11:49am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 6 lbs 15.4 ozs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Length: 20"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-7246233342336396710?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7246233342336396710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=7246233342336396710' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7246233342336396710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7246233342336396710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-born-son.html' title='First Born Son'/><author><name>Drew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688541892706519839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SfUbKnLmhLI/AAAAAAAAACo/K0cQbATLanM/S220/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SgRLoM7uFzI/AAAAAAAAADg/pyCcB6sz1qw/s72-c/IMG_0599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-2213093982592824142</id><published>2009-05-05T20:32:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:21:51.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what MAY!!!</title><content type='html'>On the first day of May I was so happy to know that the month I will have this baby has finally come. It had been a long few weeks, and I needed a break, one last adventure. Andrew and I thought it would be a fun (yet dumb) idea to take the kids to the zoo. I have wanted to go to the zoo for weeks, but being large with child the time had never seemed right. Even though it was a dumb idea we went for it. At 1:00 friday afternoon we loaded up the kids and hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538198098582274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgD7PPjeGwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zwM_YLK9AOQ/s400/DSC00547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utah's Hogle Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Emma wanted a picture with this &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; elephant the moment we walked into the zoo. The kids had so much fun listening to it play a little song and then shoot air out of its nose. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332539959004726306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgD81vcNhCI/AAAAAAAAABE/drbMbk0nwAk/s400/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Emma, Jessica, Krista with the Aardema boys Benson, Porter, and Tanner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332549410835792482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgEFb6QWAmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Iq0D4bh9ZcE/s200/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma &amp;amp; Benson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Future engagement picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332553103964332898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgEIy4OzY2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/szmeBq_xdxM/s320/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanner &amp;amp; Krista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Our Little Monkeys looking at the big monkey"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332553093517060338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgEIyRT-qPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HvuHP-e_Llc/s320/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all it was a successful day, I would say that it measured up to the girls expectations.  It was a joy to see the expressions on the girls faces as they explored each exhibit.  It was a good day to be at the zoo, with the weather, not many people were there.  We had free run of the place.  One last grand adventure before our next challenge...the new bundle of joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-2213093982592824142?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2213093982592824142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=2213093982592824142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2213093982592824142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2213093982592824142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-what-may.html' title='Come what MAY!!!'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SgD7PPjeGwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zwM_YLK9AOQ/s72-c/DSC00547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-7089640855960373044</id><published>2009-04-23T18:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:21:34.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Grandma and Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f6.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=3530822107874444790&amp;amp;site=widget-f6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&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=3530822107874444790&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p1/3530822107874444790/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107874444790&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p2/3530822107874444790/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107874444790&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p4/3530822107874444790/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night I got a phone call from Andrew's step dad asking if he and Becky could come to visit.  Tuesday afternoon Ron and Becky showed up and spent the next three days with Andrew and I and our girls.  We had lots of fun.  We started by taking them to "the farm".  Emma had lots of fun pulling Grandma from animal to animal.  Krista just enjoyed being outside and Jessica just loves being with animals.  The next day Andrew took them all over to Fantasy Canyon (I didn't go because I had a docters apointment).  The girls had a great time and Ron and Becky enjoyed the interesting rock formations.  We played games, ate great food, talk lots, stayed up late and most of all had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; time.  We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that they were able to come spend time with us and we can't wait for the next grand adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-7089640855960373044?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7089640855960373044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=7089640855960373044' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7089640855960373044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7089640855960373044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-with-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='Weekend with Grandma and Grandpa!'/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-1556853692339270451</id><published>2009-04-23T14:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:35:59.