<?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-4640455413303542422</id><updated>2012-02-02T22:47:09.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to be a Valentine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6365628729517187349</id><published>2010-12-22T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:22:35.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TRIx1a_qjuI/AAAAAAAAANw/XneD7sqyFMw/s1600/IMG_1056%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553556084350422754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TRIx1a_qjuI/AAAAAAAAANw/XneD7sqyFMw/s400/IMG_1056%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TRIx1EfZKsI/AAAAAAAAANo/06i0Re2j8Vs/s1600/IMG_1055%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553556078309485250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TRIx1EfZKsI/AAAAAAAAANo/06i0Re2j8Vs/s400/IMG_1055%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I skipped months 3 and 4, but I will update as to why on another post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Savannah turned 5 months on December 18, and man does time fly!  She has completely and totally charmed her older brothers.  Any sound of her unhappiness and they flock to her and sing songs, dance, and make silly faces to please her.  They are like her trained little monkeys and she is saying, "Dance monkeys dance".  She is really a calm baby for the most part, not too liberal with her smiles but happy non the less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am totally loving the whole girlie clothes, bows, and flowers.  I went the Hobby Lobby and spent my birthday money on clip on bows and flowers for her and myself!  Now I just need to find a cute way to store all my swag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weight  17 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;height  25 1/2 inches&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/4640455413303542422-6365628729517187349?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6365628729517187349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6365628729517187349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6365628729517187349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6365628729517187349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2010/12/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TRIx1a_qjuI/AAAAAAAAANw/XneD7sqyFMw/s72-c/IMG_1056%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5156711496197321315</id><published>2010-09-25T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T20:08:06.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TJ5DWARle_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-27bBVS_Yv0/s1600/IMG_0985%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520924238512749554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TJ5DWARle_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-27bBVS_Yv0/s400/IMG_0985%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Savannah's 2 months! She is getting so big it makes me excited and depressed all at the same time! I took her in for her 2 month check up and she handled it like a pro. Me on the other hand not so swell. I had butterflies in my stomach for two weeks, sweaty palms right before the nurse came in and I must admit I swooned a little at the sight of the needles. Savannah, she barely cried!&lt;br /&gt;She is starting to sleep through the night! This means more sleep for me but does not mean that she is making the long scary transition to her upstairs room. NO WAY!! Mom is not ready for that just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATS&lt;br /&gt;12 lbs 10 oz&lt;br /&gt;23 1/2 inches&lt;br /&gt;90%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5156711496197321315?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5156711496197321315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5156711496197321315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5156711496197321315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5156711496197321315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-months.html' title='2 MONTHS'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TJ5DWARle_I/AAAAAAAAANg/-27bBVS_Yv0/s72-c/IMG_0985%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5158211564624597548</id><published>2010-08-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:06:50.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 MONTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8JC-9dRFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SFzDQAXBoeU/s1600/IMG_0948%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507630816162563154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8JC-9dRFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SFzDQAXBoeU/s400/IMG_0948%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8ImwKMfII/AAAAAAAAANI/C3KesjxzdN4/s1600/IMG_0947%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Savannah turned 1month on Aug 18.  At her two week appointment she had gained 2 lbs and grown 2" since she left the hospital!  The boys are in so much love with this little girl!  In the picture above she is laying next to the Raggedy Ann doll that my mom made me when I was a little girl.  I am so excited that I have a sweet princess to pass all my treasures to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5158211564624597548?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5158211564624597548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5158211564624597548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5158211564624597548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5158211564624597548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-month.html' title='1 MONTH'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8JC-9dRFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SFzDQAXBoeU/s72-c/IMG_0948%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3704454622018510221</id><published>2010-08-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:51:54.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR BABY GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My due date was Aug 3 but my c-section date was scheduled for Wednesday July 21 at 6:00 am. My mom and dad were going to arrive the Monday before to watch our boys for a week while we adjusted, my bags were backed, a name picked out, told everyone that needed to be told what the schedule was, and alls we needed to do was sit back relax and wait for the day to come. Saturday I ventured out to pick up my friend and her kids from the airport and hung out with her until Jody came home to chill with me. That night I was very restless and anxious. I couldn't sleep so I hung out on the couch and watched SNL and infomercials until 2:00 am. At 3:00 am I rolled over in the bed and knew something wasn't right. I ran to the tub...My water had broke! After freaking out I calmly opened the door and told Jody what had happened. Thankfully my friend that I picked up from the airport 12 hrs earlier was home and lives down the street and answered the phone cause my parents hadn't even left Cedar yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we arrived at the hospital we were informed my doctor was on vacation and a man that I had just been introduced to was going to deliver our baby. I was freaking out! Some stranger was going to cut into me! Being the awesome man that he is my husband held my hand and whispered very softly that this man was a professional and does these surgeries all the time. They wheeled me into the OR and called out 7:20 am as the start time. After a weird conversation about automatic fish feeders they called out "delivery time 7:26" and that is when I heard her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507627740711237442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8GP-AuN0I/AAAAAAAAANA/2VkdvpXXPEs/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0317+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVANNAH LAURYN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7LBS 13OZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3704454622018510221?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3704454622018510221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3704454622018510221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3704454622018510221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3704454622018510221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-baby-girl.html' title='OUR BABY GIRL'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/TG8GP-AuN0I/AAAAAAAAANA/2VkdvpXXPEs/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC_0317+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8146336211952444343</id><published>2010-07-12T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:51:35.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn</title><content type='html'>My air-pop popcorn machine blew up tonight.  HUGE bummer for me.  I have always been a big fan of air popped popcorn.  My husband doesn't understand, he prefers microwaved with extra butter...YUCK!  And after a year of popping corn from a commercial machine for 300+ elementary kids, movie popcorn just grosses me out! &lt;br /&gt;I can remember my dad saying that this was his special treat (air popped corn) and would only pop it after all of us kids would go to bed.  I shared a room with my older sister Shalisse and she would always find a way to manipulate me into sneaking out to the living room to ask if we could stay up and have some with him.  Without fail he would agree and we would climb up on his lap and eat his popcorn.  The moment I moved out of my parents house I had to run to Walmart and purchase my own machine so I could have my comfort food!  My air popper cost me $46 and has lasted close to 12 years:(  If I wasn't set to deliver my 3rd child next week and the local Super Walmart wasn't so busy that I would have to park a mile away and hitch hike to the store and then get there and find out that they quit stocking them just last month, I would go right now buy one just so I could sleep easy tonight knowing that I had an air pop popcorn machine nestled on the bottom shelf in the island of my kitchen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8146336211952444343?