<?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-1816059181830965205</id><updated>2012-01-16T11:27:39.833-05:00</updated><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Slacker'/><category term='Cuteness Overload'/><title type='text'>Bloggity-blog-blog</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog. I blog here. Blog. Blog blog blog blog blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7531313377563281079</id><published>2012-01-11T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:28:07.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee is Nine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There are a lot of things that I love about my sweet Kaylee. Here are just a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVsNOOjl_L4/Tw5NVaQ5V5I/AAAAAAAABXQ/daD2n3KRRZY/s1600/Christmas+110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVsNOOjl_L4/Tw5NVaQ5V5I/AAAAAAAABXQ/daD2n3KRRZY/s320/Christmas+110.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee does everything with gusto. There is no half-way with her; it's all or nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clGVSX-axks/Tw5NNrbRqmI/AAAAAAAABW4/mCkda9WEAxY/s1600/000_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clGVSX-axks/Tw5NNrbRqmI/AAAAAAAABW4/mCkda9WEAxY/s320/000_0123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HU_9owvIWaM/Tw5NRX7Km5I/AAAAAAAABXA/YGL43OsLnjo/s1600/000_0437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HU_9owvIWaM/Tw5NRX7Km5I/AAAAAAAABXA/YGL43OsLnjo/s320/000_0437.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee is such a princess! Of course, she can be a total tomboy, too. I think she celebrates the best of both worlds. I think Pixar's new film "Brave" is going to be right up her alley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AtTtbHsQmI/Tw5NTb_7UoI/AAAAAAAABXI/jlxHe5lFnP4/s1600/100_0666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--AtTtbHsQmI/Tw5NTb_7UoI/AAAAAAAABXI/jlxHe5lFnP4/s320/100_0666.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCgOQ_4xC0Y/Tw5OJfQ258I/AAAAAAAABYA/B9WDZj7BqyI/s1600/IMG_2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCgOQ_4xC0Y/Tw5OJfQ258I/AAAAAAAABYA/B9WDZj7BqyI/s320/IMG_2244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee finds joy EVERYWHERE. Her smile is amazing and her laugh is infectious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3tk7kM6X8E/Tw5NnL4uT_I/AAAAAAAABXg/pAHWEVGaXP8/s1600/IMG_0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3tk7kM6X8E/Tw5NnL4uT_I/AAAAAAAABXg/pAHWEVGaXP8/s320/IMG_0123.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee has a track record of making really great choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWJXreBHvwA/Tw5N1kpUqCI/AAAAAAAABXw/Oo0eAKLlYdg/s1600/IMG_0312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWJXreBHvwA/Tw5N1kpUqCI/AAAAAAAABXw/Oo0eAKLlYdg/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee is a spectacular friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAbBKvur0Ts/Tw5ODlzmSiI/AAAAAAAABX4/LSsFmwV-srA/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAbBKvur0Ts/Tw5ODlzmSiI/AAAAAAAABX4/LSsFmwV-srA/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee is a &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;big sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kaylee, we are so lucky to have you as part of our family. I just don't know what we'd do without you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAYLEE!&lt;/i&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/1816059181830965205-7531313377563281079?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7531313377563281079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7531313377563281079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7531313377563281079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7531313377563281079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2012/01/kaylee-is-nine.html' title='Kaylee is Nine!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVsNOOjl_L4/Tw5NVaQ5V5I/AAAAAAAABXQ/daD2n3KRRZY/s72-c/Christmas+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3030637377284414286</id><published>2011-11-01T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:35:02.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, where is this year going!? It seems like we just moved here but it has already been a year. I know. Crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last year, the kids were all pumpkins from a family pumpkin patch. This year, they decided to be a little more their own thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLnndrGDd3A/TrBVMBPK5xI/AAAAAAAABWE/addwPnDaBh4/s1600/DSCN0648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLnndrGDd3A/TrBVMBPK5xI/AAAAAAAABWE/addwPnDaBh4/s320/DSCN0648.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob as Phineas from "Phineas and Ferb"&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle as Belle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ms6dhF1ugg/TrBVlroWOfI/AAAAAAAABWM/_qGdBpH3xfU/s1600/DSCN0664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ms6dhF1ugg/TrBVlroWOfI/AAAAAAAABWM/_qGdBpH3xfU/s320/DSCN0664.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee channeling her inner Alex Russo from "Wizards of Waverly Place"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpiq6jvU7b0/TrBWRiUyBXI/AAAAAAAABWk/6CAR6UYAfLo/s1600/DSCN0679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpiq6jvU7b0/TrBWRiUyBXI/AAAAAAAABWk/6CAR6UYAfLo/s320/DSCN0679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our two Avengers - Matt as Captain America and Josh as Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHbbMHEUDI/TrBV06hr9oI/AAAAAAAABWU/LWUjZ-p8tgA/s1600/DSCN0669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHbbMHEUDI/TrBV06hr9oI/AAAAAAAABWU/LWUjZ-p8tgA/s320/DSCN0669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our pumpkins! From top left clockwise: Kaylee's, Jacob's, Matt's, and Josh's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2cxOt-bic3U/TrBWDadB1hI/AAAAAAAABWc/p-yoJfk0SYs/s1600/DSCN0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2cxOt-bic3U/TrBWDadB1hI/AAAAAAAABWc/p-yoJfk0SYs/s320/DSCN0676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole family! Gosh, that's a lot of kids!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3030637377284414286?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3030637377284414286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3030637377284414286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3030637377284414286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3030637377284414286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLnndrGDd3A/TrBVMBPK5xI/AAAAAAAABWE/addwPnDaBh4/s72-c/DSCN0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-997065013475695042</id><published>2011-08-18T12:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:02:52.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggXFk560clo/Tk1Fdiw_BpI/AAAAAAAABV4/OO75SeClnzc/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggXFk560clo/Tk1Fdiw_BpI/AAAAAAAABV4/OO75SeClnzc/s320/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642242282015884946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kx1p00EKbWo/Tk1FdSeo5LI/AAAAAAAABVw/sM61uZtGpiI/s1600/IMG_0653.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kx1p00EKbWo/Tk1FdSeo5LI/AAAAAAAABVw/sM61uZtGpiI/s320/IMG_0653.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642242277643969714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the first day of school. Actually, it still is seeing as the kids haven't come home yet. I thought I would put the pictures up, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&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/1816059181830965205-997065013475695042?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/997065013475695042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=997065013475695042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/997065013475695042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/997065013475695042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggXFk560clo/Tk1Fdiw_BpI/AAAAAAAABV4/OO75SeClnzc/s72-c/IMG_0654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6019921312063132946</id><published>2011-08-17T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:00:03.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Grateful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I am grateful for the interwebs because they allow me to vent my frustrations with life out into a relatively harmless void, thereby saving my husband and children from getting an earful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: I am not frustrated right now, nor have my husband or children done anything wrong. I'm just making an observation and expressing gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6019921312063132946?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6019921312063132946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6019921312063132946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6019921312063132946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6019921312063132946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-grateful.html' title='I Am Grateful...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4944292968832227789</id><published>2011-08-17T18:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:27:00.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's Dream</title><content type='html'>My eldest son shared with me a dream he had about a month ago, in the midst of all of the ridiculous debt ceiling nonsense. He told me that in his dream, he and his friends managed to earn all of the money needed to pay off the national debt. They took the money to Washington and gave it to the government. But, instead of paying off the debt, Congress decided to spend that money on a monument to themselves.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed like crazy and then died a little inside because that is probably what the government would have done in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4944292968832227789?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4944292968832227789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4944292968832227789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4944292968832227789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4944292968832227789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/08/jacobs-dream.html' title='Jacob&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7708245107754603531</id><published>2011-08-17T18:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:23:46.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Before the First Day of School</title><content type='html'>It is that time of year again when moms all over the country are getting perhaps a teeny bit antsy for their children to go back to school. I remember this time last year, I &lt;i&gt;could not wait&lt;/i&gt; for my children to get out of my house and back in the classroom. (In retrospect, that might have had something to do with the fact that it was one of the hottest, and most humid, summers on record in Georgia, and I was eight months pregnant). This year, however, things are a bit different.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a great summer with my kids. We've been to the gym, we've been swimming, we've been to baseball games (both t-ball and professional) and have been on several walks and hikes. I've really enjoyed spending time with the little munchkins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've also had fun getting all of their school supplies together, going to before-school assessments and picking up lunch supplies. It seems that about this time of year, every year, I am stressed out of my tree trying to buy last minute erasers and school shoes. I'm so on top of things this year that I am sitting her, at the computer, blogging. I'm trying to invent things that need to be done. It feels good, yet at the same time, I'm starting to panic that I've forgotten something and that I am wasting time. I'm beginning to think that along with all of the great rewards of motherhood, we are burdened with a lot of unnecessary stress. Pft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll let you know how the first day goes. We're way excited, even the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-7708245107754603531?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7708245107754603531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7708245107754603531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7708245107754603531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7708245107754603531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-before-first-day-of-school.html' title='The Day Before the First Day of School'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5195758391539803748</id><published>2011-05-03T13:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:44:06.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Challenge</title><content type='html'>Jarum has issued me &lt;i&gt;A Challenge&lt;/i&gt;: if I complete a 12-14 week exercise and nutrition program with him, he will get me a prize.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't tell you what it is, but I will tell you this much:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It starts with an i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ends with a Pad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://graygoo.jp/wp/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/ac1fee3ee0ba0beb0fbad52e46af7a6d.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 580px;" src="http://graygoo.jp/wp/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/ac1fee3ee0ba0beb0fbad52e46af7a6d.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep me honest People!&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/1816059181830965205-5195758391539803748?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5195758391539803748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5195758391539803748' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5195758391539803748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5195758391539803748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/challenge.html' title='A Challenge'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-262912264663599013</id><published>2011-04-29T21:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:13:59.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What a whirlwind Easter weekend we had! First we had a neighborhood Easter Egg hunt on Saturday morning (&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;know! A Saturday!&lt;/i&gt;) where we got to run around in the falling snow, picking up eggs with hundreds of our closest friends. Then we had our own hunt at home. On Sunday we went to Church and I experienced probably one of the most spiritual Easters I've ever had. It was just a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdogyuRnfjE/Tbtt6A9b_xI/AAAAAAAABSE/G8dZlMbh074/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdogyuRnfjE/Tbtt6A9b_xI/AAAAAAAABSE/G8dZlMbh074/s400/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601191405022871314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for each age group to be called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YnYLock_uNk/Tbtt5hbfdCI/AAAAAAAABR8/17zqlORS-DA/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YnYLock_uNk/Tbtt5hbfdCI/AAAAAAAABR8/17zqlORS-DA/s400/IMG_0399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601191396558992418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look! I've got teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnHeAwn8gAc/Tbtt5Ed1xTI/AAAAAAAABR0/9tijWCUAxbs/s1600/IMG_0400.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnHeAwn8gAc/Tbtt5Ed1xTI/AAAAAAAABR0/9tijWCUAxbs/s400/IMG_0400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601191388784215346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chatting with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HzY-JrMPAHo/Tbtt4umuiII/AAAAAAAABRs/52mV7MrOtgw/s1600/IMG_0402.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HzY-JrMPAHo/Tbtt4umuiII/AAAAAAAABRs/52mV7MrOtgw/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601191382915909762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Easter Bunny presiding over the "4 and under" hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s28uorpQhLU/Tbtt4MC64KI/AAAAAAAABRk/zyyDOJzkhB8/s1600/IMG_0403.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s28uorpQhLU/Tbtt4MC64KI/AAAAAAAABRk/zyyDOJzkhB8/s400/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601191373638918306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6QKfmw6cRA/TbtsxJhwxoI/AAAAAAAABRc/iSkxFcZku-k/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6QKfmw6cRA/TbtsxJhwxoI/AAAAAAAABRc/iSkxFcZku-k/s400/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601190153192261250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67Gxyubh2nk/TbtswuVwasI/AAAAAAAABRU/y2ed4bRBTyk/s1600/IMG_0406.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67Gxyubh2nk/TbtswuVwasI/AAAAAAAABRU/y2ed4bRBTyk/s400/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601190145894148802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt waiting to be set loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnRtWJ-tusg/TbtswKK6IlI/AAAAAAAABRM/HYB13S-GVgU/s1600/IMG_0407.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnRtWJ-tusg/TbtswKK6IlI/AAAAAAAABRM/HYB13S-GVgU/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601190136184971858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xa2SYJ_NMA/Tbtsvdjmi6I/AAAAAAAABRE/burKXfB9NI4/s1600/IMG_0409.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xa2SYJ_NMA/Tbtsvdjmi6I/AAAAAAAABRE/burKXfB9NI4/s400/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601190124208950178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "8 and over" crowd. The went way out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2AWqy8Gry0/Tbtsu7gbofI/AAAAAAAABQ8/BnHzWAaBYCg/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2AWqy8Gry0/Tbtsu7gbofI/AAAAAAAABQ8/BnHzWAaBYCg/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601190115068846578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXqhBWMRHSE/TbtrqyAakHI/AAAAAAAABQ0/x2-5QmB2vn0/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXqhBWMRHSE/TbtrqyAakHI/AAAAAAAABQ0/x2-5QmB2vn0/s400/IMG_0414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601188944287535218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0fR-6cRQfI/TbtrqrtQlKI/AAAAAAAABQs/XRbPpMCD4AA/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0fR-6cRQfI/TbtrqrtQlKI/AAAAAAAABQs/XRbPpMCD4AA/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601188942596576418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boys after Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KkVNTiiE90/Tbtrp5NXXxI/AAAAAAAABQk/UADqv1eLhs8/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KkVNTiiE90/Tbtrp5NXXxI/AAAAAAAABQk/UADqv1eLhs8/s400/IMG_0445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601188929041030930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gU9vV6yuzrM/TbtrpczHcsI/AAAAAAAABQc/TZT_w-UUVtY/s1600/IMG_0442.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gU9vV6yuzrM/TbtrpczHcsI/AAAAAAAABQc/TZT_w-UUVtY/s400/IMG_0442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601188921414742722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mom, do we have to take more pictures?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdXNCEs7HwU/TbuMPDgZcTI/AAAAAAAABSM/tkHOCxIZ9h0/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdXNCEs7HwU/TbuMPDgZcTI/AAAAAAAABSM/tkHOCxIZ9h0/s400/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601224751832461618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just give me a nice one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-262912264663599013?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/262912264663599013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=262912264663599013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/262912264663599013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/262912264663599013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdogyuRnfjE/Tbtt6A9b_xI/AAAAAAAABSE/G8dZlMbh074/s72-c/IMG_0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3442178240248745947</id><published>2011-04-10T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:05:28.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzy Gnawing on a Spoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XuJJq-lAwpc?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XuJJq-lAwpc?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3442178240248745947?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3442178240248745947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3442178240248745947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3442178240248745947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3442178240248745947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/04/izzy-gnawing-on-spoon.html' title='Izzy Gnawing on a Spoon'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3023921796823515814</id><published>2011-04-10T18:29:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:22:55.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Comfort Dental is AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In an effort to thank all of the partners for what they do for the company, Comfort Dental Corporate purchases Box and Suite seats for Rockies games. Jarum snagged four of the tickets for the Rockies/Dodgers game last Tuesdays night. We took Jacob and Kaylee and oh, how fun it was!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNTPUHrKta0/TaI5XX3g2OI/AAAAAAAABPs/cwFCdBC54LM/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNTPUHrKta0/TaI5XX3g2OI/AAAAAAAABPs/cwFCdBC54LM/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096760854206690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suite ticket holders have special parking. It made us feel, well, special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTvKw4lvF54/TaI60XrghaI/AAAAAAAABP8/7wuaJrTbqq0/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTvKw4lvF54/TaI60XrghaI/AAAAAAAABP8/7wuaJrTbqq0/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594098358531687842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After going through the ticket stiles, we were led to a private elevator that took us up to the Suite Level. When we got off, this is what it looked like. It was like being in a hotel and not in a baseball stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cljO9vswH1s/TaI4sfFnCEI/AAAAAAAABPU/4a4OrsLEopE/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cljO9vswH1s/TaI4sfFnCEI/AAAAAAAABPU/4a4OrsLEopE/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cljO9vswH1s/TaI4sfFnCEI/AAAAAAAABPU/4a4OrsLEopE/s400/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096024058005570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Comfort Dental Suite. This was the view from the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmu2yuezO6w/TaI4sFqwptI/AAAAAAAABPM/7E730mtG27g/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmu2yuezO6w/TaI4sFqwptI/AAAAAAAABPM/7E730mtG27g/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096017234503378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob and Kaylee couldn't believe their eyes when they saw all of the free, catered food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd3WAUxnBnU/TaI4r4OE8RI/AAAAAAAABPE/59NVT9h5Bk0/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd3WAUxnBnU/TaI4r4OE8RI/AAAAAAAABPE/59NVT9h5Bk0/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096013624537362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUpANAt0-Oc/TaI5XtK0J8I/AAAAAAAABP0/C-9T6kwv00k/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUpANAt0-Oc/TaI5XtK0J8I/AAAAAAAABP0/C-9T6kwv00k/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096766572308418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Comfort Dental Jersey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UwYx21MIaSQ/TaI3OTe8uDI/AAAAAAAABOc/3lGt-5EgFp4/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UwYx21MIaSQ/TaI3OTe8uDI/AAAAAAAABOc/3lGt-5EgFp4/s400/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094406035355698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our box. If you enlarge the image and look at the backstop just right of center field, you'll see the Comfort Dental logo. That's right. We're awesome. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvCmegyaKTE/TaI8s9dFAYI/AAAAAAAABQM/xYsRGcR7eTI/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvCmegyaKTE/TaI8s9dFAYI/AAAAAAAABQM/xYsRGcR7eTI/s400/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594100430256013698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBd0tPr9JS0/TaI8sWkOULI/AAAAAAAABQE/VRp_xApyoq4/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBd0tPr9JS0/TaI8sWkOULI/AAAAAAAABQE/VRp_xApyoq4/s400/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594100419817001138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcqpVsMR-6s/TaI3O-vANgI/AAAAAAAABOk/zuxysGJGX34/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcqpVsMR-6s/TaI3O-vANgI/AAAAAAAABOk/zuxysGJGX34/s400/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094417645417986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zKwhGkQPnU/TaI3PH9fmSI/AAAAAAAABOs/gu8zFhyGiZ8/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zKwhGkQPnU/TaI3PH9fmSI/AAAAAAAABOs/gu8zFhyGiZ8/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094420122114338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the top of the Fifth, the kids could go down the hall and meet Dinger, the mascot for the Rockies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4ZJ3bKoMnQ/TaI3PnOcd3I/AAAAAAAABO0/kat4ojVeEr0/s1600/IMG_0374.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4ZJ3bKoMnQ/TaI3PnOcd3I/AAAAAAAABO0/kat4ojVeEr0/s400/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094428514711410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_k5ZXhflOc/TaI3P43LgeI/AAAAAAAABO8/d2KBCiDvZyI/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_k5ZXhflOc/TaI3P43LgeI/AAAAAAAABO8/d2KBCiDvZyI/s400/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094433248969186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCAm24rqQyo/TaIw5Z2TU_I/AAAAAAAABOM/41pnoiUVEqk/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCAm24rqQyo/TaIw5Z2TU_I/AAAAAAAABOM/41pnoiUVEqk/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594087449896899570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnmXSSkzLFA/TaIw5g8r8JI/AAAAAAAABOU/pCCLBGI7ftw/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnmXSSkzLFA/TaIw5g8r8JI/AAAAAAAABOU/pCCLBGI7ftw/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594087451802726546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up beating the Dodgers 3-0 (thank goodness!) and enjoyed every minute of our adventure! I think the best part was that there was a bathroom right across the hall, no waiting! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Rick, for your generosity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to our dear friends, the Roylances, for watching our younger three children. We really appreciate it!&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/1816059181830965205-3023921796823515814?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3023921796823515814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3023921796823515814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3023921796823515814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3023921796823515814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-comfort-dental-is-awesome.html' title='Why Comfort Dental is AWESOME!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNTPUHrKta0/TaI5XX3g2OI/AAAAAAAABPs/cwFCdBC54LM/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2654235983548602049</id><published>2011-04-10T18:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:28:20.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Something that hasn't happened in over ten years happened this last week - we were able to watch General Conference in its entirety! It was a Conference Weekend Miracle! It was spectacular to watch and we all enjoyed it immensely. The Spirit was very strong and I think the kids actually remembered some of the messages. I think we can count that as a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KsjaU2vt63M/TaIuPfBzmyI/AAAAAAAABNk/952O2CIviKk/s1600/IMG_0328.