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-244fdc0d508a32cf" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D244fdc0d508a32cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331617764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65AB50FE55178A9804FE0B9D9BFAC1869E572363.7DABC49ED5D3426E0AA9D86199C2679E930E5CD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D244fdc0d508a32cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzHnalH2M05jqAGSf7aHVmKZFDG8&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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D244fdc0d508a32cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331617764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65AB50FE55178A9804FE0B9D9BFAC1869E572363.7DABC49ED5D3426E0AA9D86199C2679E930E5CD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D244fdc0d508a32cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzHnalH2M05jqAGSf7aHVmKZFDG8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved this video. I hope all of you enjoy it, and laugh as much as I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-1556853692339270451?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=244fdc0d508a32cf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1556853692339270451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=1556853692339270451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1556853692339270451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1556853692339270451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-loved-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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-5073733631906639173.post-2572738391572415830</id><published>2009-04-18T21:19:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:03:06.977-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZPRVX49I/AAAAAAAAABw/VjXM0FTztPA/s1600-h/Emma_Easter.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326237996949169106" style="WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZPRVX49I/AAAAAAAAABw/VjXM0FTztPA/s200/Emma_Easter.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZPmTdQkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gTW3-tnWn5E/s1600-h/Jess_Easter.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326238002578276930" style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZPmTdQkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gTW3-tnWn5E/s200/Jess_Easter.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZP-tLNiI/AAAAAAAAACA/AIFwz-BWcAE/s1600-h/Kris_Easter.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326238009128597026" style="WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZP-tLNiI/AAAAAAAAACA/AIFwz-BWcAE/s200/Kris_Easter.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lovely Easter weekend, although it started off sad. Marci's Grandfather DeVon McKee passed away Sunday before General Conference. His funeral was Saturday. Saturday was cold and rainy. It was a good funeral, all of the family was there. He was 86. Afterwards, we went back to Marci's parents house and visited with a lot of family while our children colored Easter Eggs. Sunday we had a family dinner for Diana's Birthday (Marci's youngest sister). Sunday was such a beautiful day with warm weather and the sun shining. We decided to do our Easter Egg Hunt then. This was the first year that Krista really got excited about it. The girls were so cute running around looking about for eggs. Marci couldn't resist snapping these photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326241146684098738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqcGnAsyLI/AAAAAAAAACI/Hdhu-AqiR5M/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Monday we got together with Marci's family for our traditional Easter Picnic and went for a drive to the old farm where they used to grow alphalpha on approx. 3000 acres. It was a 30 year lease on Indian Land. They farmed that area until they their lease was over and couldn't be renewed. It was sad to see it has all gone back to looking like a desert, but it was fun to climb the hills that Marci climbed as a child. Krista loves being outside and couldn't get enough. Emma &amp;amp; Jessica were finding interesting rocks all over and wanted to take them all home. True to form, Krista started to copy her sisters and pick up little rocks and put them in her pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeTb0DQyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2BPq9g_mU2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326243566039810850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeTb0DQyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2BPq9g_mU2Q/s200/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeTiTW02I/AAAAAAAAACY/TWAFPQdijHA/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326243567781729122" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeTiTW02I/AAAAAAAAACY/TWAFPQdijHA/s200/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeT5TVSsI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pj4_ZWRVGkI/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326243573955644098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqeT5TVSsI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pj4_ZWRVGkI/s200/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we drove out to Fantasy Canyon, where we had our picnic. It is a very interesting formation out in the middle of this desert (of course everything out here is desert). Although the canyon isn't very long or deep, I could spend a lot of time there. There is a trail with little markers pointing out different formations. I was proud that my wife, great with child, had kept up all day. Hiking up the hills, exploring the canyon, squeezing through the rocks, and smiling all the while. On the way home we stopped at a sanddune and played in the sand. Just in case we didn't get enough exercise with all the tromping around. We tried to build a sand castle, but didn't have much luck with the dry sand. In the end, we settled for digging a hole. What a fun day...Marci &amp;amp; I got sunburned.&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/5073733631906639173-2572738391572415830?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2572738391572415830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=2572738391572415830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2572738391572415830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/2572738391572415830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Drew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688541892706519839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SfUbKnLmhLI/AAAAAAAAACo/K0cQbATLanM/S220/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k8iD1ysVIBU/SeqZPRVX49I/AAAAAAAAABw/VjXM0FTztPA/s72-c/Emma_Easter.