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8146336211952444343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8146336211952444343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8146336211952444343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8146336211952444343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2010/07/popcorn.html' title='Popcorn'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5173796309465265366</id><published>2009-08-27T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:44:15.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When did I stop??</title><content type='html'>I was just about to say "Stop, real me in, I've changed my mind" when my older brother put the boat into gear and pushed down on the accelerator. My older brother is like any other, slightly reckless and loves to torment. As the inter tube launched over the first wake and I was trying desperately to hold on imagining the pain I would feel when I hit the water. When I landed I didn't feel pain I felt... pure JOY!! Memories of jumping off ten foot cliffs into a mound of sand, haystack jumping, riding my horse through the hayfield at break neck speed to be the first to reach the pivot and get drenched, crick (creek for you proper folks) jumping on my horse in the mountains. And then I was smacked in the face with the big question...When did I stop having fun? More importantly why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun for me over the last year has been a day out where the boys don't fight. Having pleasant conversation with someone I just met. Watching a movie that had a good ending...BLAH! I need to find a way to turn myself around real fast! I am 28 not 68! I need to stop acting like an old lady before I become one. I need HELP! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374838131250495490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SpdCzaJpAAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XfloAxBX0Gc/s200/IMG_0584%5B1%5D" /&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/4640455413303542422-5173796309465265366?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5173796309465265366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5173796309465265366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5173796309465265366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5173796309465265366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-did-i-stop.html' title='When did I stop??'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SpdCzaJpAAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XfloAxBX0Gc/s72-c/IMG_0584%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2384544312122124064</id><published>2009-07-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:20:25.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up!</title><content type='html'>Wow, how sad is it that I haven't updated this blog in 3 months? We have really started to feel at home here...it only took 7 months! I have made some really good friends only to have them move away:( How sad for me!! Do not cry for me, my amazing out going personality has enabled me to make more friends! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are SO MANY little boys in our neighborhood. Every night, planned or not, they meet in front of our house and ride scooters until the sun goes down. Good thing I have a well stocked freezer full of Otter Pops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have also located an awesome spot to go sledding. Yes I said sledding. White Sands National Park is made up of, well white sand! We bought some sleds and the boys LOVE to go sledding. It is awesome because the sand is not hot. Crazy I know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362956020019984642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sm0MFgdVeQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YAyoudn9HrI/s200/IMG_0355%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362956008233569506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sm0ME0jPDOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2t84_j20cp8/s200/IMG_0329%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corbin played baseball for the first time this spring. I wanted to sign him up for for T-ball since it was his first time, but he was too old so Machine Pitch it was. I shouldn't have been surprised that he took to it like a natural, but I was. He won the game ball 3 times! He is amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362957690217733826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sm0NmubgnsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dy55f_SxgUg/s200/IMG_0305%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys just finished up swim lessons and are now ready to go on vacation to Island Park, ID and then off to Mommy's hometown of American Falls, ID to go fishing and boating. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2384544312122124064?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2384544312122124064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2384544312122124064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2384544312122124064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2384544312122124064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/07/catch-up.html' title='Catch up!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sm0MFgdVeQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YAyoudn9HrI/s72-c/IMG_0355%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6942845459148203336</id><published>2009-04-16T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:18:16.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BED</title><content type='html'>I have often been asked why we opted to get a bigger bed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; (3). I think this pic answers these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494280313900642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sef01Q98DmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/GLjd_ibD5Ug/s400/IMG_0084%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6942845459148203336?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6942845459148203336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6942845459148203336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6942845459148203336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6942845459148203336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-bed.html' title='BIG BED'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sef01Q98DmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/GLjd_ibD5Ug/s72-c/IMG_0084%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3793344725688800175</id><published>2009-04-16T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:57:34.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOILET PAPER FLOWER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; in using the bathroom for quite sometime (I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TMI&lt;/span&gt;!!). When he was finished he came into the room where I was and said, "Look Mom I made you a flower" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325457874153826898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SefTuJc-6lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BgDKXT0VF3o/s400/IMG_0082%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you how happy it makes me to know that I am thought of!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3793344725688800175?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3793344725688800175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3793344725688800175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3793344725688800175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3793344725688800175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/04/toilet-paper-flower.html' title='TOILET PAPER FLOWER'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SefTuJc-6lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BgDKXT0VF3o/s72-c/IMG_0082%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-1276437316396486819</id><published>2009-03-30T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:12:08.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHO'S 7!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYPCvVS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GcNhAG9-q2c/s1600-h/IMG_0318%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059281613769666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYPCvVS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GcNhAG9-q2c/s400/IMG_0318%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes that is a brownie and a match! This last week has been CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYOxYcu_I/AAAAAAAAALw/bLtzm6HI4Ug/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059276954385394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYOxYcu_I/AAAAAAAAALw/bLtzm6HI4Ug/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYOQL2vtI/AAAAAAAAALo/HU-HZqXTg8A/s1600-h/bathtime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059268043194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYOQL2vtI/AAAAAAAAALo/HU-HZqXTg8A/s400/bathtime.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYN-7jMqI/AAAAAAAAALg/JO9UjVwK9D0/s1600-h/corbinandsheree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059263411401378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYN-7jMqI/AAAAAAAAALg/JO9UjVwK9D0/s400/corbinandsheree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My favorite picture!  First day home, we were both way tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Corbin!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not sure I can say time has flown! Every time I look at my handsome boy's face or watch him interact with other kids I think to myself, "He can't be that old. How did that happen?" But I can't imagine life without him in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favorite color: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Favorite food: Chicken nuggets, Grilled Cheese Sand which and Tomato Soup, Baked Potato Soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favorite toys: Star Wars Action figures, Light Sabers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favorite book: Tom Sawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favorite movie: Hot Rod, Transformers, EVERY STAR WARS type movie ever made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Phrases: Actually mom, Like I said, Did I tell you, you look pretty today. Your hair is pretty. (the last two are usually just before I discover a huge mess or when he is avoiding getting into trouble)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What he wants to be: Race Car Driver, Totally Awesome Dad (like his!