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KsjaU2vt63M/TaIuPfBzmyI/AAAAAAAABNk/952O2CIviKk/s400/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594084530709568290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6_rlOkYuDF4/TaIuPBUn9XI/AAAAAAAABNc/M7OirnOSNdc/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6_rlOkYuDF4/TaIuPBUn9XI/AAAAAAAABNc/M7OirnOSNdc/s400/IMG_0329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594084522735433074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTm1JcWOY6U/TaIuOwu_7LI/AAAAAAAABNU/cOPYdbVRpXI/s1600/IMG_0332.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTm1JcWOY6U/TaIuOwu_7LI/AAAAAAAABNU/cOPYdbVRpXI/s400/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594084518282652850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_W49g0q2cnk/TaIuOR-nAVI/AAAAAAAABNM/7gJoXj4u0GM/s1600/IMG_0335.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_W49g0q2cnk/TaIuOR-nAVI/AAAAAAAABNM/7gJoXj4u0GM/s400/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594084510026629458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2654235983548602049?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2654235983548602049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2654235983548602049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2654235983548602049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2654235983548602049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KsjaU2vt63M/TaIuPfBzmyI/AAAAAAAABNk/952O2CIviKk/s72-c/IMG_0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4873028943927227769</id><published>2011-04-10T17:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:25:42.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Had a Few Firsts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfmaO8rsHEk/TaIqK-AocQI/AAAAAAAABL8/KfXDfMSjqY0/s1600/IMG_0252.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfmaO8rsHEk/TaIqK-AocQI/AAAAAAAABL8/KfXDfMSjqY0/s400/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594080055080284418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Lost Tooth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C11Nh24hBog/TaIqLJtlZwI/AAAAAAAABME/yMl93k5nU-w/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C11Nh24hBog/TaIqLJtlZwI/AAAAAAAABME/yMl93k5nU-w/s400/IMG_0253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594080058221618946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOn9OPDEB0s/TaIqLiTaYjI/AAAAAAAABMM/0acT2kd42BA/s1600/IMG_0270.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOn9OPDEB0s/TaIqLiTaYjI/AAAAAAAABMM/0acT2kd42BA/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594080064822731314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First "Solid" Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09YnTWODHk4/TaIqLzXKJHI/AAAAAAAABMU/8d3q1f9lDGs/s1600/IMG_0272.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09YnTWODHk4/TaIqLzXKJHI/AAAAAAAABMU/8d3q1f9lDGs/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594080069401846898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Falling-Asleep-While-Doing-Homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJJusJKybyg/TaIqMKqFo0I/AAAAAAAABMc/AX7z59sXN-M/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJJusJKybyg/TaIqMKqFo0I/AAAAAAAABMc/AX7z59sXN-M/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594080075655258946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Trip to the Denver Zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dglt1Fj82d8/TaIsGe-cJAI/AAAAAAAABM8/aIZrmbWZXR4/s1600/IMG_0278.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dglt1Fj82d8/TaIsGe-cJAI/AAAAAAAABM8/aIZrmbWZXR4/s400/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594082177053369346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3z2lbXJMnY/TaIrctSEVmI/AAAAAAAABM0/1chmXjO5RMA/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3z2lbXJMnY/TaIrctSEVmI/AAAAAAAABM0/1chmXjO5RMA/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594081459339286114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Place in the Pinewood Derby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0_1T_PN3rg/TaIrcUXeXII/AAAAAAAABMs/I06xeaw6raI/s1600/IMG_0316.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0_1T_PN3rg/TaIrcUXeXII/AAAAAAAABMs/I06xeaw6raI/s400/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594081452651076738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Spring Outfit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz3mGne2-NM/TaIrcBPPsTI/AAAAAAAABMk/ijRopUMstvk/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz3mGne2-NM/TaIrcBPPsTI/AAAAAAAABMk/ijRopUMstvk/s400/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594081447516287282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Sitting at the Table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMi-vGZp124/TaIt89U-nII/AAAAAAAABNE/er66w7wuDtg/s1600/IMG_0337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMi-vGZp124/TaIt89U-nII/AAAAAAAABNE/er66w7wuDtg/s400/IMG_0337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594084212425530498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our First Dinner at our New Dining Table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4873028943927227769?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4873028943927227769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4873028943927227769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4873028943927227769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4873028943927227769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/04/weve-had-few-firsts.html' title='We&apos;ve Had a Few Firsts...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfmaO8rsHEk/TaIqK-AocQI/AAAAAAAABL8/KfXDfMSjqY0/s72-c/IMG_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2543295724481942819</id><published>2011-03-19T23:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:30:02.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women of Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When my mother came to Florida to help me after I had had my second child Kaylee, she gave me this CD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCMl6Wr8yc4/TYVzcLkWLfI/AAAAAAAABL0/RAaqLA2IP0E/s1600/Women%2Bof%2BDestiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCMl6Wr8yc4/TYVzcLkWLfI/AAAAAAAABL0/RAaqLA2IP0E/s400/Women%2Bof%2BDestiny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585997840801738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still listen to it. It's a wonderful CD celebrating Womanhood and the joy that is Relief Society, and is based on the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/library/display/0,4945,160-1-12-1,FF.html"&gt;Relief Society Declaration&lt;/a&gt;. I listen to it most often when the responsibilities of motherhood and life start to become overwhelming. The peace the music brings to my soul is indescribable. I wish that every woman could have a copy. If anyone who lives near me wants to borrow the CD, please ask. I'd be more than willing to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2543295724481942819?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2543295724481942819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2543295724481942819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2543295724481942819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2543295724481942819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/03/women-of-destiny.html' title='Women of Destiny'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCMl6Wr8yc4/TYVzcLkWLfI/AAAAAAAABL0/RAaqLA2IP0E/s72-c/Women%2Bof%2BDestiny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7876984917904653706</id><published>2011-02-25T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T21:55:16.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabelle Just Being Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I put Isabelle in her crib with a toy so I could get a much needed shower. When I got out, this was what I found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZQ-ypb6aE/TWhp6IwPtdI/AAAAAAAABLk/Q4wCJmk7CeQ/s1600/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZQ-ypb6aE/TWhp6IwPtdI/AAAAAAAABLk/Q4wCJmk7CeQ/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577824586001528274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTYYZR0_TSE/TWhp5wu9XrI/AAAAAAAABLc/RCcthg5goyY/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTYYZR0_TSE/TWhp5wu9XrI/AAAAAAAABLc/RCcthg5goyY/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577824579553681074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-7876984917904653706?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7876984917904653706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7876984917904653706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7876984917904653706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7876984917904653706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/isabelle-just-being-cute.html' title='Isabelle Just Being Cute'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZQ-ypb6aE/TWhp6IwPtdI/AAAAAAAABLk/Q4wCJmk7CeQ/s72-c/IMG_0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5971219177696489477</id><published>2011-02-25T21:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T21:55:39.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We recently celebrated Joshua's 4th Birthday. (I would have put pics up sooner, but the flu hit us pretty hard last week.) Anyway, we had more of a birth-weekend then a birthday, because he is part Welton, and that's how we roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFxEMgUsKR8/TWhl6DVcsBI/AAAAAAAABK8/LGPMsdHKw2g/s320/IMG_0185.JPG"  style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577820186500444178" /img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We opened presents as soon as Jarum got home from work on Saturday and then we went to the gym to go swimming. That would probably explain why Josh is wearing a swimming shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVMgCV951Bo/TWhl6YEwiCI/AAAAAAAABLE/bJpBTOx_nlQ/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577820192067586082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua had asked for a Pillow Pet for his birthday. I think he likes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCIaFgLVlVY/TWhl6gJcxrI/AAAAAAAABLM/nGQUu6ZBj_A/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577820194234746546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also started asking for a Lightening McQueen cake since his last birthday. Jarum and I thought we should probably go with that. No, I didn't make it. I'm awesome, but not that awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTljaevVJ1s/TWhl6K7UJbI/AAAAAAAABK0/NYGcMOIxKSo/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTljaevVJ1s/TWhl6K7UJbI/AAAAAAAABK0/NYGcMOIxKSo/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577820188538316210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to believe that my Joshy-man is already four. It just doesn't seem right, somehow. But then he does stuff like this that helps me to calm down and realize that he hasn't completely grown up. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KF0gvmppo0/TWhl583W5pI/AAAAAAAABKs/1P-sGEupMoc/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KF0gvmppo0/TWhl583W5pI/AAAAAAAABKs/1P-sGEupMoc/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577820184763623058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Sweet Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5971219177696489477?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5971219177696489477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5971219177696489477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5971219177696489477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5971219177696489477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/joshs-birthday.html' title='Josh&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFxEMgUsKR8/TWhl6DVcsBI/AAAAAAAABK8/LGPMsdHKw2g/s72-c/IMG_0185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-535737063791465078</id><published>2011-02-18T20:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:23:57.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HAVING OLDER KIDS!!!!</title><content type='html'>I've said it before and I'll say it again: I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; having older kids! They were so helpful with my last pregnancy and now they are helping me out while I am laid up in bed with what I can only assume is a type of the flu. Jacob made dinner for everyone and he and Kaylee are taking turns watching Isabelle. Kaylee even brought me up some cereal and juice so I wouldn't have to come down to the kitchen. She then hooked up the baby monitor in my room so that I could call down to the receiver in the living room if I needed something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I might keep these kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-535737063791465078?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/535737063791465078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=535737063791465078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/535737063791465078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/535737063791465078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-having-older-kids.html' title='I LOVE HAVING OLDER KIDS!!!!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3723898244805621922</id><published>2011-02-16T18:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T19:34:49.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blast From the Past</title><content type='html'>Ever since Isabelle was born people have been commenting on how much she looks like Josh. I would always agree, but most of the time I thought she looked just like Izzy. Then I came across &lt;a href="http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-that-is-that.html"&gt;this old blog entry of when Josh started crawling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I see what everyone is talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep in mind that Josh is only &lt;i&gt;one month older in those videos than Izzy is now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ETA a recent video of Isabelle from a few weeks ago. Now you can compare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/w43AFNMtsVo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3723898244805621922?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3723898244805621922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3723898244805621922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3723898244805621922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3723898244805621922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/blast-from-past.html' title='A Blast From the Past'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w43AFNMtsVo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1960509822088810647</id><published>2011-02-14T00:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:14:29.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly and a Little Disturbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sp-WSJ-2ljs/TVi3hRut7TI/AAAAAAAABKk/Wn_JzJGDiQk/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sp-WSJ-2ljs/TVi3hRut7TI/AAAAAAAABKk/Wn_JzJGDiQk/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573406321193905458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the heck? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a goob, but this pic cracks me up EVERY TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I was just showing this to Jarum and I couldn't stop being silly. Seriously, the expression on her face is priceless. She is so secure in her femininity that she just looks at us, like, "what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I love this girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-1960509822088810647?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1960509822088810647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1960509822088810647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1960509822088810647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1960509822088810647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/silly-and-little-disturbing.html' title='Silly and a Little Disturbing'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sp-WSJ-2ljs/TVi3hRut7TI/AAAAAAAABKk/Wn_JzJGDiQk/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6616046998578427072</id><published>2011-02-10T19:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:28:35.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kaylee was baptized this last Saturday. It was a wonderful morning for all that were there. When she came up out of the water and back into the dressing room she told me, "That felt &lt;i&gt;good!&lt;/i&gt;" We are so proud of you Kaylee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7HVRHyF8iDw/TVSMvB7UvII/AAAAAAAABKM/20TsSyzh-Oc/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572233378563144834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee and Dad before the baptism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ttQ-OcspgQ/TVSMvWZxXqI/AAAAAAAABKU/lYLjKhujXRc/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572233384059559586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the family who were in attendance. Thanks so much for coming! And we missed those who were unable to make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meeTK6DFoWs/TVSMvm8UqII/AAAAAAAABKc/JHWmeiqwG_M/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meeTK6DFoWs/TVSMvm8UqII/AAAAAAAABKc/JHWmeiqwG_M/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meeTK6DFoWs/TVSMvm8UqII/AAAAAAAABKc/JHWmeiqwG_M/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572233388499445890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were about four different cameras going off at once and we had no idea where to look. Obviously Kaylee got it right. Josh looked like that in all of the pics. Goober.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyQPrmK7taw/TVSJq7q9QOI/AAAAAAAABKE/HcQ46kQFKAg/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyQPrmK7taw/TVSJq7q9QOI/AAAAAAAABKE/HcQ46kQFKAg/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572230009629524194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robert and Megan. They are awesome. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1X_Oc6ixCc/TVSJqjRugRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/HFTMNz7eUuI/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1X_Oc6ixCc/TVSJqjRugRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/HFTMNz7eUuI/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572230003081249042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle: either she's striking a pose or wondering who the heck all of the new people are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fct26Rf696Q/TVSJqJX7pkI/AAAAAAAABJ0/9KD1Z0YunaM/s1600/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fct26Rf696Q/TVSJqJX7pkI/AAAAAAAABJ0/9KD1Z0YunaM/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572229996127954498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan (my sister). She's a pro at the self-pic taking thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga85wL8xavw/TVSJphgOreI/AAAAAAAABJs/0advCgz-ef4/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga85wL8xavw/TVSJphgOreI/AAAAAAAABJs/0advCgz-ef4/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572229985425337826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is a prime example of why my brother rocks. Not only did he make Sunday dinner, but he looked good sporting my new apron!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7zWp_Dehe0/TVSJpBpvKaI/AAAAAAAABJk/Nyvj9CEN0Do/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7zWp_Dehe0/TVSJpBpvKaI/AAAAAAAABJk/Nyvj9CEN0Do/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572229976875280802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris talking on the phone while Josh snuggles. Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a fantastic weekend. I think the best part (besides family being here and Kaylee's baptism) was that we fit almost all of the family that came in our house and we weren't even crazy squished! Yay for new houses that fit people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P.S. We got a new camera. I hope this post is just the first of many to come!&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/1816059181830965205-6616046998578427072?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6616046998578427072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6616046998578427072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6616046998578427072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6616046998578427072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/02/kaylees-baptism.html' title='Kaylee&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7HVRHyF8iDw/TVSMvB7UvII/AAAAAAAABKM/20TsSyzh-Oc/s72-c/IMG_0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4176858900030199234</id><published>2011-01-20T17:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:22:40.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks, Kimmy, and Shenanigans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just now I was having a chat with my friend Kimmy online. Kimmy is a great friend and makes me laugh like nobody's business. I was just telling her how I was really hankering for a &lt;a href="http://www.aolnews.com/2011/01/18/starbucks-trenta-everything-you-need-to-know-about-the-31-ounc/"&gt;Trenta&lt;/a&gt; Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate* and she replied with how I should start calling Jacob "Trenta".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TTjDFwxQX7I/AAAAAAAABJY/oqFe9lpf-xs/s320/starbucks-venti-cup-748821.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564411843374505906" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I, of course, thought this was hysterical, but as there isn't anything smaller than "Josh/Tall" I asked her what I should call Izzy. "Kid's Size," I asked? And at the exact same moment she typed "Sample?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So there you have it. We are changing our kids' names to Trenta, Venti, Grande, Tall, and Sample.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*I know that they don't offer those, but&lt;i&gt; I REALLY WANTED ONE&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&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/1816059181830965205-4176858900030199234?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4176858900030199234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4176858900030199234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4176858900030199234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4176858900030199234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2011/01/starbucks-kimmy-and-shenanigans.html' title='Starbucks, Kimmy, and Shenanigans'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TTjDFwxQX7I/AAAAAAAABJY/oqFe9lpf-xs/s72-c/starbucks-venti-cup-748821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-391230714033735154</id><published>2010-12-30T17:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T17:52:07.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Camera</title><content type='html'>I accidentally closed our trunk on our digital camera about six months back, and we've been without a camera ever since. It's just a problem with the lens not opening and zooming. I wonder if it would be cheaper to get the camera repaired, or to just get a new camera.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-391230714033735154?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/391230714033735154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=391230714033735154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/391230714033735154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/391230714033735154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/12/broken-camera.html' title='Broken Camera'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5536105752043755926</id><published>2010-12-28T00:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:18:30.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>As always on Christmas Eve, we have the children act out the Nativity. The following is what happened this year:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/se-0tnB53A4?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/se-0tnB53A4?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5536105752043755926?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5536105752043755926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5536105752043755926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5536105752043755926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5536105752043755926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-653957867378668012</id><published>2010-12-27T15:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:42:03.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Computer</title><content type='html'>I received a new (and much needed) desktop computer for Christmas. This means that I will no longer be fighting Jarum for control of the sole laptop. It is also way more convenient than a laptop, as it is always where I left it, and not hiding under blankets or inside of a couch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited to learn all about the workings of my new 'puter, and I'm hoping that once I transfer all of our picture files over from the laptop, and once I figure out how to hook up the video camera, I will be updating on the blog more often. I don't know if you all care or not, but I probably should be writing some of the things down that go on in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nomes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-653957867378668012?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/653957867378668012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=653957867378668012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/653957867378668012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/653957867378668012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-computer.html' title='New Computer'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6941790861495663684</id><published>2010-12-21T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:27:53.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess Face: Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TRFwH1pOtMI/AAAAAAAABJM/VYYGDnnmamg/s1600/Princess%2BFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TRFwH1pOtMI/AAAAAAAABJM/VYYGDnnmamg/s320/Princess%2BFace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553343095485936834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? SEE?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6941790861495663684?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6941790861495663684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6941790861495663684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6941790861495663684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6941790861495663684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/12/princess-face-update.html' title='The Princess Face: Update'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TRFwH1pOtMI/AAAAAAAABJM/VYYGDnnmamg/s72-c/Princess%2BFace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6149928907927632035</id><published>2010-12-19T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:24:22.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess Face</title><content type='html'>It is great fun watching Izzy while she sleeps. When she sleeps, she has what can only be described as "the Princess Face". We laugh at this because it is the exact face that Kaylee has in &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/RxqTBuYoE2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pth0M-sINQA/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; picture from three years ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I so enjoy the Princess Face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6149928907927632035?