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-7887533587690403252</id><published>2009-04-10T16:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:44:17.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sd_YkkpdFHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f_gN2hWl_cI/s1600-h/Silly_Faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323211407399654514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sd_YkkpdFHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f_gN2hWl_cI/s400/Silly_Faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, for all those mom's out there, this is for you to smile at. Being great with child these day's I feel the need for quite time. Krista is great, because she still naps, but Emma and Jessica are not so understanding. Yesterday I put Krista down around 3:00 and put a movie on for the other two. I asked them very nicely to be quite so I could have a little nap. The first 30 times they came into my room I was understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Emma hit me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jessica started it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mom, look at my owie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can I have a snack?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Emma hit me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jessica started it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MOM!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jessica smacked me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.................and on and on it went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 4:30 I was starting to loose it (in a very calm voice)"The next person who comes into my room, will be very, very sorry!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at this point I thought I had won. It had been a good 30 min and I was not bothered. They were happy and laughing. Then the phone rang. It was Andrew telling me he would be home soon. Well so much for a nap. it was time to start dinner. I walked into the kitchen and saw why Emma and Jessica had been having so much fun and laughing together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture this if you can. Each child had a hand towel, and three wash rags laid out and stacked on top of each other. On top of the pile of rags was a glass of milk. (okay so they were thirsty, right?) WRONG! They had gotten the chocolate milk mix out and a straw for each of them and were blowing mountains of chocolate bubbles. Now when I say mountains, I mean six inch cascading mountains of bubbles. They were so proud! Now if I were a good mom, and not 8 months pregnant, I would have grabbed my camera and had a great laugh with the two of them. Well as you can see, there is no picture. I was tired, and angry. They were good girls and helped me clean up the mess(and I didn't even have to yell). I was just walking to the sink to wring out the last of the rags, as Emma was going to put the chocolate milk mix away. Many of you know that Emma won't walk any place. She bounces. She did not have the lid on the mix very well, and before I knew it, my house was coated in a chocolate powder of dust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the joys of children. I love being a mom. It is the joy of my life. I don't love the messes that I am always cleaning, but I do love the joy that I see when I look at my girls. A few (many millions) of messes is nothing to pay for the gift the Lord has given me by letting me be a mother. Next time, I will remember to laugh (and take a picture) and not let motherhood overwhelm me. &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/5073733631906639173-7887533587690403252?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7887533587690403252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=7887533587690403252' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7887533587690403252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/7887533587690403252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-for-all-those-moms-out-there-this.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/Sd_YkkpdFHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f_gN2hWl_cI/s72-c/Silly_Faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-1652460397869657723</id><published>2009-03-10T23:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:30:54.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SbdJINqG5yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eFIC4bgbxRA/s1600-h/022609_1241%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311794690960844578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SbdJINqG5yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eFIC4bgbxRA/s320/022609_1241%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life on the farm is agreeable to the girls. They love to go with Grandpa to feed the cows. Only in the country can you get away with having five children, two adults, and one calf in the front of a truck...and no seat belts. Isn't country life great! On this adventure, my father-in-law and I took my three girls (Emma, Jessica &amp;amp; Krista) as well as two of Devin's children (Lorena &amp;amp; Ammon) to trade some hay for a calf with one of the neighboring farms. The only place we could put the calf (safely) was in the front of the truck, on the floor. Jessica was horrified that the calf poop on Grandpa's foot. Lucky for us it was the farm truck and didn't actually make a difference in the smell of the truck. Every time we go over to the farm, the girls don't miss the chance to go feed the animals, and this calf is no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073733631906639173-1652460397869657723?l=amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1652460397869657723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073733631906639173&amp;postID=1652460397869657723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1652460397869657723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073733631906639173/posts/default/1652460397869657723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingashbyadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-on-farm-is-agreeable-to-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>marci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770771045899739088</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/_mMCTHQWbTaQ/SbdJINqG5yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eFIC4bgbxRA/s72-c/022609_1241%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073733631906639173.post-1035660401291703003</id><published>2009-03-10T21:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:07:09.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Andrew and I have enjoyed so many friends and familys blogs, that we thought it was time to start are own.  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