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Lord knew what he was doing when he let Corbin jump off the cloud first. He is the World's best big brother, helper, dare devil, you name it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-1276437316396486819?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1276437316396486819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=1276437316396486819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1276437316396486819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1276437316396486819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-whos-7.html' title='GUESS WHO&apos;S 7!!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SdEYPCvVS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GcNhAG9-q2c/s72-c/IMG_0318%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-7092253995473296062</id><published>2009-02-26T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:07:54.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEBRUARY??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last week has been so wonderfully warm that is has made activities such as these possible!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sab-wlRUo-I/AAAAAAAAALY/dlr13EPXsjs/s1600-h/IMG_0250%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307209321494651874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sab-wlRUo-I/AAAAAAAAALY/dlr13EPXsjs/s400/IMG_0250%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Camren and E. standing is a bucket of water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sab-wJyBqRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ezrtO266VBk/s1600-h/IMG_0245%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307209314115627282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sab-wJyBqRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ezrtO266VBk/s400/IMG_0245%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Camren, J. and A. refilling for the water fight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think El Paso is starting to grow on me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4640455413303542422-7092253995473296062?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7092253995473296062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=7092253995473296062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/7092253995473296062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/7092253995473296062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/park-day.html' title='FEBRUARY??'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/Sab-wlRUo-I/AAAAAAAAALY/dlr13EPXsjs/s72-c/IMG_0250%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3875650665811508681</id><published>2009-02-14T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:08:23.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PORTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SZeNBEqGoEI/AAAAAAAAALI/nezoitB_3vo/s1600-h/porter+at+home+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302862135821770818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SZeNBEqGoEI/AAAAAAAAALI/nezoitB_3vo/s400/porter+at+home+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Introducing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PORTER THOMAS H.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sarah finally sent me some pics so I could "Blog" about my newest nephew. Isn't he the cutest? This little (and I mean little) guy was born Jan.25 weighing 5 lbs 14 oz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some little fun facts for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sarah is 8 years older then I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My oldest will be 7 in March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Both our first borns were boys, born in Orem, and delivered via C-section!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATS SARAH AND RANDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3875650665811508681?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3875650665811508681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3875650665811508681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3875650665811508681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3875650665811508681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/porter.html' title='PORTER'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SZeNBEqGoEI/AAAAAAAAALI/nezoitB_3vo/s72-c/porter+at+home+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2549815364038902204</id><published>2009-02-13T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:10:35.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMREN SAY WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>My little Camren has to be the most adorable little boy, and when he opens his mouth the most odd thoughts escape.  For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camren was sick with a fever for 4 days.  At one point he was sitting in the recliner with his eyes closed.  I came and knelt next to him, laid my head on his lap, and started rocking the chair from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cam do you want me to rock you?&lt;br /&gt;Cam: You are rocking me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you want to sit on my lap and rock?&lt;br /&gt;Cam: (Looking out of one eye) I want to sit on yours head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was running him a bath.  On the bathtub was a mug that I had used to refill his vaporizer.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (noticing that he was distracted and in deep thought) Cam are you OK?&lt;br /&gt;Cam: (staring at the mug) I want to pee in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Camren woke up really late which is nice because he is usually in a better mood when he sleeps in.&lt;br /&gt;Cam:  Where's Corbin?&lt;br /&gt;Me: School.&lt;br /&gt;Cam: You need to spank his bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that he has the most random thoughts with no filter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2549815364038902204?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2549815364038902204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2549815364038902204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2549815364038902204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2549815364038902204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/camren-say-what.html' title='CAMREN SAY WHAT?!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-632177408094932000</id><published>2009-01-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:50:06.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CORBIN, CORBIN, CORBIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were definite times when I was not sure if Corbin was going to make it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a little boy that if you were in need of a good cuss word he could provide one for you and in perfect context.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a boy that was once thought to be the leader of the California Chapter of the Jr. KKK (if there is one!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a boy that no matter how many times asked or bribed or disciplined would not sit still in primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But last Sunday this boy surprised me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were sitting in Sacrament when it was announced that an older lady and her husband were baptized the night before and would be confirmed.  He looked up from tormenting his brother and stared.  He asked why they were so old.  I proceeded to tell him that some people don't know about the gospel when they turn 8 and that is why missionaries are so important.  He then shushed me!!!  I thought, "Great, he is never going to learn."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the older couple were both finished with their confirmation, still staring he said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;C: I want to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;M: What, be baptized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;C: No THAT.  I want to be a missionary and do THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so stunned I didn't know what to say.  I just put my arm around him and kissed the top of his head and thanked the Lord for showing me that what we teach our children is never in vain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-632177408094932000?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/632177408094932000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=632177408094932000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/632177408094932000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/632177408094932000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/corbin-corbin-corbin.html' title='CORBIN, CORBIN, CORBIN'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5561312455124242500</id><published>2009-01-26T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:31:41.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAY IT FORWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This has been on a couple of my friends blogs and the idea sounds fun.  A little excitement when the mailman comes and something to get your creative juices flowin' when it is your turn to send it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how it works:&lt;br /&gt;Pay if Forward Exchange is based on the concept of the movie "Pay it Forward".&lt;br /&gt;I will send a hand made gift to the first three people who leave a comment on my blog requesting to join the PIF exchange.&lt;br /&gt;All the gifts will be made and posted out 'sometime within the next year'.&lt;br /&gt;How exciting to not know when your surprise package will arrive!&lt;br /&gt;What you do in return, is pay it forward by making the same promise on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;This Exchange is only open to those with active websites or blogs.&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PROMISE TO POST THIS SAME 'PAY IT FORWARD' MESSAGE ONTO YOUR BLOG, WHICH MUST BE ACTIVE IN ORDER TO PLAY. YOU WILL PAY IT FORWARD TO THREE PEOPLE WHO COMMENT ON YOUR BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love for you to join me! Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Other comments are welcome,&lt;br /&gt;but only the first three will be my Pay it Forward recipients.