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6149928907927632035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6149928907927632035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6149928907927632035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6149928907927632035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/12/princess-face.html' title='The Princess Face'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3637152910024648234</id><published>2010-11-29T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:06:31.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Christmas Miracle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/azbR4NH6mKY?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/azbR4NH6mKY?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3637152910024648234?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3637152910024648234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3637152910024648234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3637152910024648234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3637152910024648234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-christmas-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s a Christmas Miracle!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4367935661285025804</id><published>2010-10-03T19:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:55:56.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isabelle Elizabeth was born on September 29, 2010. She came in at a whopping 7lbs 15oz (our &lt;i&gt;smallest baby&lt;/i&gt;) and 20 inches long. She is a sweetie, we adore her, and want to gobble her up on a regular basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TKkU77uUWRI/AAAAAAAABI4/R5tzJuPoiTY/s1600/DSC03900+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TKkU77uUWRI/AAAAAAAABI4/R5tzJuPoiTY/s320/DSC03900+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523969437823424786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day she came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TKkU7mDV0mI/AAAAAAAABIw/_RDXjYYNJNk/s1600/DSC03918+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TKkU7mDV0mI/AAAAAAAABIw/_RDXjYYNJNk/s320/DSC03918+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523969432006021730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; proud big brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am planning on putting up more pics, eventually, but I think I need to recover from this hard work first. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4367935661285025804?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4367935661285025804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4367935661285025804' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4367935661285025804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4367935661285025804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-more-pictures-of-her-face.html' title='Isabelle'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TKkU77uUWRI/AAAAAAAABI4/R5tzJuPoiTY/s72-c/DSC03900+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2958315707101815104</id><published>2010-07-21T22:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:53:02.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>One of my all-time, favorite things is to climb into a freshly made bed with freshly laundered sheets while wearing freshly laundered PJs after having taken a shower. It is just the most clean feeling ever, and I wish the stars aligned every night to have that happen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, I am too lazy to actually launder my sheets and remake my bed every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once a week will have to suffice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2958315707101815104?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2958315707101815104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2958315707101815104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2958315707101815104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2958315707101815104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/07/ahhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2388222676890367838</id><published>2010-07-11T20:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:09:59.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Better to Celebrate the 4th?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpiR2EMV3I/AAAAAAAABGI/W6StMt3egVc/s320/2010-07-02+12.35.05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492810754242140018" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpiS6uk9XI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Vqm5LkicP-U/s320/2010-07-02+13.31.49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492810772673525106" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpiTr4IMCI/AAAAAAAABGY/MOrmfmudnS8/s320/2010-07-02+15.50.44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492810785866919970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpkTUa4VqI/AAAAAAAABGw/6CoQystCSgA/s320/2010-07-03+11.20.57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492812978593486498" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpkTtDJxKI/AAAAAAAABG4/A_Wp2oY70Y4/s320/2010-07-03+11.23.49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492812985204851874" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpkT-mcJ5I/AAAAAAAABHA/ucufJMbKbwI/s320/2010-07-03+11.27.44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492812989916260242" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDplEm3AFHI/AAAAAAAABHI/73a-NlMaQFw/s320/2010-07-03+11.45.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813825356862578" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpmJGt4aMI/AAAAAAAABHw/mWl17uOXTUk/s320/2010-07-03+16.00.40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815002139650242" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDplFLhmDBI/AAAAAAAABHg/knsjYII8IJM/s320/2010-07-03+14.15.13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813835199187986" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDplE-rRkCI/AAAAAAAABHQ/LvYfRBCwAwA/s320/2010-07-03+12.04.16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813831750127650" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDplFLO-GhI/AAAAAAAABHY/9Z39XPB0FyA/s320/2010-07-03+12.09.48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813835121072658" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpmJbX7wII/AAAAAAAABH4/fKvI-R1Wp_o/s320/2010-07-03+16.54.47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815007684739202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpmJqvE-DI/AAAAAAAABIA/ixfpIGJUEak/s320/2010-07-03+17.34.58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815011808344114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpmKhaVXmI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4g4MlXkPpfA/s320/2010-07-03+17.45.22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815026485288546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry about the quality of some of these pictures - I accidentally broke our camera right at the beginning of the trip, so we had to rely on a camera phone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2388222676890367838?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2388222676890367838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2388222676890367838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2388222676890367838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2388222676890367838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-better-to-celebrate-4th.html' title='Where Better to Celebrate the 4th?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TDpiR2EMV3I/AAAAAAAABGI/W6StMt3egVc/s72-c/2010-07-02+12.35.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4348462542502066468</id><published>2010-06-23T12:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:17:05.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation 2010</title><content type='html'>*warning* This is a vent post. If you don't want to read whining, I suggest you move on. Thank you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I think that I am a patient person. I usually allow things to just roll off of my back without fussing or stressing too much. However, I am just about ready to kick my kids to the curb (metaphorically, not in reality). I don't even really blame them for the torment they've been giving me lately. We live in a place where there is &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt; nothing to do. Not within a 45 mile radius, anyway. We also live in a place that is hotter than hades. Yes, it only gets into the low 90s, but couple that with humidity and it's over 105 outside. The summers in the south are like winters in the north - you just don't go outside until the season changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we've done a lot of fun things this summer but it seems as if the past few weeks are crawling by because we've been inside so much. The kids are getting tired of one another. I'm getting tired of them. The constant whining and fighting, etc. are just starting to wear thin, you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've tried all sorts of activities to alleviate the boredom. We've gone to the library. We've done art projects. We've learned how to do laundry. We've watched movies. We've played the Wii. We've gone to two different water parks. We've played board games. We've had birthdays. We've made things for Father's Day. I just don't know what else to do! I would so love it if there were a zoo nearby, or a museum, or a freakin' bookstore! I would love to have a craft/hobby store nearby to get ideas. I would love to just have a Target! I would also love to not be pregnant so that I could have more energy to help my kids stave off the summer "blahs". I'm also trying really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hard to not let them just veg in front of the TV all day. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have never lived in a small, isolated town, you will never understand this. For those of you who have visited us here in Hinesville, you know &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not posting this to beg for sympathy, or even for ideas. I just needed to vent and say that I am now &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; ready to move away from here and live someplace where the main store is NOT a Wal-mart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4348462542502066468?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4348462542502066468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4348462542502066468' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4348462542502066468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4348462542502066468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vacation-2010.html' title='Summer Vacation 2010'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4522200544006492555</id><published>2010-06-22T11:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:08:36.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TCDRz-zd3kI/AAAAAAAABFo/ySpU6_wB7NU/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TCDRz-zd3kI/AAAAAAAABFo/ySpU6_wB7NU/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615037099662914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4522200544006492555?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4522200544006492555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4522200544006492555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4522200544006492555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4522200544006492555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/06/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/TCDRz-zd3kI/AAAAAAAABFo/ySpU6_wB7NU/s72-c/IMG_0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4832865125698345051</id><published>2010-06-11T09:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:59:46.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is, but this summer I am &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; hating summer vacation! We've already been at it three weeks and I still like the children. I think one trick is to have the days packed with stuff, with just a few lazy days in between. Thus far we have had baseball camp, track and field camp (ongoing), Scouts, my parents visiting, helping friends move, church activities, etc. It sure makes the time fly by, and it keeps the kids entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also noticing how helpful all of the kids have been. It might be because they are growing and maturing, or it might be because they want to be helpful because I'm not as capable of doing things as I once was. It might also be because they want to get on my good side so I'll let them be the first one to hold the baby! Regardless, they have been so good. I've only had to raise my voice a few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer might also be going as well as it is because, as far as being pregnant, I am not in my first, or third trimesters! I went through the first trimester while three of the four kids were in school, and Josh was very patient with me. I'm in my "energy-driven" (relatively speaking) second trimester and so I still can just keep up with the kids. Thankfully, when I hit "beached whale" status, the kids will be back in school, and Joshua will impress me with his patience skills, once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for older kids. I never new how much fun and help they could be. Plus, with the older kids acting so responsibly, it helps the younger ones realize how they should act. It is just &lt;i&gt;fantastic!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I wish it were just &lt;i&gt;slightly&lt;/i&gt; cooler outside so I could send them out more. I'm really looking forward to the day when I don't have to worry about the heat index!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nomes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4832865125698345051?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4832865125698345051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4832865125698345051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4832865125698345051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4832865125698345051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4936244204491647962</id><published>2010-05-12T19:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:30:25.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pruning</title><content type='html'>Sometime we just hit a time in our lives where we have to take a good look at what we're doing and ask ourselves, "Is this really worth my time?"  This has happened to me in the last couple of weeks. And baby, it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reduced my time on certain internet sites, I've completely deleted my facebook account (yes, it CAN be done!), and I have whittled down my twitter list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been clearing out my house, preparing for our move in the fall. I've been getting rid of lots of stuff, and it feels good every time I go to GoodWill or take another bag out to the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pruning is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4936244204491647962?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4936244204491647962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4936244204491647962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4936244204491647962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4936244204491647962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/pruning.html' title='Pruning'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8266828479257055765</id><published>2010-05-07T13:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:36:19.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Shoot! I Forgot!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to update my blog with the ultrasound results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's. A. GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink will now explode all throughout my house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you keeping score, this now makes three boys and two girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-8266828479257055765?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8266828479257055765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8266828479257055765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8266828479257055765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8266828479257055765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-shoot-i-forgot.html' title='Oh, Shoot! I Forgot!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2836674970420040251</id><published>2010-05-07T12:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:37:17.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What TV show makes you laugh the loudest?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The Big Bang Theory, hands down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2836674970420040251?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2836674970420040251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2836674970420040251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2836674970420040251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2836674970420040251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-tv-show-makes-you-laugh-loudest.html' title='What TV show makes you laugh the loudest?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1953936906572188193</id><published>2010-05-07T12:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:36:55.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the Christmas spirit and would like to know: what is your favorite Christmas movie (and why)?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;LOL I left this late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My absolute favorite Christmas movie is &amp;quot;Meet Me In St. Louis&amp;quot;. I know, I know, not a completely Christmasy movie, but part of it does take place at Christmas and one the the best-loved Christmas songs came from that movie. Plus I just love the story of the family and the humor. Great film!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-1953936906572188193?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1953936906572188193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1953936906572188193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1953936906572188193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1953936906572188193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-in-christmas-spirit-and-would-like-to.html' title='I&amp;#39;m in the Christmas spirit and would like to know: what is your favorite Christmas movie (and why)?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7018897855097007776</id><published>2010-05-07T12:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:35:30.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of great girl names...
Elle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That is a really pretty name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are considering Abigail, Elizabeth, Hannah, Rachel, Emma, Rose, and probably a few others that I can't think of right now. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-7018897855097007776?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7018897855097007776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7018897855097007776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7018897855097007776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7018897855097007776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/thinking-of-great-girl-names-elle.html' title='Thinking of great girl names...&#xA;Elle'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3881300267166690571</id><published>2010-05-07T12:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:34:32.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you doing any sewing projects?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Right now I am knitting up baby girl things like crazy! I have already completed a pair of booties, I'm almost finished with a pair of Mary Janes, and I am also working on bibs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a robe that I owe my other daughter from her birthday that I need to put together on the sewing machine. I should probably do that soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3881300267166690571?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3881300267166690571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3881300267166690571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3881300267166690571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3881300267166690571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-doing-any-sewing-projects.html' title='Are you doing any sewing projects?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5270442796392768570</id><published>2010-05-07T12:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:33:18.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the best book you have ever read?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;This is a really difficult question, as I have read a lot of really good books. Mostly it depends on what mood I'm in. Right now I would have to say that Pride and Prejudice is probably my favorite at the moment. I can read it again and again and I never tire of it. I glean something new with each read and I always get goosebumps at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if I'm in a sci-fi mood I would have to say Dune, and if I'm in a fantasy mood I would choose The Lord of the Rings. I also enjoy To Kill a Mockingbird, the Harry Potter series, anything C.S. Lewis, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5270442796392768570?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5270442796392768570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5270442796392768570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5270442796392768570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5270442796392768570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-best-book-you-have-ever-read.html' title='What is the best book you have ever read?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3825779425704413147</id><published>2010-05-04T08:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:22:37.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know that it has been a ridiculous amount of time since I have updated. Yes, I know I need to post some pictures of the kids. Yes, I'm going to update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back later for ultrasound results!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3825779425704413147?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3825779425704413147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3825779425704413147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3825779425704413147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3825779425704413147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2340630284208570281</id><published>2009-12-17T15:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:35:50.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Least favorite chore?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That would be a toss-up between laundry and mopping floors. I even prefer cleaning bathrooms to mopping floors!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2340630284208570281?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2340630284208570281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2340630284208570281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2340630284208570281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2340630284208570281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_17.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-172493616779508931</id><published>2009-12-15T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:38:09.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Where is your favorite place you&amp;#039;ve lived?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That is a really hard question, because I have lived in so many places. I can tell you that I DID NOT like living in Florida, if that helps. But just about everywhere else I&amp;#039;ve lived, I&amp;#039;ve loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California is just a beautiful state, filled with all sorts of places to go, and things to see. Yosemite, Monterrey Bay, and San Francisco were just a few of the places I loved to visit. I was also married in California, so that&amp;#039;s something special there, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived in Utah for a time. I loved the fall, winter and spring, but the summers were just a bit hot, and the dorms didn&amp;#039;t have a/c, so that was kind of miserable. Summer wasn&amp;#039;t too bad once I moved into air-conditioning, though. And the mountains! Oh. My. GOSH! Gorgeous! I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore Georgia right now. Summertime, not so much, what with the bugs and humidity and bugs and humidity and bugs, but the other three seasons are downright pleasant! Plus the history here is so amazing. And the trees. There are literally trees EVERYWHERE. And just about everyone is polite. &amp;quot;Southern charm&amp;quot; is most definitely not a myth. I really am going to miss the South when we move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The only thing Florida has going for it is Orlando. The end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-172493616779508931?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/172493616779508931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=172493616779508931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/172493616779508931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/172493616779508931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_15.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8506358013689830119</id><published>2009-12-09T13:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:08:21.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who would win in a fight: pirates or ninjas?&lt;/strong&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would have to say ninjas. Pirates aren&amp;#039;t exactly known for their stealth. Unless their undead and can walk underwater. Which is cool.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What was the happiest moment in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;This would have to be split five ways: The day I was married and the births of each of my four kids. /sap&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What are you most excited about right now?&lt;/strong&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!! Oh my gosh, I can&amp;#039;t even stand it! I might as well be a kid, I&amp;#039;m so excited! And it isn&amp;#039;t even about the presents. I just love this time of year, what with all of the happiness floating around. *happy sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-8506358013689830119?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8506358013689830119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8506358013689830119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8506358013689830119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8506358013689830119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_09.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-355506705088785916</id><published>2009-12-09T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:04:57.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/nomes" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/nomes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-355506705088785916?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/355506705088785916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=355506705088785916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/355506705088785916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/355506705088785916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2970485247523576338</id><published>2009-12-02T13:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:14:09.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up to This Past Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Just as a prologue: We have had somebody sick in our house since before Halloween. Just sayin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a lot of you know, we went to California to see Jarum's sister get married and to celebrate Thanksgiving with the Boyers. We pretty much had three weeks notice which isn't all that much time to get ready. Needless to say it was a very stressful couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Four weeks before the trip everybody got sick with some kind of fever/cold. Most of us had a cough that went away, but for some reason, Josh just wasn't losing the cough. I took him in three weeks before the trip (BT) and the nurse practitioner's init&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ial diagnosis was the croup. Yeah. Whatever. I took him in a few days later (two weeks BT) and a DOCTOR diagnosed him with pneumonia. That's right. Pneumonia! We immediately got him on antibiotics. Took him in a week later (Monday BT) and all was well. Unfortunately Jacob was showing signs of a fever and a cough. The day before the trip I took him in to make sure that he didn't have swine flu and was okay to fly. Turns out he had PNEUMONIA! Yep. Got him on antibiotics and a steroid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here we turn to our flight out West. We were &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to leave at 6:45am EST, get to Houston at 8:45am CST, fly out of Houston at 9:30am CST and get to Sacramento at 11:30am PST. Yeah. That so didn't happen. Due to mechanical problems with o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ur very first flight, we missed our connection in Houston and had to stay there for &lt;i&gt;TWELVE HOURS&lt;/i&gt; to catch the next flight to Sacramento. So, instead of getting to California at 11:3oam PST, we got there at 11:30PM PST. We were so tired. Thank goodness for the USO! (For more details on this, see previous post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We got to California and had a blast staying at Jarum's br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other's house. We laughed so hard just about every night that we think we may have tightened our abs just a little bit. The kids had so much fun playing with their cousins, and we had a very nice time at the wedding, seeing more Aunts and Uncles, and visiting with Jarum's parents. We celebrated three birthdays and Thanksgiving as well. Crazy busy! It was also so beautiful in California. I'd forgotten what a pretty state it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While we were in California (five days into the trip) Kaylee started showing signs of a fever and a cough. Yep. We took her into Urgent Care and guess what she had. WRONG! It wasn't pneumonia! It was bronchitis and an ear infection! Antibiotics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Thanksgiving (two days after Kaylee went to Urgent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Care) I was back there with Joshua. Ear infection. Antibiotics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We flew home on Black Friday. The kids did really well on the flight, considering Josh was only 12 hours into his antibiotic treatment. We did have a bit of trouble landing in Dulles, though. There were 50-60 mph winds hitting the airport. Needless to say four of the six of us had to use our barf bags. I won't go into details, but one of the little o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nes didn't really make it into the bag. I am &lt;i&gt;so sorry, &lt;/i&gt;airplane cleaners! However, we were not the only ones on the flight to have to use those little bags, so that should just tell you how bumpy that landing was. We had to use up all of our wipes just cleaning up one of the kids, and wouldn't you know it, on our connecting flight back to Savannah, Josh exploded out of his diaper. No problem, I thought. I'll just use the paper towels in the lavatory, and I've got extra clothes for him. Really, no problem. WRONG! When I got to the lavatory, there was a plastic bag over the faucet and packages of moist towelettes in the sink. !!!! I think I used, like, nine of them. Note to self: Bring extra wipes. Way more than you think you m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ight ever need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We made it home safe and sound, no problems. The house was still here, the pets were glad to see us. It was so nice to be home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Saturday we got our Christmas Tree. We had a blast going to the Christmas Tree farm. We found a tree right away and all of the kids helped Jarum cut it down. We then went on a hayride, saw some farm animals, and then came home. By the end of the day we had all of the Christmas decorations up, the tree done, and we watched BYU bea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t Utah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then Sunday came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After church Matthew wasn't looking so well. In fact, he was hot! 101F. (Have you been keeping track of everyone who has gotten sick? Because I don't think I even know anymore!) Since the CDC has been suggesting that those with fevers stay home until they have been fever-free for 24 hours, Matthew didn't go to school on Monday. He was very sad. He was fever-free for most of the morning but then it came back, rearing its ugly head in the afternoon. Seriously! So no school for him on Tuesday, either. He did, however, manage to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; stay all better all of Tuesday, which brings us to today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Matt is back at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm not feeling so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can I please go on vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some pictures for your enjoyment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa8NQLOpyI/AAAAAAAABDI/-fbPl0zSU_I/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410718938198615842" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa36g_cERI/AAAAAAAABC4/cZU8jLewk_k/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa36g_cERI/AAAAAAAABC4/cZU8jLewk_k/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410714218248540434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the USO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa36RNTlXI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZWlD_APmA0I/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa36RNTlXI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZWlD_APmA0I/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410714214011737458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa35ynedVI/AAAAAAAABCo/4N4I-uCpJe4/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa35ynedVI/AAAAAAAABCo/4N4I-uCpJe4/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410714205800002898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3VDRwXcI/AAAAAAAABCg/AzroqFCQS2M/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3VDRwXcI/AAAAAAAABCg/AzroqFCQS2M/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410713574617144770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3U31KwTI/AAAAAAAABCY/A2BzATFWR6I/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3U31KwTI/AAAAAAAABCY/A2BzATFWR6I/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410713571544449330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3UuufNwI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zVFA8qDDBqg/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3UuufNwI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zVFA8qDDBqg/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410713569100510978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He decided he needed a nap 15 minutes before we had to board for our flight. D'oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3UIuAXnI/AAAAAAAABCI/xv-SvT8cSKE/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3UIuAXnI/AAAAAAAABCI/xv-SvT8cSKE/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410713558897942130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This isn't the most flattering picture of me (I'm really not that big) but Jarum was hot, so I had to post it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3T1DPfHI/AAAAAAAABCA/2WVA8oERp4E/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa3T1DPfHI/AAAAAAAABCA/2WVA8oERp4E/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410713553618304114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jarum's brother Chris and his wife Jill. Don't they look like they're taking a prom picture? Classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2VOdVWiI/AAAAAAAABB4/Yx3_vq0rbYs/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2VOdVWiI/AAAAAAAABB4/Yx3_vq0rbYs/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712478106868258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Grandma and Grandpa Boyer's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2UsFd5BI/AAAAAAAABBw/Gf3VCm8GsKY/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2UsFd5BI/AAAAAAAABBw/Gf3VCm8GsKY/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712468879959058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited the very first A&amp;amp;W restaurant EVER. Yeah. Be jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2UN05fOI/AAAAAAAABBo/ROdttEWD0lo/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2UN05fOI/AAAAAAAABBo/ROdttEWD0lo/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712460757400802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids playing freeze tag with Jill's younger brothers and sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2Tx67CnI/AAAAAAAABBg/fPyGV6DJnaA/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2Tx67CnI/AAAAAAAABBg/fPyGV6DJnaA/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712453266475634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee working the Christmas Tree Farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2TZnp4AI/AAAAAAAABBY/usFeO8aWASE/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa2TZnp4AI/AAAAAAAABBY/usFeO8aWASE/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712446743207938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SxazVm0UmzI/AAAAAAAABAw/aoaMH_RgcgY/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709186110855986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SxazV5otfSI/AAAAAAAABA4/C5fBjsKk4sw/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709191162428706" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SxazXBjMJNI/AAAAAAAABBI/uryAwZYXrGY/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709210466624722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the Gnome on top? See it!? I still get the giggles every time I go in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SxazWWPK4ZI/AAAAAAAABBA/SkpIBNpSpR8/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709198839931282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshy's nursery teacher is absolutely the best. She helped them make these as they were learning about putting on the "Armor of God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SxazXVh8AUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/zt5nPv2zP0M/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709215830081858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our can rotation/storage system. We put it together last night. We can't seem to stop taking a can out and watching it roll through. It is pretty cool. And we know the thing on the bottom is upside down. Being the frugal people we are, we bought a floor-model. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1816059181830965205-2970485247523576338?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2970485247523576338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2970485247523576338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2970485247523576338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2970485247523576338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-weve-been-up-to-this-past-month.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up to This Past Month'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sxa8NQLOpyI/AAAAAAAABDI/-fbPl0zSU_I/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6028031714653017312</id><published>2009-11-19T18:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:57:13.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston</title><content type='html'>As of right now we have been in the Houston airport for the last &lt;em&gt;seven hours&lt;/em&gt; and still have another &lt;em&gt;three hours &lt;/em&gt;to go. Why, you ask? Because we were lucky enough to book a flight that had mechanical problems instead of no mechanical problems. It took off from Savannah an hour and a half later than scheduled, thus making us miss our connecting flight in Houston. So, instead of getting to California at 11:21am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WST&lt;/span&gt; we are now going to get to California at 11:15pm, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WST&lt;/span&gt; standard time. To put it in perspective, we have been up since 3am EST. We will probably walk through the door of Chris and Jill's house around midnight &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, as hard as this has been, it hasn't been absolutely horrible. Due to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jarum's&lt;/span&gt; active duty military status, we did not have to pay for any checked luggage, thereby saving us a tidy sum of money for the whole trip. We have also been able to spend most of the time at a newly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remodeled&lt;/span&gt; USO. I don't know what we would've done without the USO, that is for sure! The people who have been working here (for the both shifts we have been here) have been absolutely wonderful! They have been so kind, and so helpful with the kids. We almost even had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bertar, I mean Guitar, Hero tournament! Jarum and I were also even able to get some staggared power naps. THANK YOU, USO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I also have to give huge kudos to the kids. They have been wonderful, given the circumstances. They have been well-behaved and almost completely whine-free. Although, as of this writing, we have been going for quite some time without naps, so they are starting to lose it just a little bit. But it could be worse. I'm not complaining. THANK YOU FOR BEING AWESOME, KIDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seriously, though, I can't wait to lie down and go to bed tonight. Really. I just want to sleep. That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I just hope the airline doesn't lose our luggage. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;(Jarum thinks I just jinxed us.)&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/1816059181830965205-6028031714653017312?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6028031714653017312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6028031714653017312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6028031714653017312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6028031714653017312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/houston.html' title='Houston'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5239775342335526384</id><published>2009-11-16T12:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:31:23.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Poem</title><content type='html'>I like Thanksgiving a lot,&lt;div&gt;I like to see the turkey fresh out of the pot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrots and lettuce and pie, oh my!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm stuffed with food, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I would die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for clothes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my long garden hose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when it is cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot feel my toes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're in November and next is December,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to name the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like Halloween and Christmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think Thanksgiving's the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob Boyer - 4th Grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5239775342335526384?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5239775342335526384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5239775342335526384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5239775342335526384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5239775342335526384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-poem.html' title='Thanksgiving Poem'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3952283261497760881</id><published>2009-11-12T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:26:09.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob the Writer</title><content type='html'>Our Jacob has become quite the writer over the years. I didn't really know it until he started bringing home his writing assignments from school. They often make me laugh, and I have started saving them in his school folder. Here is his latest piece:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(no corrections have been made and all of the spelling and punctuation are typed as written by Jacob)&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;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day when I came to school there was a big, lumpy sack on the teacher's desk. When the teacher left, the sack started to move. Then it burst open and thick, green blobs shot out. I was covered in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw a brown thing climb out. It was a big turantula! We all screamed and ran out the door. When the teacher came back she said, "Where did the class go?" Then she saw the spider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"AAAH!" she screamed and ran out the door. Me, Aidan, and Cameron P. are best friends. We didn't know what to do. Then we saw the spider come out of the room. It saw us and ran at us. "Come on," I shouted, "Let's get out of here!" We ran as fast as we could to the doors. We saw the teacher's car speeding away. We hid inside a bush right before the spider came out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've got it," I whispered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?" asked Cameron a little louder then we wanted. The spider looked our way and started walking slowly to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are there any cliffs around here?" I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, there's one down the street," said Aiden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why?" Cameron asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You'll see," I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"1, 2, 3 RUN!" I yelled. We ran to the cliff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Turn around when you get to the edge," I said. We did. When the spider tried, it fell off. We were safe. When the spider hit the ground it started squealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aww, cannot get your ship out," I said. We laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it great? I love it! (says a proud Mom!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/1816059181830965205-3952283261497760881?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3952283261497760881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3952283261497760881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3952283261497760881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3952283261497760881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/jacob-writer.html' title='Jacob the Writer'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3323383417433993151</id><published>2009-11-11T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:28:08.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>I'm just curious: what's the weather like for everyone?  We've been experiencing warmer temperatures for the last week, but tomorrow the high will barely break 60F. And it has been raining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Whatca feelin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3323383417433993151?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3323383417433993151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3323383417433993151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3323383417433993151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3323383417433993151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6016801605875276105</id><published>2009-11-10T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:46:38.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I could have sworn I'd already posted today, but I suppose I was wrong. Things are going much better, today. No one is puking and the coughing is significantly less frequent. Everyone seems to be in a much better mood. Everyone, that is, except for me. I have a sore throat. :p. Here's hoping that it's just a sympathy sore throat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6016801605875276105?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6016801605875276105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6016801605875276105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6016801605875276105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6016801605875276105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-could-have-sworn-id-already-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5991530692644884633</id><published>2009-11-09T18:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:43:06.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying</title><content type='html'>We are now on our third straight week of at least one of the children being sick. Josh has had a cough for the last three weeks, took him into the Dr.'s last Wednesday and was told it was the croup. Decided to take him in again today due to no improvement and found out that it is, in fact, pneumonia. Yeah. Good times. He's on his way to recovery (THANK YOU, ANTIBIOTICS!) and we are all happy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon Jacob complained of a headache and promptly threw up. He has since been asleep (as of this writing) since 3:30pm EST. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;California, here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5991530692644884633?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5991530692644884633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5991530692644884633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5991530692644884633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5991530692644884633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/dying.html' title='Dying'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2699614711144140208</id><published>2009-11-08T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:30:10.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am TIRED!!!</title><content type='html'>'nuff said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2699614711144140208?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2699614711144140208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2699614711144140208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2699614711144140208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2699614711144140208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-tired.html' title='I am TIRED!!!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7831925576879642908</id><published>2009-11-07T19:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:36:20.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post the pumpkins. Thank goodness for pseudo-potato head decorations! WHEEEEE!&lt;div&gt;Also, the little green monster/goblin pumpkin is Kaylee's and award-winning for "scariest pumpkin." Congratulations, Kaylee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvYRv1hk5PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/RMdak87IEwA/s1600-h/Pupkin2009_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvYRv1hk5PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/RMdak87IEwA/s320/Pupkin2009_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401524316596921586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is for my mother. And everyone else who has been whining about not seeing the dog in a while. This is the best shot we had of her, as she kept trying to give loves to the camera. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvYRvYL5FCI/AAAAAAAAA_w/qQnabnjlp68/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvYRvYL5FCI/AAAAAAAAA_w/qQnabnjlp68/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401524308721341474" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1816059181830965205-7831925576879642908?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7831925576879642908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7831925576879642908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7831925576879642908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7831925576879642908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-things.html' title='A Few Things...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvYRv1hk5PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/RMdak87IEwA/s72-c/Pupkin2009_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6552431115346580541</id><published>2009-11-06T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:27:40.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>I almost completely forgot to post today! I was going to post pics of our pumpkins, or perhaps a pic of my dog, but the following will have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE FALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6552431115346580541?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6552431115346580541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6552431115346580541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6552431115346580541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6552431115346580541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3159130260300256487</id><published>2009-11-05T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:02:59.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinesville Ward Relief Society Super Saturday 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Blog Entry is for those in the Hinesville Ward Relief Society wishing to sign up for Super Saturday on November 14, 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Remember, these are all being provided free of charge, so please select only three and either sign up at the church, or in the form sent out to all Relief Society Sisters via email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Journal Jar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ0-zYY0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Gvn0zUWsxcg/s320/useme2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678880545104706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever give your journal a blank look and think "I have no idea what to write today!"? Then fret no longer. This Journal Jar is full of ideas designed to aid you in your record keeping. Rest assured that your posterity will love reading about how you became engaged, how you spent your holidays when you were a child, or where you were during key events of past decades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Felt Gingerbread Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ2EWzguI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ojOorc7h7Wg/s1600-h/useme5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ2EWzguI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ojOorc7h7Wg/s1600-h/useme5.