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like fun, right? No pressure, just fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5561312455124242500?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5561312455124242500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5561312455124242500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5561312455124242500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5561312455124242500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/pay-it-forward.html' title='PAY IT FORWARD'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-1879457926997658043</id><published>2009-01-22T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:42:23.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7:30!! REALLY?!</title><content type='html'>Corbin has officially moved his bed time to 7:30! Since he needs to wake up at 6:30 to catch the bus at 7:25 every morning he has felt like he hasn't gotten enough sleep. So, slowly HE has been moving his bed time back a half hour and has settled on 7:30. Of course it is never easy waking up that early (I feel like my eyes are hanging out of my head), but he feels he is finally getting a "...sufficient amount of sleep." (his words not mine!) What a silly boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-1879457926997658043?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1879457926997658043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=1879457926997658043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1879457926997658043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1879457926997658043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/730-really.html' title='7:30!! REALLY?!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-41315409320822175</id><published>2009-01-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:20:02.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEY CAUGHT ME</title><content type='html'>Today was a very eventful day at church. They received our records and welcomed us to the ward in Sacrament. While waiting for Sunday School Bro. Bartlett our second counselor called us in to the Clerk's Office to give us our callings. (OH &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;!!) They called us to be team teachers in the Primary! Jody (He was excited to have an easier calling then Scout Master) gladly accepted for the both of us while I sighed to myself and thought "Here we go again, another 5 years in Primary!" Children must LOVE me!&lt;br /&gt;While leaving Sunday School the first counselor called us over to the corner and asked me to speak next Sunday. Argh! I dodged this bullet for the last 8 years!&lt;br /&gt;Then during Relief Society I was asked to read the longest quote and scripture.&lt;br /&gt;THENNN, after Relief Society the lady whose calling is to welcome new members into the ward stopped us and informed us that she needed to take our picture for the ward directory that is posted online! If I would have known I would have washed my hair and spent more time on my make-up this morning!&lt;br /&gt;Today I was popular!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-41315409320822175?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/41315409320822175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=41315409320822175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/41315409320822175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/41315409320822175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-caught-me.html' title='THEY CAUGHT ME'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8369981249606510194</id><published>2009-01-16T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:26:29.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTSIDE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SXD39D8PpgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g0MwcsYChAw/s1600-h/IMG_0200%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292002190562403842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SXD39D8PpgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g0MwcsYChAw/s400/IMG_0200%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken from the balcony off our upstairs family room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SXD38y-Eh7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/j7tsL7QgMy4/s1600-h/IMG_0205%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292002186006661042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SXD38y-Eh7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/j7tsL7QgMy4/s400/IMG_0205%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the front and back of our new home.  The front is decorative rock...and the back is undecorative rock!  We are still trying to come up with a game plan for the backyard.  Our neighbors say that it is really expensive to water and the grass is NEVER green.  It is no wonder that the previous owner's left the backyard bare for the last 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I gave the specs on the house so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;Built: 2005&lt;br /&gt;Square ft: 1997&lt;br /&gt;Bed/Bath: 3/2.5&lt;br /&gt;2 car garage&lt;br /&gt;Family rooms: 2 (one up and one down)&lt;br /&gt;The Master is downstairs and the kids' is upstairs.  I was a  little worried about being so far from them, but it has proven to be the answer to our prayers!  Camren FINALLY stays in his own bed because he is either too scared or too lazy to walk down the stairs!&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify, we CANNOT see Mexico from our backyard.  We are in West El Paso so we have a mountain range to the North and New Mexico to the West and South .  Because the point to the mountain separates the east and west sides of El Paso we don't even see the east side!&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/4640455413303542422-8369981249606510194?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8369981249606510194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8369981249606510194' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8369981249606510194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8369981249606510194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/outside.html' title='OUTSIDE!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SXD39D8PpgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g0MwcsYChAw/s72-c/IMG_0200%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2903769929282515899</id><published>2009-01-12T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:49:01.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VISITING TEACHER'S ROOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWtzxI65PZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CbRFOuSrIh8/s1600-h/IMG_0234%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290449475322068370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWtzxI65PZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CbRFOuSrIh8/s400/IMG_0234%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have heard rumors of complaints that I am not blogging about my new home. I didn't want to seem like I was bragging, plus things are not 100% the way I want them so I am hesitant to post pictures. But to please my audience I will post about my pride and joy, my visiting teacher's room aka the formal living room.&lt;br /&gt;The couches are not new but the rest of the furniture is. We stumbled onto a furniture auction the first we were here! The experience was amazing! I had only been to cattle auctions before and was always fascinated with the auctioneer but I was always on the selling end and never knew the excitement of being the buyer! It is bitter sweet that the auction was only 3 days, if it had been longer then I would be broke and my house would be full of furniture; but I miss the excitement!&lt;br /&gt;The amour retailed for $1800 and we won it for $450. The clock retailed for $2000 and that was another $450 win. The coffee table Jody won for $50 and the sofa table I won for $150. We also won a couch that retailed for $2300 for $450 (We put that in the upstairs family room). It was a blast and we furnished out home for a fraction of the price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The walls are bare right now, I watching HGTV and constantly shopping for the perfect wall hanging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2903769929282515899?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2903769929282515899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2903769929282515899' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2903769929282515899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2903769929282515899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/visiting-teachers-room.html' title='VISITING TEACHER&apos;S ROOM'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWtzxI65PZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CbRFOuSrIh8/s72-c/IMG_0234%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2333383637030049432</id><published>2009-01-07T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:09:41.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO EAGLES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took Corbin in for his first day of school...again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578140957589042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWTNzJKsPjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cBWCgya2NL0/s400/IMG_0227%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Camren was not very happy about Corbin leaving him! &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578151245562674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWTNzvfiQzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Tv8oyUbvInA/s400/IMG_0229%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;He was already making friends. The little boy in the grey was so cute. He had put "peeJAMahhs" under his pants so he wouldn't be cold! The little girl sitting next to him just giggled at everything he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578155588308594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWTNz_q7TnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KpFVDT-qpoM/s400/IMG_0230%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his new teacher. I think she might be LDS. When the lady that was helping us register him took one look at his birth certificate and said Mrs. Ford would be perfect. I didn't understand until we walked up to the classroom and saw a big BYU flag hanging just outside her door. Then they were talking to him about where he was born (Utah) and not where he moved from. HMMMM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2333383637030049432?