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ2EWzguI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ojOorc7h7Wg/s320/useme5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678899215729378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No, you don't have to run after this one! A few buttons, some stitching, a bit of stuffing and &lt;i&gt;voila!&lt;/i&gt; A simple decoration or gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Felt Mitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ123zxVI/AAAAAAAAA_c/uSF9T5uk42U/s1600-h/useme4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ123zxVI/AAAAAAAAA_c/uSF9T5uk42U/s320/useme4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678895596062034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; simple project brings the added touch of a Country Christmas to your home. Use it as an ornament, or stuff it with candy and give it as a gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pompom Snowman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ1fXjtDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/L_aOyeX3q0o/s1600-h/useme3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ1fXjtDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/L_aOyeX3q0o/s320/useme3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678889286775858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This cutie-patootie is made from yarn, colored pipe cleaners, and fluff balls. He's a cheerful addition to anyone's Winter decor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ity Virtues" Embroidery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ0Yt4bUI/AAAAAAAAA_E/escpqoSNI_4/s320/useme1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678870321491266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This simple embroidery project allows you to display your commitment to living a virtuous life. Based on the talk given by Bishop Burton in the October 2009 General Conference. Custom colors available. Choose one from six different flowers, each representing a specific virtue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(frame NOT included)&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/1816059181830965205-3159130260300256487?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3159130260300256487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3159130260300256487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3159130260300256487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3159130260300256487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hinesville-ward-relief-society-super.html' title='Hinesville Ward Relief Society Super Saturday 2009'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvMQ0-zYY0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Gvn0zUWsxcg/s72-c/useme2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3595018576772585266</id><published>2009-11-04T21:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:09:00.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Words For Posterity</title><content type='html'>For those of you out there who have children this will be old hat to you. For those of you who don't, this might be slightly amusing. Or the complete opposite. I leave that up to you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids have all gone through phases of mispronouncing various words or just saying words that are way beyond their age level. Tonight, for your reading pleasure, here are a few of my favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Periodontology (taught to each kid as soon as they could talk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurnicane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funder (Thunder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasketti (Spaghetti)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinano (Piano)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serbannah (Savannah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Downtown Dis-A-ny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my research...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be-caved (Decayed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh: Silence! I Keel You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are two conversations that I had with my sweet two year old Josh, just this evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(At the Hospital)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh: What is this area for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: For people getting medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh: What is this area for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: The cafeteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh: What is this area for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You get the idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Joshy, how old are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh: (pause) I'mmmmmmmmmmmm BIG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to end this evening's blog post, I give you some classic Matthew:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Matt, why aren't you in bed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt: I wanted to show Aunt Megan my Bertar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Megan: *blank stares*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt: My Bertar. You know, for "Bertar Hero". *proceeds to sing "I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night"*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(For video of the above &lt;a href="http://do-what-now.blogspot.com/2009/06/georgia-on-my-mind.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3595018576772585266?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3595018576772585266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3595018576772585266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3595018576772585266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3595018576772585266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/saving-words-for-posterity.html' title='Saving Words For Posterity'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7832968602677071768</id><published>2009-11-03T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:31:08.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradigm Shift</title><content type='html'>I walked in the door about 30 minutes ago, after having been at a meeting, to find utter chaos. The kids were still awake, the house was a mess, and my husband was asleep in the bed (which was understandable, seeing as he had a MONSTER headache). Anyway, on any other day this would have perturbed me to no end (did you see that, Melissa?? I used "perturbed"!). However, I was not at all upset. I don't know why, seeing as this would usually set me off in a rant about how nobody cares about our house but me, and why am I the only one to clean, yada yada yada. I just calmly asked the older kids to get the younger kids ready, and voila! Kids in bed in ten minutes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the biggest thing is is that I don't really care about the house being messy. I usually hate having the living room messy at bed time, especially. I like to wake up to a clean house. Tonight? Meh.  I now decree that I am going to take this opportunity to put on my jammies, curl up on the couch, and catch up on some TV shows I've missed, all whilst eating a tiny cup of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mess will still be there in the morning for me. Waiting. I think it just wants me to feel as though I'm needed and have purpose to my life. Yeah, my messes tend to be thoughtful like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-7832968602677071768?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7832968602677071768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7832968602677071768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7832968602677071768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7832968602677071768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/paradigm-shift.html' title='Paradigm Shift'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4312309884816136299</id><published>2009-11-02T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:05:13.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Today was definitely a Monday kind of day. I suppose that is appropriate, seeing as it was a Monday, but it was a &lt;i&gt;Monday&lt;/i&gt; kind of Monday. All I know is that I worked hard all day to get things done, and it seems as though I have nothing to show for it. Ever had that happen to you? Yeah, I know. It's kinda depressing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should only post in the mornings when I have the pep and energ.... WAIT A MINUTE! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHEN DID I BECOME A MORNING PERSON!?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4312309884816136299?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4312309884816136299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4312309884816136299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4312309884816136299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4312309884816136299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2753775912015345350</id><published>2009-11-01T14:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:34:41.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeen</title><content type='html'>And here is Halloween!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gIUPbTVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ME9ZDrAqL5o/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gIUPbTVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ME9ZDrAqL5o/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399217961764080978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of Josh &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;after &lt;/i&gt;I finished putting on his face paint. I knew I had to take it then or else I would not get a good pic of him. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gH4ZEK3I/AAAAAAAAA-U/uLwJSsm17_A/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gH4ZEK3I/AAAAAAAAA-U/uLwJSsm17_A/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399217954288315250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three of four. Josh was being cranky and refused to pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gHr_5OvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4H2h89UHmu0/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gHr_5OvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4H2h89UHmu0/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399217950961515250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob as Commander Cody (I think. He's a Clone Trooper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gHfjOcMI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JnHZAKsaMJc/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gHfjOcMI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JnHZAKsaMJc/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399217947620044994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaylee the Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gG7O2rtI/AAAAAAAAA98/Apr0vrLYFao/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gG7O2rtI/AAAAAAAAA98/Apr0vrLYFao/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399217937870925522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harry Potter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ekDqyuuI/AAAAAAAAA90/_nJqr6YBPXo/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ekDqyuuI/AAAAAAAAA90/_nJqr6YBPXo/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216239328541410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh finally consented to pose once at the Church's Trunk or Treat, but as you can see, most of his nose and mouth makeup are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ej9iRqTI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZSyiiYjLHcg/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ej9iRqTI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZSyiiYjLHcg/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216237682207026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vampire Dad and Harry Potter. If you look closely, you can see Jarum's teeth. He made those himself. Yeah, it's cool being a dentist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ejmY9cFI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Utbx6nKxDos/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ejmY9cFI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Utbx6nKxDos/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216231469117522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truck, although Jake is sitting in front of a lot of it. Jarum gave out toothbrushes along with the candy. And, if you look closely in the back, you'll see a sign I found &lt;i&gt;that day&lt;/i&gt; that read "Dracula's Dental Care - Free Checkups"  TEEHEE I just had to get it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ejDQ_m1I/AAAAAAAAA9c/imISBsmMMYM/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ejDQ_m1I/AAAAAAAAA9c/imISBsmMMYM/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216222040464210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ei_V2y0I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vtTvpf7rxTo/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ei_V2y0I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vtTvpf7rxTo/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399216220987116354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The jars. I love these jars. I can't wait for Halloween next year, solely to get the jars out again. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I, of course, was a party pooper and just wore my witch hat from last year. Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and good luck to all of my peeps who are participating in NaNoWriMo! Crank out those novels! I think the name "Naomi" or "Nomes" is awesome for a strong, female character. Just sayin'.&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/1816059181830965205-2753775912015345350?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2753775912015345350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2753775912015345350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2753775912015345350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2753775912015345350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeen.html' title='Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeen'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3gIUPbTVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ME9ZDrAqL5o/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8431741658754285661</id><published>2009-11-01T13:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:12:13.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2009</title><content type='html'>We discovered a Pumpking (or Punkin) Patch not too far away from where we live, so we decided to take the kids and go have some fun! There were rides, games, a playground and bounce house, not to mention a hay ride to the actual Patch. I think we'll be going again next year. We had a blast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ZV7OzKqI/AAAAAAAAA9M/SFClccl4buc/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ZV7OzKqI/AAAAAAAAA9M/SFClccl4buc/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399210498987338402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3Wp6ESHDI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nFqmOEFZC0k/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207543737293874" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3WqelakiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/KstDe8NJGuM/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207553539936802" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3Wq3lkW6I/AAAAAAAAA80/6_ygK5PAWwo/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207560251464610" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3WraV_BoI/AAAAAAAAA88/jsWM2XfrwNY/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207569581344386" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3Wr4F8zpI/AAAAAAAAA9E/mI8c8Y3B0Fw/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3Wr4F8zpI/AAAAAAAAA9E/mI8c8Y3B0Fw/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207577567153810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1816059181830965205-8431741658754285661?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8431741658754285661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8431741658754285661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8431741658754285661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8431741658754285661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-patch-2009.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2009'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Su3ZV7OzKqI/AAAAAAAAA9M/SFClccl4buc/s72-c/IMG_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4915291069927772630</id><published>2009-08-19T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:48:00.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Thus Far</title><content type='html'>Sent three kids to school&lt;br /&gt;Done three loads of laundry&lt;br /&gt;Folded two loads of laundry&lt;br /&gt;Baked bread (my house smells so GOOD)&lt;br /&gt;Read stories to Josh (and watched as he carried more and more out into the living room)&lt;br /&gt;Put books away :p&lt;br /&gt;Cast-on a new knitting project. Can't say what it is, as it's a Christmas present for someone very very lucky! :)&lt;br /&gt;Checked Leaky mail&lt;br /&gt;Discovered all of the Crafty Witches birthdays, save one.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 10:47am and I have been up since 6:30am. How is your day going?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4915291069927772630?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4915291069927772630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4915291069927772630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4915291069927772630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4915291069927772630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-day-thus-far.html' title='My Day Thus Far'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7236374315222644999</id><published>2009-08-13T15:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:58:17.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Knitting</title><content type='html'>I've finished a few more projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I realized that I desperately needed something to corral the bath toys, so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRspkqSi9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/ivnRJfcOw6Y/s1600-h/careofmagicalcreaturesnaime+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRspkqSi9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/ivnRJfcOw6Y/s320/careofmagicalcreaturesnaime+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369536117203962834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRsqA2QVJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Z8ZClljhUfk/s1600-h/careofmagicalcreaturesnaime+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRsqA2QVJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Z8ZClljhUfk/s320/careofmagicalcreaturesnaime+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369536124770342034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started this Hufflepuff scarf for Matthew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt; ago, so I figured I'd better complete it. YAY!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRuhwMXUfI/AAAAAAAAA6s/MiRqQZ3SAaY/s1600-h/hufflepuff+scarf+wip02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRuhwMXUfI/AAAAAAAAA6s/MiRqQZ3SAaY/s320/hufflepuff+scarf+wip02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538181883974130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRsrH3RhOI/AAAAAAAAA6k/k44hhdxnzR0/s1600-h/matt_hufflepuff_scarf_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRsrH3RhOI/AAAAAAAAA6k/k44hhdxnzR0/s320/matt_hufflepuff_scarf_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369536143833531618" 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/1816059181830965205-7236374315222644999?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7236374315222644999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7236374315222644999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7236374315222644999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7236374315222644999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-knitting.html' title='More Knitting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SoRspkqSi9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/ivnRJfcOw6Y/s72-c/careofmagicalcreaturesnaime+%288%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6239229883829206868</id><published>2009-08-12T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:44:26.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life and I are Made of Fail Today</title><content type='html'>All I want is a clean house. Is this too much to ask? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet connection keeps going in and out. I've had a tech guy over three times in the last three weeks, to no avail. It might be time to get a new ISP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about a thousand things on my to-do list, and I can't stop knitting! While knitting is a good thing, I need to keep my priorities straight. First, a clean and organized house, and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; i can knit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unintentionally hurt a very dear friend's feelings today. I had taken steps to do just the opposite, but it blew up in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my dear friend, I cannot begin to express how deeply sorry I am. I love you and cherish our friendship. I did not mean to hurt you, and please believe that it was your feelings that I had meant to protect, rather than damage. You were all I thought about. I hope that you can forgive me and be happy again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am made of fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6239229883829206868?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6239229883829206868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6239229883829206868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6239229883829206868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6239229883829206868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-and-i-are-made-of-fail-today.html' title='My Life and I are Made of Fail Today'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7050442584811169311</id><published>2009-08-08T21:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:29:28.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>As many of you have already seen my Gnome for my DADA class for the House Cup (see a few entries down) I thought it would be nice to show you where I got my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://addreamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/colicky-mandrake.html"&gt;CLICK ME!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done by a dear friend of mine, Snakey. Well, that's not really her name, but when I first met her online, her screen name was (and still is in a lot of places) Anguinea. She likes snakes. Yeah, I don't get it either. Regardless, she's awesome and I loved her mandrake, so it made me realize that I can in fact knit more than scarves and dishcloths. Thanks, Snakey! *bite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, until Christmas, my Grumpy Gnome lives here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sn4lKVfOwvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Tz-orP78J4g/s1600-h/Gnome3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sn4lKVfOwvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Tz-orP78J4g/s320/Gnome3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367768665369264882" 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/1816059181830965205-7050442584811169311?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7050442584811169311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7050442584811169311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7050442584811169311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7050442584811169311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sn4lKVfOwvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Tz-orP78J4g/s72-c/Gnome3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2670134593892573191</id><published>2009-08-07T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:02:55.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School Pics 2009!</title><content type='html'>Who's ready for school?&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/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzNknyhirI/AAAAAAAAA6E/w58LRHeovG4/s1600-h/IMG_0021+%28edited%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzNknyhirI/AAAAAAAAA6E/w58LRHeovG4/s320/IMG_0021+%28edited%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367390884958669490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJtm-neVI/AAAAAAAAA5s/cUd6ZJ4M1GU/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJtm-neVI/AAAAAAAAA5s/cUd6ZJ4M1GU/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367386641313266002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting patiently for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJtxd1vuI/AAAAAAAAA50/TCNLPIOzCe0/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJtxd1vuI/AAAAAAAAA50/TCNLPIOzCe0/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367386644128579298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HERE IT COMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJuVb413I/AAAAAAAAA58/qYVLhzm9yF0/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzJuVb413I/AAAAAAAAA58/qYVLhzm9yF0/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367386653784070002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is how Joshua coped with being the only one at home with Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And are we all happy that things are back on the school schedule? Yes. Yes we are. :)&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/1816059181830965205-2670134593892573191?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2670134593892573191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2670134593892573191' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2670134593892573191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2670134593892573191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-pics-2009.html' title='First Day of School Pics 2009!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnzNknyhirI/AAAAAAAAA6E/w58LRHeovG4/s72-c/IMG_0021+%28edited%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2942320653616341958</id><published>2009-07-29T17:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:34:21.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Mother *rolls eyes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnDAA2EJLOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/3rJUdQCvfRI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnC9vbT8ijI/AAAAAAAAA40/AmdgM6_PMaE/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995778681178674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnC9vGqzfeI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Beo9cw7aDeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnC9vGqzfeI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Beo9cw7aDeQ/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995773139910114" 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/1816059181830965205-2942320653616341958?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2942320653616341958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2942320653616341958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2942320653616341958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2942320653616341958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-my-mother-rolls-eyes.html' title='For My Mother *rolls eyes*'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnDAA2EJLOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/3rJUdQCvfRI/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4976202120707378190</id><published>2009-07-29T09:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:18:26.