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2333383637030049432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2333383637030049432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2333383637030049432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2333383637030049432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-eagles.html' title='GO EAGLES!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SWTNzJKsPjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cBWCgya2NL0/s72-c/IMG_0227%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3994183128062956780</id><published>2009-01-04T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:54:51.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>How was your New Year's Day?  Mine was Awesome!!  My sister Shalisse and her husband Scott flew out for the holiday, making them our first house guests in El Paso.  Shalisse and I spent most of our time in the kitchen cooking.  For those of you that know Shalisse, don't faint, it is true she WAS cooking!  We steamed lobster tail, made stuffed mushrooms, baked pizza, and munched on a vegi tray all night.  I was totally lame and fell asleep before I could watch the ball drop.  The inability to keep my eyes open past 10 pm was something I inherited from my mom! &lt;br /&gt;I know to the average person our night was low key, but I loved every minute of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3994183128062956780?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3994183128062956780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3994183128062956780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3994183128062956780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3994183128062956780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8842003987335560764</id><published>2008-12-25T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:01:41.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO FROM TEXAS!!</title><content type='html'>We made it!  After a 4 hour delay in Phoenix we finally made it to El Paso at 9:30 pm last Friday!  The boys were surprisingly well behaved during the four hours of staring at a blank departure screen in the airport.  A lady that I sat next to in the kids area had been in the airport for 31 hours waiting for another flight to Oklahoma...I didn't feel so bad for myself after talking to her!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the movers arrived at 7:00 am.  I was hoping my husband could take over, but after spending a week in the ice storms in Arkansas he was sick and dead to the world!  Thankfully they unloaded the truck quickly and I could join him on his death bed!  We were all so sick and tired and stressed to the hilt that is was nice to all be under the same roof and in our own beds. &lt;br /&gt;Monday the UNPACKERS came and unloaded ALL of the boxes and hauled ALL of the garbage away.  I am telling to this whole experience has been unreal!&lt;br /&gt;We love our house and the town is really easy to navigate!  We haven't been to our new ward yet but the boys are really looking forward to it.  In Corbin's words "When I get friends this place will be &lt;em&gt;A LOT&lt;/em&gt; better"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8842003987335560764?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8842003987335560764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8842003987335560764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8842003987335560764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8842003987335560764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-from-texas.html' title='HELLO FROM TEXAS!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3920774719372138471</id><published>2008-11-30T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:51:57.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST TOOTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Corbin has been patiently awaiting the day that he will loose his first tooth. Well folks that day was today!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274614728393421954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/STMyJjzu9II/AAAAAAAAAKI/KZ9PqZyOE9A/s400/IMG_0044%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He tells the story much better then I do, with the gestures and the pacing and the slight exaggerations. But I will do my best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has had this wibbily tooth for some time now. He wasn't willing to "work on it" so ignored it. Today he wanted me to open toy for him that was wrapped in plastic. Being slightly distracted with my book I have been reading I shooed him away. Taking matters into his own hands he tried opening it with his teeth. I heard a loud snap and looked up to see what his was doing. His eyes were two big saucers and his face was pale! I walked over to see why and he showed me is tooth dangling! I finished the job with some dental floss and distractions about how I couldn't get the knot tight enough and bamm his first tooth was out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Camren took more consoling then Corbin. He instantly started crying and put himself between Corbin and myself. The constant protector!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3920774719372138471?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3920774719372138471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3920774719372138471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3920774719372138471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3920774719372138471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-tooth.html' title='FIRST TOOTH'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/STMyJjzu9II/AAAAAAAAAKI/KZ9PqZyOE9A/s72-c/IMG_0044%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4990292027273402949</id><published>2008-11-21T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:02:04.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc63pVcwcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wky7gS4QP1I/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271246616523489730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc63pVcwcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wky7gS4QP1I/s400/DSC02436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(LOVE MY CURLS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My birthday was on the 19th and I was all braced for it to be the worst day ever!  This is the first year that I didn't not celebrate ME all month long.  Jody has been gone since the end of October and my family doesn't not live close, so who was there to spoil me?  My totally awesome, amazing, incredible friends that's who!&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, Jenny, Meagan, Kaylynn, Jen, Tory, Robin and I went to The Cheese Cake Factory to celebrate.  It was sooo much fun.  We laughed and ate incredibly rich delicious cheesecake and had a blast.  The next morning I woke up with a sugar hangover (if that is possible).  Loved every minute of it.  Thank you guys you are the best!&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/4640455413303542422-4990292027273402949?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4990292027273402949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4990292027273402949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4990292027273402949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4990292027273402949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc63pVcwcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wky7gS4QP1I/s72-c/DSC02436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6641959934774391515</id><published>2008-11-21T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:45:46.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU MOM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must be the luckiest daughter in the world! My mom came to take care of me this week while I was "ill". She dropped everything in S. Utah and flew here within 12 hours of finding out I miscarried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She put up with my grumpy children, did my laundry, made my boys two pairs of pajama pants, AND permed my hair to help lift my spirits! She is totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to tell the story of my awesome perm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger my mom would hold a perm-athon. She would perm us three girls (me and two sisters), my aunt, and my grandma's hair. She was amazing and the house ended up stinking for days afterwards, but we all looked adorable! So we decided to perm my hair while she was here. The day before the perm we drove to Sally's to by a perm and rods. We wanted to make sure everything was laid out and ready so we didn't have to get up. Well have was through her rolling my perm we realized that we shouldn't have combined the perming solution until AFTER we were done rolling not before. So we finished rolling my hair and off to Sally's we went to buy the second box of perm solution. We got home and I cut a top in of the bottle and started applying the STINKY, EYE BURNING solution. Well, I cut the whole too big and the bottle only covered have my head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wrapped a Wal mart bag around my head and went back to Sally's for perm number3! We didn't want the timing to be too off so we decided to apply the solution in the parking lot! It was awful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271244856709875394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc5RNhMBsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oaMcBi4MrCI/s400/IMG_0178%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Curlers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271244860137655634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc5RaSbzVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/udN_BleUvK0/s400/IMG_0183%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It turned out really good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6641959934774391515?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6641959934774391515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6641959934774391515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6641959934774391515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6641959934774391515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-mom.html' title='THANK YOU MOM!!