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More HP Knitting</title><content type='html'>I finally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; finished my Defense Against the Dark Arts knitting project for this month. I had a blast knitting this thing. Of course there were times when I was ready to just chuck it in the bin, but I am happy to say that he is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month's assignment was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Make something inspired by a scene from Book 6. Extra points if it’s House colors/premiere wear, inspired by Snape (the HBP himself), or inspired by a scene the prof doesn’t remember (possible, as she hasn’t been able to read HBP again, because of the crying). Or, of course, for making her laugh.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote from the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on top of the tree was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back, it glowered down at them all, the ugliest angel Harry had ever seen, with a large bald head like a potato and rather hairy feet.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdZF6a_vI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lv6adMkKnLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdZF6a_vI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lv6adMkKnLQ/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889841863589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdY2i5-JI/AAAAAAAAA4c/OROXng08GQU/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdY2i5-JI/AAAAAAAAA4c/OROXng08GQU/s200/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889837738424466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdYfn1H2I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Cmx-pf37xCo/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdYfn1H2I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Cmx-pf37xCo/s200/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889831585062754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so putting this atop my tree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4976202120707378190?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4976202120707378190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4976202120707378190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4976202120707378190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4976202120707378190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-hp-knitting_29.html' title='More HP Knitting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SnBdZF6a_vI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lv6adMkKnLQ/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3421832998832129692</id><published>2009-07-23T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:36:56.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knit. And I Like Potter. So Why Not Combine the Two?</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know, I am part of an online community of knitters found at ravelry.com. In this community are groups, and of course, I was drawn to some of them having to do with Harry Potter (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt; I know!). One group is called the Harry Potter Knitters/Crocheters House Cup. As part of this group we are sorted into our respective houses (GO HUFFLEPUFF!) and are given class assignments every month that are turned in for points. The house with the most points at the end of the term wins. One does not have to do every class. One is sufficient. However, one can do all of the classes if they wish. I completed two assignments in June. They were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muggle Studies - June: Make something for an object that a wizard wouldn't normally use (i.e. they use the Floo Network or Owls to communicate, not cell phones).&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pics of my cell phone cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWm3ERpI/AAAAAAAAA38/n-YQvGDKsIc/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWm3ERpI/AAAAAAAAA38/n-YQvGDKsIc/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831513401083538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWZ2V0dI/AAAAAAAAA30/HQioVbNpWKE/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWZ2V0dI/AAAAAAAAA30/HQioVbNpWKE/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831509908378066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Divination - June: Knit something to do with tea (leaves)/coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I knitted a coffe to-go cup sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWJ6vepI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Gt2mOjFzmpc/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWJ6vepI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Gt2mOjFzmpc/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831505631869586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Herbology - July: Knit something to do with the wood from which your wand is made.&lt;br /&gt;Well, like cancer is the sign for July, Holly is the wood. Therefore I conjured up some holly berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNXObDyMI/AAAAAAAAA4E/fPEhnmqBOjw/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNXObDyMI/AAAAAAAAA4E/fPEhnmqBOjw/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831524021029058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNXa7RJLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/AJhs4sAOglY/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNXa7RJLI/AAAAAAAAA4M/AJhs4sAOglY/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831527377347762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am still working on my DADA class assignment (I'm not telling what it is until I'm finished, but I am fairly excited about it) and I will post those pics when I am finished. To be honest, I think with this one project I can knock out two other classes, as well! We'll see. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3421832998832129692?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3421832998832129692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3421832998832129692' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3421832998832129692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3421832998832129692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-knit-and-i-like-potter-so-why-not.html' title='I Knit. And I Like Potter. So Why Not Combine the Two?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkNWm3ERpI/AAAAAAAAA38/n-YQvGDKsIc/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8819588104460011003</id><published>2009-07-23T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:18:42.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Rachel - Better Pics of the Food</title><content type='html'>My sister Rachel asked to see better pictures of the food from my Harry Potter party, the Cauldron Cakes in particular. Well, here they are, sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkLOs4n4GI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7PrW-QcB5-E/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkLOs4n4GI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7PrW-QcB5-E/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361829178556014690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Cauldron Cakes, the Cockroach Clusters, and the Pumpkin Pasties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkLOb5IzQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Mvtv_oTlVzY/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkLOb5IzQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Mvtv_oTlVzY/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361829173994769666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Butterbeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much it. Sorry I don't have more, but there you have it.&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/1816059181830965205-8819588104460011003?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8819588104460011003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8819588104460011003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8819588104460011003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8819588104460011003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-rachel-better-pics-of-food.html' title='For Rachel - Better Pics of the Food'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SmkLOs4n4GI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7PrW-QcB5-E/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3637798553333698790</id><published>2009-07-16T12:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:45:42.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Harry Potter. BLISS!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, as a lot of you will already know, was my birthday. It was also the US release day of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. So, as you can see, a perfect storm of Naomi happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I have a lot of well-wishes from so many of my family and friends (thanks so much, by the way!) I also had the pleasure of hosting a viewing party. Some friends came over and we had a whole bunch of good, HP-themed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yummies&lt;/span&gt;, took a Sorting Hat quiz (I, of course, got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hufflepuff&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Squee&lt;/span&gt;!), and then we all went to go and see the movie. It was the second time for me. I found I really enjoyed it after the second viewing. I think I'm too old to go to midnight releases anymore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, below are a few pics from the party, mainly of the food. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To decorate for the party I decided to go with a potion theme, seeing as potions played such a huge part in this HP installment. I just went to Michael's and bought some bottles. Easy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;peasy&lt;/span&gt;. It was figuring out what to put &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the bottles that proved a little more difficult. Here's is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9hOyiYG3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/xH_0EP_obzE/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9hOyiYG3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/xH_0EP_obzE/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108988306201458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Felix &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Felicis&lt;/span&gt; (made with Gold metallic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;acrylic&lt;/span&gt; paint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gzNBSzjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/hDlG7LJMNKk/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gzNBSzjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/hDlG7LJMNKk/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108514378862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pickled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Doxy&lt;/span&gt; Eggs (capers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gynyRaLI/AAAAAAAAA28/b3UHReREhds/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gynyRaLI/AAAAAAAAA28/b3UHReREhds/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108504383744178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Powdered Horn of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bicorn&lt;/span&gt; (sand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gyXQ-5II/AAAAAAAAA20/H5NsmbZVZqc/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gyXQ-5II/AAAAAAAAA20/H5NsmbZVZqc/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108499949151362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monkshood (dried basil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gyMHKVAI/AAAAAAAAA2s/K99CoXPsODE/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gyMHKVAI/AAAAAAAAA2s/K99CoXPsODE/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108496955167746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Boomslang&lt;/span&gt; Skin&lt;br /&gt;(this one I'm particularly proud of. It's made of tomato peel soaked in boiling water with green food coloring and tea. It turned out so well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gx3G-mZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qzpWl3nC6VY/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9gx3G-mZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qzpWl3nC6VY/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359108491317254546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ground Mandrake (chili powder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e4an6YDI/AAAAAAAAA10/ajARE7zFhug/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e4an6YDI/AAAAAAAAA10/ajARE7zFhug/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359106404906590258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e4BE_7qI/AAAAAAAAA1s/XLWRyKAgtRM/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e4BE_7qI/AAAAAAAAA1s/XLWRyKAgtRM/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359106398049267362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3_SAN6I/AAAAAAAAA1k/QLz2gBEkFfY/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3_SAN6I/AAAAAAAAA1k/QLz2gBEkFfY/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359106397566941090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Jasmine (aka Prof. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Trelawney&lt;/span&gt;) baked this cake for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hufflepuff&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks so much, Jasmine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3iPoK9I/AAAAAAAAA1c/vlDvWcwVH8U/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3iPoK9I/AAAAAAAAA1c/vlDvWcwVH8U/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359106389772348370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3GFdDRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/8L_vTDnrMWU/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9e3GFdDRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/8L_vTDnrMWU/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359106382213483794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired after all of the merry-making, but in such a good, happy way! Thanks again to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3637798553333698790?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3637798553333698790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3637798553333698790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3637798553333698790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3637798553333698790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-and-harry-potter-bliss.html' title='Birthday and Harry Potter. BLISS!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sl9hOyiYG3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/xH_0EP_obzE/s72-c/IMG_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3785408395417375872</id><published>2009-06-13T12:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:14:29.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 10</title><content type='html'>Today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Thoughts&lt;/span&gt; are brought to you be the happy thought that I have not yet had to check myself into an insane asylum due to having children. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Fights&lt;br /&gt;Istanbul (the song)&lt;br /&gt;Writing long notes/letters/books/novels/series&lt;br /&gt;Happy dancing&lt;br /&gt;Camping with curling irons&lt;br /&gt;Never running out of Happy Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Flattering dresses&lt;br /&gt;Long shorts&lt;br /&gt;Being able to count&lt;br /&gt;We've already learned the most difficult language&lt;br /&gt;Extra credit&lt;br /&gt;Bean tacos that...... never mind&lt;br /&gt;Bon fires&lt;br /&gt;Roasting marshmallows over a stove&lt;br /&gt;Burning logs on TV when you don't have a fireplace (or, in the case of my dad, the Hi-Def Yule Log)&lt;br /&gt;Sudden bursts of energy&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what day it is&lt;br /&gt;Maps that you can read&lt;br /&gt;Not getting lost on long trips&lt;br /&gt;Family reunions without cheek-pinchers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3785408395417375872?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3785408395417375872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3785408395417375872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3785408395417375872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3785408395417375872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-thoughts-day-10.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 10'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4549536398236343000</id><published>2009-06-04T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:31:11.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 9</title><content type='html'>Today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Thoughts&lt;/span&gt; are brought to you by the joy that is watching my toddler rock out to R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World As We Know It" for the third consecutive listen. Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automatic toasters&lt;br /&gt;Candles&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Stories&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Warm quilts&lt;br /&gt;Well-lit rooms&lt;br /&gt;Telling time&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;Tying your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Clean chalk boards&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy&lt;br /&gt;Not getting in trouble for saying, "You Suck!"&lt;br /&gt;You get a lot out of playing country songs backward&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can learn to country dance&lt;br /&gt;Slow dances&lt;br /&gt;Rugrats&lt;br /&gt;Stake dances&lt;br /&gt;Spanish and French are semi-similar&lt;br /&gt;"I Moan" is not so terrible&lt;br /&gt;Jumping on trampolines with boys&lt;br /&gt;Being Evile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4549536398236343000?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4549536398236343000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4549536398236343000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4549536398236343000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4549536398236343000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-thoughts-day-9.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 9'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7762450573954901212</id><published>2009-06-02T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:28:15.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 8</title><content type='html'>Today's Happy Thoughts are brought to you by a total slacker who was completely distracted last week and forgot to post aforementioned Happy Thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios with Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Greasy grimy gopher guts&lt;br /&gt;Birdies with clean feet&lt;br /&gt;Lizard tails grow back after they accidentally get pulled off&lt;br /&gt;When teachers like you&lt;br /&gt;Kissing up&lt;br /&gt;Bad hair days will always suck&lt;br /&gt;BBQs&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy&lt;br /&gt;People who stick their noses up in the air eventually get barbed-wire shoved up them :p&lt;br /&gt;Illumination&lt;br /&gt;"The Phantom of the Opera"&lt;br /&gt;Voice lessons&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are forever friends&lt;br /&gt;When friendly chipmunks are still friendly&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;A good night's rest&lt;br /&gt;Naps (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-7762450573954901212?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7762450573954901212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7762450573954901212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7762450573954901212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7762450573954901212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-thoughts-day-8.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 8'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4915997110297718319</id><published>2009-05-20T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:33:56.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 7</title><content type='html'>Brought to you by Wednesday: The Best Hump Day out of the entire week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a positive attitude when things go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Straight hair&lt;br /&gt;Curly hair&lt;br /&gt;When green beans fall in the garbage can&lt;br /&gt;Pearly-white teeth&lt;br /&gt;Being a girl&lt;br /&gt;Brand new hair-do's&lt;br /&gt;New facial cleansers&lt;br /&gt;Feeling clean after bathing&lt;br /&gt;Long, long, long, long, long, long showers&lt;br /&gt;Silky smooth legs&lt;br /&gt;New razors&lt;br /&gt;Getting taller&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;Musicals&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;Grand pianos&lt;br /&gt;Fire-resistant flags&lt;br /&gt;Having a large vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;Thesauruses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4915997110297718319?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4915997110297718319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4915997110297718319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4915997110297718319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4915997110297718319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-7.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 7'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-441263882045895693</id><published>2009-05-19T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:30:30.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why My Kids Are Awesome</title><content type='html'>As we near the end of another school year 'tis the season for awards ceremonies. Yesterday and today I was able to attend Kaylee's kindergarten awards and Jacob's 3rd grade awards, respectively. My children are awesome. Kaylee came away with a "Good Citizenship" award, an "Excellence in Art" award, an "Excellence in Writing" award and a "Reading Achievement" award. Good job, Kaylee! Way to be an excellent kindergartner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/ShP3d9t-StI/AAAAAAAAA0k/XFc1GJZLc0A/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/ShP3d9t-StI/AAAAAAAAA0k/XFc1GJZLc0A/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337882077519825618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob received a "Certificate of Attendance" award (he would have had perfect attendance but we pulled him out for one day to go to Disney World :D ), an "Honor Roll" award, a "Distinguished Performance in Technology" award, an "Excellence in Reading" award (best reader in his individual class), a "Good Citizenship" award, and a "Reading Achievement" award. What is so exciting about the last reading award is that each child at the beginning of the year set a goal to reach 50 points in Accelerated Reading tests. In other words, the child reads a book then takes a test on the computer and then earns points. Jacob earned his 50 points within the first nine weeks of school. His award was for reaching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;262&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reading points! He had the most points out of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire third grade!&lt;/span&gt; With his award he received a certificate, a dog tag, and a $50 gift card to Walmart! Holy Hannah! We are so proud of you, Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/ShP3eCOuFUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jsSumnaTdJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/ShP3eCOuFUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jsSumnaTdJQ/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337882078730917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why my kids are awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-441263882045895693?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/441263882045895693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=441263882045895693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/441263882045895693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/441263882045895693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-my-kids-are-awesome.html' title='Why My Kids Are Awesome'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/ShP3d9t-StI/AAAAAAAAA0k/XFc1GJZLc0A/s72-c/IMG_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-9063376408274511132</id><published>2009-05-18T09:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:41:59.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 6</title><content type='html'>I really need some Happy Thoughts today. *grumbles something about wild little boys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful colors on clothes&lt;br /&gt;A simple lifestyle and attitude&lt;br /&gt;Decorated flower pots&lt;br /&gt;Flowers in flower pots&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;Good friends&lt;br /&gt;Matching clothes with friends without advanced planning&lt;br /&gt;Violence &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; eventually end&lt;br /&gt;Little ones grow out of Barney&lt;br /&gt;Good tasting lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;Surprise family vacations&lt;br /&gt;Leaving your doors unlocked&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy&lt;br /&gt;Drama club&lt;br /&gt;Horny toads that don't poke you&lt;br /&gt;Lots of pets/boyfriends (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;Learning&lt;br /&gt;Fully-dressed models&lt;br /&gt;Puppy dogs that lick your face when you come home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-9063376408274511132?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/9063376408274511132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=9063376408274511132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/9063376408274511132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/9063376408274511132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-6.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 6'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1713037579149038946</id><published>2009-05-17T13:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:31:38.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 5</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I missed yesterday's installment of Happy Thoughts. Oh well. Just remembering that I forgot is in and of itself a happy thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunking people&lt;br /&gt;Good books&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy&lt;br /&gt;Staple guns&lt;br /&gt;No homework&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of religion&lt;br /&gt;One minute until school is out/work is over&lt;br /&gt;Healing wounds&lt;br /&gt;Happy horses&lt;br /&gt;White bicycles&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors with pretty reflections&lt;br /&gt;Good grades&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy hair on poodles&lt;br /&gt;Good, clear handwriting&lt;br /&gt;Fire extinguishers&lt;br /&gt;Lilly pads with cute frogs on them&lt;br /&gt;Slimy cheese on pizza&lt;br /&gt;Standing for what you believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;New clothes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-1713037579149038946?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1713037579149038946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1713037579149038946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1713037579149038946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1713037579149038946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-5.