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SSc5RNhMBsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oaMcBi4MrCI/s72-c/IMG_0178%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4527310028355841116</id><published>2008-11-07T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:10.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In our case it didn't kill him...but it did soak him down pretty good! Cota (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our BOY cat that starts with the letter C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) is attacked to Camren's side. Cam will torment this cat to no end, Cota must love it because he curls up on Cam's bed to take naps and will run up and bat Cam in the head (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no claws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) if he is not paying him enough attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Camren was taking a bath and Cota would not leave the bathroom. Cota would balance on the edge of the tub or hide in the shower curtain and attack Cam. While sorting the laundry I heard a splash and a ROAR of laughter then saw the drenched cat take off out of the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take a picture but Cota was so upset he hid his smelly wet self under my bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-4527310028355841116?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4527310028355841116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4527310028355841116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4527310028355841116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4527310028355841116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/curiosity-killed-cat.html' title='CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6588982665295553862</id><published>2008-11-04T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:47:27.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAINWASHED?!</title><content type='html'>After I picked up Corbin from school today I stopped by 7-Elven to get drinks.  The 7-Elven closest to our house gets a lot of questionable patrons due to the location and its proximity to Amtrak.  When we were getting ready to leave three LARGE women wearing belly shirts walked into the parking lot.  Out of pure shock and forgetting who was in the car with me I mumbled under my breath "And I thought I was fat" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;awful I know...but so not the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)!  Corbin with his bionic ears says "Mom you're not fat..You look just like your wedding pictures...And you are really pretty."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned 2 very important things today:&lt;br /&gt;1. I should really watch my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;2. All of my brainwashing is really paying off!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6588982665295553862?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6588982665295553862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6588982665295553862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6588982665295553862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6588982665295553862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/brainwashed.html' title='BRAINWASHED?!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4287232197744672359</id><published>2008-11-02T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:37:50.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DADDY 'S HOME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jody's first week away went a lot faster then I thought it would. My friends kept me pretty busy with Bishop's Pumpkin Farm, Park Day galore, and Halloween parties I could barely find time to clean! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264299995732141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQ6M9GS0ZMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wgWONCodcRU/s200/IMG_0125%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Just before we went to pick Jody up at the airport the boys painted him a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300000960243346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQ6M9ZxS5pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xKHn52gL3Xo/s200/IMG_0130%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not exactly what I planned but they insisted on having more of a creative input then I thought they would! I wanted the sign to say "Welcome Home Daddy!" But Corbin wanted it to say "We Love You Daddy" I tried to pull one over on him but he picked up on it really quick. Dang his school for teaching him how to read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an awesome weekend that flew by WAY too fast. I am getting to know the airport more then I would like to! &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/4640455413303542422-4287232197744672359?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4287232197744672359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4287232197744672359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4287232197744672359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4287232197744672359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/11/daddys-home.html' title='DADDY &apos;S HOME!!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQ6M9GS0ZMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wgWONCodcRU/s72-c/IMG_0125%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6354637994237255207</id><published>2008-10-25T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:02:03.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'LIL MECHANICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQOII9WvblI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xKLVFKMT704/s1600-h/IMG_0123%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198477189148242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQOII9WvblI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xKLVFKMT704/s200/IMG_0123%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last April Jody and his dad made a trip to Idaho to pick up a 1966 Ford Mustang. The car had belonged to Jody's friend and when he mentioned he was considering selling it Jody was all over it. Since Jody received his job offer they have been working on this thing non stop to get it running. They are just finishing installing the a new transmission today and it should be ready to take around the block! Corbin and Camren have been watching and drooling over the whole process. They would sit and watch their dad and grandpa work on the car for hours...even if they were a little imposing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198489176246978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQOIJqAsCsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Uf_Ws3Dviks/s200/IMG_0120%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198479764929266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQOIJG82uvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/drEz1r9LqWw/s200/IMG_0122%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camren, Corbin, and Grandpa Valentine "oiling the transmission"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6354637994237255207?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6354637994237255207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6354637994237255207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6354637994237255207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6354637994237255207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/lil-mechanics.html' title='&apos;LIL MECHANICS'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SQOII9WvblI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xKLVFKMT704/s72-c/IMG_0123%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3767070793595638797</id><published>2008-10-19T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:29:37.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt6eZFKREI/AAAAAAAAAIM/TlzHc50pzb4/s1600-h/DSC00586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258931652432380994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt6eZFKREI/AAAAAAAAAIM/TlzHc50pzb4/s200/DSC00586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camren turned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on Saturday! I know how everyone says time flies, but it really does! I don't know how the days turned into weeks then into months then years and then become a blur. I feel robbed! My little baby is 3 and is potty trained and can get into the fridge to get his own snacks. His EXTREMELY chubby cheeks have melted away and I can actually see his neck now! I wish I would have taken more time to enjoy Camren the baby...but I am going to work really hard to enjoy Camren the little boy! During this last Conference the prophet gave the closing talk of the morning session. What I took to heart during his message was to enjoy the journey. Not to freak out when during Sacrament meeting Camren yells out the word butt hole. or when he is so opinionated that he poops his batman underwear because he knows that is the only way he will get them changed, or how he put a hole in the bathroom door because I won't let him take a shower with me. Time flies and pretty soon he won't want to crawl up into mommy's arms and take a nap with me anymore, or he won't give me a stolen kiss in exchange for me opening his cheese stick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258928321582249634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt3cgsmtqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eKocL_8vYG0/s200/DSC00575.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct 18 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258929306709615138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt4V2lRYiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aHbs5CKtLRY/s200/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258929311819079874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt4WJndoMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Qz4ILFpaoU/s200/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1st B-day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258929319614192946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt4Wmp9nTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uec7qUjmrq0/s200/DSC02792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258929320199665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt4Wo1jNoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EYlQBgQ49a0/s200/DSC02774.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd B-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258930897595600370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt5ydGDDfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/92XDHxCU1pA/s200/IMG_0106%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258930909502613426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt5zJc5p7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/OWAFru85aP0/s200/IMG_0105%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3rd B-day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday Cambo!&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/4640455413303542422-3767070793595638797?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3767070793595638797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3767070793595638797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3767070793595638797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3767070793595638797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-years-old.html' title='3 years old'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPt6eZFKREI/AAAAAAAAAIM/TlzHc50pzb4/s72-c/DSC00586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8342274350470000128</id><published>2008-10-17T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:56:34.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I take care of you</title><content type='html'>Corbin doesn't take sudden change very well, lets be honest who does? When we told him we were going to be moving to Texas he broke down in instant tears! When I got him calmed down I started listing off all the good things about moving there;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. unlimited space for riding your motorcylces&lt;br /&gt;2. Mommy won't have to go back to work&lt;br /&gt;3. That's all I got!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corbin then started listing his fears;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know how to speak Texas&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't have a Texas hat or clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't have a horse&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't have guns to hang from my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on! But at the mention of #2 Camren jumped up and ran to his room and came back wearing this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180954662769442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPjPuB9mEyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1WCfYQpoELM/s320/IMG_0027%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;And said, "Corbi, I take care of you!" I don't know if it was an emotional day or if I was so impressed by Camren's big heart, but I got a little teary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8342274350470000128?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8342274350470000128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8342274350470000128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8342274350470000128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8342274350470000128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-take-care-of-you.html' title='I take care of you'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPjPuB9mEyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1WCfYQpoELM/s72-c/IMG_0027%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8796820376278705443</id><published>2008-10-13T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:39:20.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DI TRAILER</title><content type='html'>I have to say the DI Trailer has become my best friend! We have started to pull all the of storage out of our closets and go through everything which has left us with MOUNDS of DI donations! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258177240950381250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPjMV3TkGsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3dedE_Vi_1E/s320/IMG_0028%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;I have made so many trips Camren now calls his toy horse trailer the DI trailer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8796820376278705443?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8796820376278705443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8796820376278705443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8796820376278705443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8796820376278705443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/di-trailer.html' title='DI TRAILER'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SPjMV3TkGsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3dedE_Vi_1E/s72-c/IMG_0028%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3292849464091651272</id><published>2008-10-08T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:24:46.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>Today was the most emotional day of my life. This last month Jody has been interviewing for a management position with Union Pacific Rail Road. Last Friday was the final interview and they said that they would extend offers on Monday and Tuesday. Well Monday and Tuesday came and went and no offer was made in the Valentine Household. I woke up this morning in a totally awful mood. I was crying -no bawling- over everything. How could I be so stupid as to quit my job when others were being laid off and how horrible to put my family in a bad financial situation, on and on. I just couldn't stop crying. Then at 1:25 Jody received and email that offered him a position! Yes folks we are officially making the rail road a family business (Jody's dad retired from the rail road two years ago, both of our brothers work for the rail road!)! The only down side to this is we are moving:( We are moving to the great Lone Star State, home of Sandy Cheeks, Hank Hill, and George Straight, Texas! El Paso Texas to be specific. We are not sure when the family will be moving down, but Jody reports to training Oct 27!&lt;br /&gt;So I went from miserable, to top of the world all in the last 9 hours. I am ready for a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-3292849464091651272?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3292849464091651272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3292849464091651272' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3292849464091651272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3292849464091651272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4027119470552555733</id><published>2008-10-04T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:53:02.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SATURDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was packed full of so many different things I fill like it is 3 days down the road! The morning started with Corbin's 9:00 am Soccer game where there kids ran around afraid to get muddy and got their trashed kicked! It was so funny, a kid on the other team got hurt (not the funny part) so everyone was supposed to take a knee until the kid got off the field. Not our team they all squatted down because they were afraid their moms would freak out if they got their socks dirty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the game we came home changed clothes and rested then went to go eat. While we were in the drive thru and In-N-Out we decided to head to Apple Hill to get caramel apples (not that they don't have them anywhere close!) It was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253462742287022770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgMh7LEerI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GiWwSN3Kz0k/s320/IMG_0015%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We picked out pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253463240406613362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgM-60CPXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jpf4ZJzwxs0/s320/IMG_0019%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; ate our caramel apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253463688110406786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgNY-o7_II/AAAAAAAAAGE/9IhdBPcT5Pg/s320/IMG_0022%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;played in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253464307513457298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgN9CGIepI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VZ5-e_9Cok0/s320/IMG_0021%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; grabbed a quick drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253464707852049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgOUVeSm6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/v5vh0lguRTQ/s320/IMG_0024%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and got SOAKED!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the way home we stopped at the Folsom Outlet stores and bought our Christmas P.J.s!  Now we are settling in to watch Conference.  Thank goodness for TiVo and AWESOME Saturdays that happen on a whim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-4027119470552555733?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4027119470552555733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4027119470552555733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4027119470552555733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4027119470552555733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/super-saturday.html' title='SUPER SATURDAY'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SOgMh7LEerI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GiWwSN3Kz0k/s72-c/IMG_0015%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5495801528231608398</id><published>2008-09-27T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:32:42.