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 5'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2978982023022507829</id><published>2009-05-15T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:51:38.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 4</title><content type='html'>The list for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy carpet that feels good on your bare feet&lt;br /&gt;Frogs that are really Princes&lt;br /&gt;Divine qualities&lt;br /&gt;Family outings&lt;br /&gt;Long letters&lt;br /&gt;Accepting yourself and being proud of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Water slides&lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;br /&gt;Amusement parks&lt;br /&gt;Zest fully clean with just regular soap&lt;br /&gt;Long showers&lt;br /&gt;Good books&lt;br /&gt;Cute pigs/boys&lt;br /&gt;Hyperness&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Exciting news&lt;br /&gt;Self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;Silly-heads&lt;br /&gt;Swimming parties&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2978982023022507829?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2978982023022507829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2978982023022507829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2978982023022507829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2978982023022507829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-4.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 4'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2534543335791619210</id><published>2009-05-14T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:37:55.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 3</title><content type='html'>This list of Happy Thoughts is brought to you by scratch paper, a mechanical pencil, a phone conversation with my sister, and ten minutes of nothing else to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Scoops&lt;br /&gt;Indulging in a Mani/Pedi&lt;br /&gt;Frosted Graham Crackers&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;Children Smiling&lt;br /&gt;Guacamole&lt;br /&gt;Lilies&lt;br /&gt;Magnolia Trees&lt;br /&gt;Blue Skies&lt;br /&gt;Tulips&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;E's Version of "Pride and Prejudice"&lt;br /&gt;A Baby's Breath&lt;br /&gt;No More Diapers&lt;br /&gt;Art/School/Office Supplies&lt;br /&gt;Pampered Chef Parties&lt;br /&gt;High-speed Internet Connections&lt;br /&gt;Washing Machines and Clothes Driers&lt;br /&gt;Summer Vacation&lt;br /&gt;The First Day of School&lt;br /&gt;Winter Break&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable Beds&lt;br /&gt;Daisies&lt;br /&gt;Pixar Films&lt;br /&gt;Cats&lt;br /&gt;Self-Cleaning Litter Boxes&lt;br /&gt;Catching Up with Old Friends&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cold Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;The Intoxicating Aroma of Freshly-brewed Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Free Samples at the End of Candy Factory Tours&lt;br /&gt;Only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slight&lt;/span&gt; Humidity&lt;br /&gt;The First Snow of the Season&lt;br /&gt;Sleds&lt;br /&gt;Fireplaces&lt;br /&gt;Family Photos&lt;br /&gt;Mozilla Firefox (tabs are LOVE!)&lt;br /&gt;Learning Something New&lt;br /&gt;Being Appreciated&lt;br /&gt;Little Kids in Sunglasses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2534543335791619210?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2534543335791619210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2534543335791619210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2534543335791619210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2534543335791619210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-3.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 3'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2000594122244802444</id><published>2009-05-13T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:20:04.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>We have had the most fun week here in our little corner of the world. We started off with Field Days at the kids' elementary school. Kaylee and the kindergarten had theirs on Monday and Jacob and the third graders had theirs on Tuesday. Unfortunately Josh was not feeling very well on Monday so we were unable to stay for all of Kaylee's, but as she and Jacob both observed, "There is always next year!" Kaylee's class, I believe, came in first, and Jacob's class came in second. There was much fun had by all and it was fun to see the kids running back and forth doing crazy relays.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-SdKcmNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/KGDPbG57I_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-SdKcmNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/KGDPbG57I_Y/s320/IMG_2797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356301593319634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-ShLizmI/AAAAAAAAA0E/vs-3JIce_w4/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-ShLizmI/AAAAAAAAA0E/vs-3JIce_w4/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356302671662690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we celebrated Matthew's 4th birthday. He's been excited about his special day since, oh, his 3rd birthday. Seriously, he's been asking when his birthday was going to be for the last six months &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;. Finally the day came and he had a BLAST! He received all sorts of wonderful presents and just had an all-around good day. I love you, my big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-S_TLzAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Xvk1wUGHmVw/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-S_TLzAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Xvk1wUGHmVw/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356310756772866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, of course, was Mother's Day. I think that I am probably the luckiest mom in the whole of creation! I have four wonderful kids who just doted on me the entire day and a loving husband who lovingly supervised. It was a grand day. Plus it is always fun to have your gift wrapped in Christmas paper. Thanks kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-TKRiV6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/aWnEABSoqnc/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-TKRiV6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/aWnEABSoqnc/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356313702651810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, just for the heck, I give you a Josh pic. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-TcNPKEI/AAAAAAAAA0c/FI1ZOGGjqqg/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-TcNPKEI/AAAAAAAAA0c/FI1ZOGGjqqg/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356318516455490" 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/1816059181830965205-2000594122244802444?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2000594122244802444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2000594122244802444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2000594122244802444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2000594122244802444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Sgr-SdKcmNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/KGDPbG57I_Y/s72-c/IMG_2797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4822050006419214842</id><published>2009-05-13T08:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:29:40.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Day 2</title><content type='html'>As I was going through the list after my last post, I realized how many of them share just a bit too much personal information (about other people), how many are complete inside jokes, and how nerdy we were in high school! (Of course, I completely embrace my nerdiness now, but it is a bit of a shock to realize that you were a nerd in school when you didn't particularly think you were all that nerdy. But I digress.) As such, I probably won't be posting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every single Happy Thought&lt;/span&gt; from my list. That being said, there are still hundreds and hundreds of gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly Chipmunks&lt;br /&gt;Good Hair Days&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Light Bulbs&lt;br /&gt;Air Conditioners in the Summer&lt;br /&gt;Heaters in the Winter&lt;br /&gt;Radios with Good Reception&lt;br /&gt;Long Talks with Friends&lt;br /&gt;Telephones&lt;br /&gt;Puppies&lt;br /&gt;A Spoonful of Sugar with Bad Tasting Medicine&lt;br /&gt;World Peace&lt;br /&gt;Spelling Words Correctly&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck on Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;Kissing Ouchies Better&lt;br /&gt;Star Trek Trivia&lt;br /&gt;Stars and Constellations&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;Walks in the Evening or Early Morning&lt;br /&gt;Swings&lt;br /&gt;Meteorites Missing the Earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4822050006419214842?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4822050006419214842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4822050006419214842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4822050006419214842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4822050006419214842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts-day-2.html' title='Happy Thoughts - Day 2'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-3205656111719154923</id><published>2009-05-12T15:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:25:19.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts</title><content type='html'>While I was going through my filing cabinet/cleaning my office I found a file folder marked "Happy Thoughts". Surely they couldn't be, I thought to myself, but indeed they are! These are the Happy thoughts that some friends and I compiled while we were still in high school! There are over a thousand of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I figured in these tremulous times, we could all do with some Happy Thoughts. For the next however many days it takes me, I am going to post a few Happy Thoughts on my blog. Keep in mind that some of these are quite dated, but most of them are just has happy as they were almost 15 years ago.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionaries&lt;br /&gt;Conversion Tables&lt;br /&gt;Good Grades on Math Tests&lt;br /&gt;Bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Teachers&lt;br /&gt;Gold Silverware&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Chimichangas&lt;br /&gt;14-Hour Naps&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping In&lt;br /&gt;Morality on Television&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Fish&lt;br /&gt;Green Eggs and Ham&lt;br /&gt;No More Dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;America&lt;br /&gt;Good Friends&lt;br /&gt;Gentler Ivory&lt;br /&gt;Good Grades&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to Keep You From Being Bored&lt;br /&gt;Brown Plates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-3205656111719154923?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3205656111719154923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=3205656111719154923' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3205656111719154923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/3205656111719154923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-thoughts.html' title='Happy Thoughts'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-535573713249365394</id><published>2009-04-24T12:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:51:16.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think My Husband Might Be a Superhero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SfHt9g0wbII/AAAAAAAAAz0/5WdaZNbYz70/s1600-h/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SfHt9g0wbII/AAAAAAAAAz0/5WdaZNbYz70/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328301475195022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known for quite some time that I'm married to a pretty amazing fellow, but there are things about him that make me think that he might be a superhero with a secret identity. I mean, he's got the build for a superhero. He's smokin' hot! But some things have happened lately to make me wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when he was training to go to Iraq, Captain I-Couldn't-Hit-the-Broadside-of-a-Barn-With-My-Gun just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to hit the live grenade in the dummy's pocket and blow the entire thing up. Coincidence? I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just this last week he was almost hit by a car. And when I mean almost, I really mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;! He was taking his P.T. (physical training) test that the Army gives on a regular basis to make sure that its soldiers aren't fat. The part of the test he was taking requires the soldiers to run three miles in a certain amount of time and they run down closed-off streets on post. As he was running down the street at a full run he happened to notice a Honda Odyssey coming approaching an intersection out of the corner of his eye, but didn't really give it much thought seeing as the road was closed off. As we was going through the intersection he just happened to turn his head and saw that the Odyssey was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right on top of him!&lt;/span&gt; Having little time to think, and without breaking his stride, he put one hand on top of the car's hood and did a Heisman leap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right over the hood of the car and kept on running!&lt;/span&gt; Further on down the street he turned back and saw the rear guard just yelling at the driver of the minivan, and realized that everyone thought that he had been hit. When they went to see if he was all right he just said that he was and didn't make too big of a deal out of it. I think he was just trying to hide the fact that he has super reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I reaching? Probably. Is it cool to think you might be married to a superhero? Holy cow, YES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-535573713249365394?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/535573713249365394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=535573713249365394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/535573713249365394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/535573713249365394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-my-husband-might-be-superhero.html' title='I Think My Husband Might Be a Superhero!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SfHt9g0wbII/AAAAAAAAAz0/5WdaZNbYz70/s72-c/IMG_1451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1262552615806962992</id><published>2009-04-21T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:05:39.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Massive photo dump over at &lt;a href="http://threemonkeystwentyminutes.blogspot.com/2009/04/leave-me-alone-p.html"&gt;Three Monkeys&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-1262552615806962992?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1262552615806962992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1262552615806962992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1262552615806962992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1262552615806962992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5869355175662616197</id><published>2009-03-25T13:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:56:55.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Spring, Suckers!</title><content type='html'>These pictures are for those of you who are still up to your eyeballs in snow. *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0O1g6lSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0lcu0cUqGYY/s1600-h/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0O1g6lSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0lcu0cUqGYY/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317190108296418594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0OfXeQ7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/UDPu6QPDx0Y/s1600-h/IMG_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0OfXeQ7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/UDPu6QPDx0Y/s320/IMG_2567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317190102351233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0OSWRmtI/AAAAAAAAAxk/EidsLX0H5fw/s1600-h/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0OSWRmtI/AAAAAAAAAxk/EidsLX0H5fw/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317190098856549074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0NisXlJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/I1XWQbtT3-o/s1600-h/IMG_2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0NisXlJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/I1XWQbtT3-o/s320/IMG_2574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317190086064313490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a rose bud in my front yard. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0NAKsadI/AAAAAAAAAxU/VV5P4jPoLGM/s1600-h/IMG_2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scpy1LIit9I/AAAAAAAAAw0/xb_FnaB1LS8/s320/IMG_2570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317188567911544786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scpy0k6InuI/AAAAAAAAAws/7VuYdLjgR-s/s1600-h/IMG_2564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scpy0k6InuI/AAAAAAAAAws/7VuYdLjgR-s/s320/IMG_2564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317188557650566882" 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/1816059181830965205-5869355175662616197?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5869355175662616197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5869355175662616197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5869355175662616197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5869355175662616197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-spring-suckers.html' title='It&apos;s Spring, Suckers!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/Scp0O1g6lSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0lcu0cUqGYY/s72-c/IMG_2560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-5480816882505873238</id><published>2009-03-09T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:20:33.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IT IS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HA_DhWEb0Ww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HA_DhWEb0Ww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-5480816882505873238?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5480816882505873238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=5480816882505873238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5480816882505873238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/5480816882505873238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-it-is.html' title='THERE IT IS!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8049005970026461051</id><published>2009-03-07T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:27:53.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;We bought a puppy today.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A puppy?! you say. Why, yes. I, Naomi, now have a dog in the house. Jarum has been wanting one forever and I've been rather resistant. However, he pulled the "you've been wanting to plant a garden since we moved in and we have a rabbit problem" line on me, so that made me cave in. She is such a sweetie. She's all settled into her den and she has even been out and about around the living room, trying to get her bearings. Misty (our cat) isn't quite sure what to make of this new smelly creature living in the house. She's keeping her distance for the time being, but hasn't run away in fear, or conversly, tried to take a swipe at the puppy. The kids are totally in love with her already, though. And Jarum! If ever there was a softie towards dogs, he's the one! It's adorable watching him hold her.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyway, a lot of you have been asking for pics, so &lt;a href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/26171283@N08/sets/72157614938488746/' target='_blank'&gt;*throws pics at you*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=56a77e14-1f53-48e3-9ef8-02348d80d708' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&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/1816059181830965205-8049005970026461051?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8049005970026461051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8049005970026461051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8049005970026461051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8049005970026461051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/brownie.html' title='Brownie'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1713434896329087859</id><published>2009-03-06T17:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:58:30.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Do you &lt;a href='http://www.twitter.com/nomesface' target='_blank'&gt;tweet&lt;/a&gt;? If not, you probably should.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class='zemanta-pixie'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=efd6944b-6f51-4761-95ba-196c060c14b0' class='zemanta-pixie-img'/&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/1816059181830965205-1713434896329087859?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1713434896329087859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1713434896329087859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1713434896329087859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1713434896329087859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-7353109284654037365</id><published>2009-01-14T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:58:15.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Word Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;table cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' border='0' align='center' width='350'&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#eeeeee' align='center'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font face='Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif' style='color: black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Word is "Hope"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#ffffff'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height='100' width='100' src='http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourwordquiz/hope.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You see life as an opportunity for learning, growth, and bringing out the best in others.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;No matter how bad things get, you always have at least a glimmer of optimism.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are accepting and forgiving. You encourage those who have wronged you to turn over a new leaf.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And while there is a lot of ugliness in the world, you believe that almost no one is beyond redemption.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourwordquiz/'&gt;What's Your Word?&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/1816059181830965205-7353109284654037365?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7353109284654037365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=7353109284654037365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7353109284654037365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/7353109284654037365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-word-are-you.html' title='What Word Are You?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-186721441374474216</id><published>2008-12-31T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:33:16.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy and Gramps Visit</title><content type='html'>Grammy and Gramps came to visit us at our house right after Christmas. While they were here for only a few short days, we had a blast! It was fun watching the children play with their Grandparents. And I'm not going to lie, it was fun for me as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPzdEOx2I/AAAAAAAAAuI/jA37n0w6SrU/s1600-h/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPzdEOx2I/AAAAAAAAAuI/jA37n0w6SrU/s320/IMG_2035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976701787883362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gramps has always been a big fan of trains, so he and Matthew were right at home with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPy3tj-HI/AAAAAAAAAuA/bbZaITjutlg/s1600-h/IMG_2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPy3tj-HI/AAAAAAAAAuA/bbZaITjutlg/s320/IMG_2060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976691760691314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On their last day we went up to Savannah. We had lunch in Forsythe Park, right across from this fountain. It was a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPxxvAYRI/AAAAAAAAAt4/nK6FbdRsNT8/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPxxvAYRI/AAAAAAAAAt4/nK6FbdRsNT8/s320/IMG_2066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976672976265490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grammy and Gramps had so much fun with Josh going down the slide. It was fun for me to watch as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that they were able to come and visit. I wish it could have been longer, but I'll take what I can get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-186721441374474216?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/186721441374474216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=186721441374474216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/186721441374474216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/186721441374474216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/12/grammy-and-gramps-came-to-visit-us-at.html' title='Grammy and Gramps Visit'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVuPzdEOx2I/AAAAAAAAAuI/jA37n0w6SrU/s72-c/IMG_2035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2138080120408428160</id><published>2008-12-25T18:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:07:38.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>We here at the Boyer house are just pleased as punch that we were able to spend Christmas together this year instead of having Jarum in Iraq. We were also happy (no offense to our family, we love you!) to stay home this year. It has been a while. The day was wonderful with much happiness, laughter and fun to be had. All of the gifts we received were wonderful and much appreciated. Santa also did quite a good job, according to the kids. The laughter mainly came from watching each other try to do the hula hoop game on the Wii fit. We have videos. We'll probably either delete them or hold them for when blackmail might be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfB_iwoYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/sXK-RA42RQs/s1600-h/IMG_2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfB_iwoYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/sXK-RA42RQs/s320/IMG_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882381909991810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfCQrQZbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/DvVCHUS2KKc/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfCQrQZbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/DvVCHUS2KKc/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882386509030834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfC7JxJYI/AAAAAAAAAto/_SnrnMpVbBU/s1600-h/IMG_2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfC7JxJYI/AAAAAAAAAto/_SnrnMpVbBU/s320/IMG_2014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882397911295362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfCPZZrjI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iHV-5_dO6n4/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfCPZZrjI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iHV-5_dO6n4/s320/IMG_2012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882386165706290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfDSat5NI/AAAAAAAAAtw/xWtFpc1sLzw/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfDSat5NI/AAAAAAAAAtw/xWtFpc1sLzw/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882404156400850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that is our new TV, otherwise known as "The Beast." Just wait until you see it, Mom. You'll do a double-take, I'm sure. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2138080120408428160?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2138080120408428160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2138080120408428160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2138080120408428160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2138080120408428160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SVQfB_iwoYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/sXK-RA42RQs/s72-c/IMG_2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-495574045879860315</id><published>2008-12-15T11:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:44:29.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;For my birthday last summer, my sister Megan introduced me to the magazine Real Simple. She'd noticed that I had been getting Better Homes and Gardens and thought that I might like this one better. I asked her what was so special about it and she just said that on top of the layout just being fantastic that it has some wonderful ideas for everyday life. MY GOSH, was she right! Every month it is a special treat when I open the mailbox and inside is my new issue! The November issue helped me to have a less stressed and highly entertaining Thanksgiving, and the December issue has been helping me with decoration ideas and such for Christmas.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There are a few items of the magazine that I especially like:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tried and true beauty ideas: Pretty much they take products and rate them. Almost like a Consumer Reports. They also include tips on things you might be doing wrong. For instance, did you know that you shouldn't apply conditioner to your whole head? They suggest starting from your ears and working the conditioner into the ends of your hair, as ends are what really need the conditioner. This saves you from having oily-looking hair on the top of your head and also keeps you from having to wash as often. I tried this, and it's awesome!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;New uses for old things: Did you know that packing peanuts in the bottom of a flower pot makes it so you don't have to use as much potting soil and still allows for proper drainage? And that old rubber bands tied around an egg and then dipped into Easter egg dye make for tie-dyed eggs? They also have suggestions for paper clips, felt circles, etc.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Month-specific Simple lists: Did you know that August is the best time to buy a computer? Did you know that 55% of women in their 60s describe themselves as very happy versus 40% of women in their 20s?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyway, the whole reason for this post is that I have been rather stressed of late due to the holidays, kids, etc. You know, the usual. However, when I got my January issue of Real Simple in the mail on Saturday, I just had to smile. The whole issue is about making lists; whether they are to-do lists or not-to-do lists. They have ideas on where to make lists and how to make lists. There is a list on how to return anything. There is a list on 15 ways to get more fit. A list for making your clothes last longer. The best part is that most of this issue, while being informative, is also incredibly funny! There is an article on famous people's (fictional) lists: &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Genghis Khan:&lt;br/&gt;Pillage&lt;br/&gt;Plunder.&lt;br/&gt;Have shirt taken in.&lt;br/&gt;Pillage&lt;br/&gt;Pillage&lt;br/&gt;Seven o'clock parent-teacher meeting&lt;br/&gt;Plunder&lt;br/&gt;Pillage&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fred Astaire:&lt;br/&gt;Wash ceiling&lt;br/&gt;Take cravat-tying lessons&lt;br/&gt;Find something new to twirl (am tired of canes and umbrellas)&lt;br/&gt;etc.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you ever read Real Simple, make sure you read it from cover to cover, as the very last page is often what gets me through the month. The whole page consists of punch-out cards that directly relate to what was in the issue. January has cards that should be punched out and placed in various rooms of the house. The card for the office has important dates to remember. The card for the fridge has six simple recipe substitutions (I am &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; looking those up!). The card for the laundry room has stain-removal strategies. The card for by the telephone has methods for how to get a human on the line for places such as amazon.com, Walmart.com, Citibank, etc.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, there you have it. A magazine full of well-written articles, tips, tricks, and ideas. If there is a better magazine out there, I haven't seen it. Try it, you'll like it.&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/1816059181830965205-495574045879860315?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/495574045879860315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=495574045879860315' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/495574045879860315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/495574045879860315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/12/real-simple.html' title='Real Simple'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6042295580724299379</id><published>2008-12-05T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:01:37.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Page Element.</title><content type='html'>If you scroll down to the bottom of my blog, you'll see a cute little pic of my family. I totally stole the idea from my friend Amy. Thanks, Amy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-6042295580724299379?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6042295580724299379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6042295580724299379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6042295580724299379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6042295580724299379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-page-element.html' title='New Page Element.'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-2552335197790474988</id><published>2008-11-01T18:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:47:28.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>We had a very enjoyable Halloween this year. Matt, especially, has been looking forward to this night since, oh, last Halloween. He woke up Halloween morning, quite distressed that we weren't out right then and there getting our candy. Sometimes three year-olds are hard to reason with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Trunk-or-Treat held at the church. There was a mini carnival, food, and of course the candy. The kids had a fantastic time, especially since their friends, from when we lived here before the deployment, came with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza1ND0y5I/AAAAAAAAAss/4CdTiE9F4fw/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza1ND0y5I/AAAAAAAAAss/4CdTiE9F4fw/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822672062892946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriel, Jacob, Vaughn, Josh, Liam, Kaylee and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza0s-t6zI/AAAAAAAAAsk/b0NCMaV3Ngs/s1600-h/IMG_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza0s-t6zI/AAAAAAAAAsk/b0NCMaV3Ngs/s320/IMG_1756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822663451536178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza0IUFpdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/SRQpI9TjLz8/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza0IUFpdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/SRQpI9TjLz8/s320/IMG_1757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822653609059794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaVEcTYSI/AAAAAAAAAsU/TykreH0P4Ko/s1600-h/IMG_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaVEcTYSI/AAAAAAAAAsU/TykreH0P4Ko/s320/IMG_1758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822119993827618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little Clone Trooper is Ty. We had to coax him in, if I am remembering correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaUyc_tQI/AAAAAAAAAsM/X4wbmKGy8hg/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaUyc_tQI/AAAAAAAAAsM/X4wbmKGy8hg/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822115164894466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaT0Frt9I/AAAAAAAAAsE/0I8AlyV9T2U/s1600-h/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaT0Frt9I/AAAAAAAAAsE/0I8AlyV9T2U/s320/IMG_1763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822098424117202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And who are those cuties???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaTQkMj_I/AAAAAAAAAr8/rCikarxf_FI/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaTQkMj_I/AAAAAAAAAr8/rCikarxf_FI/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822088888422386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaTMyi3QI/AAAAAAAAAr0/6j6eA5F-h28/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzaTMyi3QI/AAAAAAAAAr0/6j6eA5F-h28/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822087874862338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZpugVE9I/AAAAAAAAArs/jgluc3OPqbI/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZpugVE9I/AAAAAAAAArs/jgluc3OPqbI/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821375370761170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZpG_4VdI/AAAAAAAAArk/4Ln3-ERf380/s1600-h/IMG_1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZpG_4VdI/AAAAAAAAArk/4Ln3-ERf380/s320/IMG_1770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821364765677010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZohys1LI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ih0GgmBFhJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZohys1LI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ih0GgmBFhJQ/s320/IMG_1772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821354778285234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZoP7opsI/AAAAAAAAArU/PKKTML10MyQ/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZoP7opsI/AAAAAAAAArU/PKKTML10MyQ/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821349983921858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZnsUGunI/AAAAAAAAArM/-5sxZ0XRXdc/s1600-h/IMG_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQzZnsUGunI/AAAAAAAAArM/-5sxZ0XRXdc/s320/IMG_1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821340422879858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope the rest of you had a wonderful Halloween. It's so much fun to celebrate with kids, especially when they actually get what is going on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-2552335197790474988?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2552335197790474988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=2552335197790474988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2552335197790474988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/2552335197790474988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQza1ND0y5I/AAAAAAAAAss/4CdTiE9F4fw/s72-c/IMG_1755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6466478780986327300</id><published>2008-10-29T09:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:57:54.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Yes, I Do Still Exist!</title><content type='html'>As I've been trying to post this, I've realized why I don't blog as much as I should: every time I sit down to the computer and try to do anything with pictures, Josh comes running and wants to look through our entire collection. Even as I type this, he is trying to crawl up my leg and is very put-out that we aren't looking at his pictures! GAH! Anyway, this is what has been happening to the Boyers lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee played soccer this fall. She has a natural gift of energy that allows her to just run around and around and around. She's a pretty good kicker, as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkkpF0MdI/AAAAAAAAAqk/iAPgK9eW7Uc/s1600-h/IMG_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkkpF0MdI/AAAAAAAAAqk/iAPgK9eW7Uc/s320/IMG_1701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262566745250738642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lining up for the first shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhklqj5AdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/cVS-L4zWnnY/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhklqj5AdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/cVS-L4zWnnY/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262566762825187794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Goalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jacob also had the chance to play baseball this fall. I know that baseball isn't exactly known for being a fall-ish sport (except for the play-offs and the World Series), but being in the South, it's warmer longer so they just decided to throw in an extra baseball season for the year. YAY! And, as of this posting, his team is undefeated. GO METS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkmCYE82I/AAAAAAAAAq0/f6QnGC67zAs/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkmCYE82I/AAAAAAAAAq0/f6QnGC67zAs/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262566769218089826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob playing right field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkmlk7w3I/AAAAAAAAAq8/hy5LsxpzzQs/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkmlk7w3I/AAAAAAAAAq8/hy5LsxpzzQs/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262566778667254642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every year the elementary school has a Fall Festival. Last year it was held outside and you had to pay to do the carnival attractions. This year it was inside (thank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goodness&lt;/span&gt;, because it was pouring that day!) and the attractions were free! Another YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkm-bcfqI/AAAAAAAAArE/RRU3q8BznLA/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkm-bcfqI/AAAAAAAAArE/RRU3q8BznLA/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262566785338343074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew building a bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgwyNrooI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uvDMegEY4qw/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgwyNrooI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uvDMegEY4qw/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262562555811570306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgyNBx1MI/AAAAAAAAAqM/bFtdbZD5ufg/s1600-h/IMG_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgyNBx1MI/AAAAAAAAAqM/bFtdbZD5ufg/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262562580189271234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgxsTBw0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/cChS6ruLAIM/s1600-h/IMG_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgxsTBw0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/cChS6ruLAIM/s320/IMG_1744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262562571403248450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgybg-0oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_JeW7NCepmM/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgybg-0oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_JeW7NCepmM/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262562584078242434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jarum thought it would be amusing to put a temporary leaf tattoo on Josh. That night we taught Josh how to flex and say "Strong!" He's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgygK5i3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/VWjD1f165wg/s1600-h/IMG_1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhgygK5i3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/VWjD1f165wg/s320/IMG_1750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262562585327799154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little attraction was called "Shrink Wrap the Kid." It was highly popular, and even more fun to watch! Kaylee's face is indicitive of every single kids' reaction to this thing. What a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, there you have it! We're alive and having oodles of fun doing various things. YAY!&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/1816059181830965205-6466478780986327300?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6466478780986327300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6466478780986327300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6466478780986327300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6466478780986327300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-yes-i-do-still-exist.html' title='Why Yes, I Do Still Exist!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SQhkkpF0MdI/AAAAAAAAAqk/iAPgK9eW7Uc/s72-c/IMG_1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-8470806543918687484</id><published>2008-09-29T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:45:36.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;For the past two weeks I have been enjoying boundless amounts of energy and I have been getting much accomplished.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And then this weekend hit. Nothing special happened that would cause me to be tired. I just felt drained beyond belief. It's like my body is rebelling against itself and trying to tell me to SLOW DOWN!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do you ever just have one of those days where you know you're supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be doing various jobs/chores/randomness, but you are so tired that&lt;br /&gt;you can't get your body to kick it into high gear?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Meh.&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/1816059181830965205-8470806543918687484?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8470806543918687484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=8470806543918687484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8470806543918687484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/8470806543918687484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-1486789510853736796</id><published>2008-09-19T15:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:30:24.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm sitting here in my newly cleaned/unpacked/organized library/office (my gosh, that's a lot of slashes!) enjoying the quiet of the morning. Southeast Georgia is enjoying a cool week and this morning I have every window in the house thrown wide open! I don't know how long it is supposed to last, but by golly, I'm going to enjoy it while I can! Usually by this time in the morning it's already in the upper 80s, and it is now a cool 71 degrees. I can totally deal with that!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've been receiving a lot of requests to see what the outside of our house looks like. Jarum has been working very hard on putting in a new automatic sprinkler system and various other front yard-y tasks. So, without further ado....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/26171283@N08/sets/72157607379842551/'&gt;The Yard!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-1486789510853736796?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1486789510853736796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=1486789510853736796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1486789510853736796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/1486789510853736796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/yard.html' title='The Yard'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-876357119447600423</id><published>2008-09-01T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:44:58.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shout!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Saturday was the season opener for BYU football. And, because Jarum and I are both rabid fans, we decided to get the sport package on directtv so that we could watch almost the whole season from the comfort of our living room! We decided that it was important to share this moment with the kids, so we had a fun family party!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://flickr.com/photos/26171283@N08/sets/72157607055665744/'&gt;Click for pics&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Rah rah rah rah rah, goooooooooooooooooo Cougars! (We won, by the way).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Best part of the evening? Getting Josh to say "Go Cougars." It was awesome.&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/1816059181830965205-876357119447600423?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/876357119447600423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=876357119447600423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/876357119447600423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/876357119447600423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/rise-and-shout.html' title='Rise and Shout!!!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-6726816167497751886</id><published>2008-08-28T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:55:52.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barley House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;For those of you (namely our moms) who have been dying to see our house, we now have &lt;a href='http://flickr.com/photos/26171283@N08/sets/72157606996195613/'&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;! Yay! I did my best as far as getting it presentable, but we have only been in the place for exactly two months, and we're still working on getting pictures and such up on the walls. /caveat. :)&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/1816059181830965205-6726816167497751886?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6726816167497751886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=6726816167497751886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6726816167497751886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/6726816167497751886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/08/barley-house_28.html' title='The Barley House'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816059181830965205.post-4334336921834646881</id><published>2008-08-12T19:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:55:50.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things I Have Done in the Last Four Days</title><content type='html'>1. Did cartwheels when I checked the bank account and saw that Jarum's bonus from Iraq was finally there.&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to Savannah and bought a new piano with part of said bonus. Went to Savannah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPKVoLdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TRqvKedIQl8/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPKVoLdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TRqvKedIQl8/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233782261314760146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Cursed at the Master Bathroom sink for draining very sloooowwwwlllyyy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to church and organized all manner of musical numbers.&lt;br /&gt;5. Took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;6. Made a very nice Sunday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cursed the Master Bath sink again. Tried Drano. No go.&lt;br /&gt;8. Looked up how to fix a clogged sink.&lt;br /&gt;9. Woke up Monday morning and fixed said sink. That's right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Took the little kids shopping.&lt;br /&gt;11. Bought the baby new shoes. (baby: shews)&lt;br /&gt;12 Survived Walmart. And while at Walmart, bought a ton of Georgia grown peaches.&lt;br /&gt;13. Came home and froze said peaches.&lt;br /&gt;14. Prepared piano lessons for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;15. Gave piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;16. Family Home Evening.&lt;br /&gt;17. Woke up Tuesday morning with a mission.&lt;br /&gt;18. Started laundry.&lt;br /&gt;19. Cleaned bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;20. Continued laundry.&lt;br /&gt;21. Finished knitting another dishcloth.&lt;br /&gt;22. Had lunch with Jarum.&lt;br /&gt;23. Made Strawberry freezer jam. First time. It's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPRi5PGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YzKnL1JJAyo/s1600-h/IMG_1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPRi5PGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YzKnL1JJAyo/s320/IMG_1532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233782263249452130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;24. More laundry.&lt;br /&gt;25. Swept and mopped all of the floors, and when one has wood all throughout, that's a lot of sweeping and mopping!&lt;br /&gt;26. Got phone hooked up.&lt;br /&gt;27. Helped kids with homework.&lt;br /&gt;28. Made bread.&lt;br /&gt;29. Made another AMAZING dinner. Just from spare stuff in the kitchen. Oh, my gosh, YUM!&lt;br /&gt;30. Spent time with kids.&lt;br /&gt;31. Still more laundry.&lt;br /&gt;32. Got kids ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;33. Smiled as Kaylee showed me her first lost tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPybC2fI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3EJ4DPukYuk/s1600-h/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPybC2fI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3EJ4DPukYuk/s320/IMG_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233782272074897906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Blogged about my last four days. (Still not finished with laundry. That will have to wait until tomorrow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes. I have been incredible busy. This list does not include normal day-to-day things such as dressing/feeding/bathing/changing children/myself, talking to friends and family, reading, watching tv, yada-yada. But while they have been incredibly busy days, I am able to sleep the sleep of one who has accomplished much and can enjoy a job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somewhere along the way, I have enjoyed the cuteness of my kids. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhs_F7gnI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LuHGlhQDC9M/s1600-h/IMG_1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhs_F7gnI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LuHGlhQDC9M/s320/IMG_1518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233782773692203634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816059181830965205-4334336921834646881?l=naomiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4334336921834646881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816059181830965205&amp;postID=4334336921834646881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4334336921834646881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816059181830965205/posts/default/4334336921834646881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomiboyer.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-i-have-done-in-last-four-days.html' title='The Things I Have Done in the Last Four Days'/><author><name>Naomi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SvI9IOX_NnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/I5aeml1ieGc/S220/IMG_0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWaYqnCtPLQ/SKIhPKVoLdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TRqvKedIQl8/s72-c/IMG_1525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