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BOY HAIRCUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cambo has had a totally different start in life then Corbin. When Corbin was born I stayed home with him until he was 8 months old and then went back to work only part time. So every time Corbin had a doctors appointment, play date, or even a hair I was the one there. With Camren it was his Daddy. He would trip and fall and would run to Daddy to make him better! (I took it personal!) Jody wanted Camren to not be a mirror image of Corbin so while Corbin had the cool spiky hair since he was 1 Camren has always had longer hair that CONSTANTLY hung in his eyes...Until yesterday! I finally won the battle and Cambo has a big boy haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250768777853609506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SN56YjmtJiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nnTzYAaxOQ/s320/IMG_0012%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250769552946676834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SN57FrDSxGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hrlzbzJ_duc/s320/IMG_0080%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seriously who is this kid? Where did my Cambo go? Now I realize why Jody wanted to keep his hair longer; it was a way to keep him younger and to help aid us in our disillusionment! He isn't a baby anymore:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5495801528231608398?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5495801528231608398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5495801528231608398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5495801528231608398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5495801528231608398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-boy-haircut.html' title='BIG BOY HAIRCUT'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SN56YjmtJiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nnTzYAaxOQ/s72-c/IMG_0012%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5264960993345326831</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:19:42.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CORBIN'S FIRST GAME</title><content type='html'>Corbin is loving Soccer! We missed his first game because of Jody's graduation so HIS first came was last Saturday. His team won 2-0. He is so focused during the game. When it was his turn to sit out he was sitting next to the coach the whole time fully concentrated on the game whereas his other teammates where playing with trains with the little kids on the side lines. I am so proud!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247379246325726482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJvn2sAfRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zsxOPHQkibo/s320/IMG_0067%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJv5A8M62I/AAAAAAAAAFM/TbD709--PCI/s1600-h/IMG_0057%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247379541135780706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJv5A8M62I/AAAAAAAAAFM/TbD709--PCI/s320/IMG_0057%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; This isn't in the game but I thought it was a cool picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5264960993345326831?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5264960993345326831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5264960993345326831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5264960993345326831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5264960993345326831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/corbins-first-game.html' title='CORBIN&apos;S FIRST GAME'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJvn2sAfRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zsxOPHQkibo/s72-c/IMG_0067%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4472782056146337919</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:08:22.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GROWN UP CONVERSATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJrEOrGx-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/yAKs3NAzeeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0040%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247374236242593762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJrEOrGx-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/yAKs3NAzeeQ/s320/IMG_0040%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Corbin and his cousin Daniel have been together since birth. They jumped off the cloud six weeks apart and have been the best of buds since. Since they could talk they have always had such old man conversations with each other. This is the most recent one caught on film. Instead of playing on the toys and running around like the other kids they were sitting down having a drink and talking about the weather, their new teachers, and how there day was! It was so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Corbin: Man it is hot out here. Can you even see a cloud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daniel: Yeah it is really hot her in Roseville. In Vacaville it wasn't as hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Corbin: Did you get a good teacher this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daniel: I think so, but the school year has just started so we will see. Did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Corbin: Yeah my teacher is really nice..so far. How was your soccer game? I had to miss mine 'cause of my dad's graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daniel: It was awesome.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got interrupted and didn't catch the rest but you get the gist!&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/4640455413303542422-4472782056146337919?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4472782056146337919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4472782056146337919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4472782056146337919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4472782056146337919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/grown-up-conversation.html' title='GROWN UP CONVERSATION'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJrEOrGx-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/yAKs3NAzeeQ/s72-c/IMG_0040%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4431705752122833774</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:44:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU!</title><content type='html'>After the graduation we had an "After Party". Thank you to all of our friends that came out to show you support and helped with the food. You are all so amazing and we are so blessed to have you all in our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-4431705752122833774?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4431705752122833774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4431705752122833774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4431705752122833774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4431705752122833774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4517250718477545284</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:38:58.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jody's graduation was AWESOME! We woke up super early to make sure everyone was dressed and ready to go. Jody wanted to make sure that I received a proper tutoring session on how to run our new camera and went over exactly where he would be seated and exactly where we should sit in order to get the perfect pictures. Yeah...that didn't happen. For some reason everything went wrong on the picture end! He was not on the side of the arena that we thought he should have been on. Thinking I would get a closer picture and that I had some time because in the program he was listed as second from the bottom, I ran up the stairs (in hills) around the the side and as I reentered the arena they called his name!!! Imagine my frustration and disappointment. I didn't even have the camera on!!! But hey I got some great after shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247367684899379202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJlG5BKmAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ojKopQ9ZDd0/s320/IMG_0016%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where's Waldo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247369683236561938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJm7NZ4JBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CDMneqz6LmY/s320/IMG_0022%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our little family. Camren kept talking about "Daddy's GadseeashON" We were all so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247370291934419282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJneo-wWVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/x2dMi_Zy4ko/s320/IMG_0024%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Left to right: Ray, June, Sheree, Jody Charles, Corbin, Camren, Kaden, Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-4517250718477545284?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4517250718477545284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4517250718477545284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4517250718477545284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4517250718477545284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/graduation-time.html' title='GRADUATION TIME'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNJlG5BKmAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ojKopQ9ZDd0/s72-c/IMG_0016%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2213848751846445094</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:03:41.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Grandpa Ray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents came out for Jody's graduation, and it just so happen that while they were here it was my dad's Birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247206659787554482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNHSp_uzfrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qQQ1IPMXl-s/s320/IMG_0044%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;The boys were super excited to wake him up and help make him a special breakfast of pancakes and sausage.  Happy Birthday Daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2213848751846445094?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2213848751846445094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2213848751846445094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2213848751846445094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2213848751846445094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-bday-grandpa-ray.html' title='Happy Bday Grandpa Ray!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SNHSp_uzfrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qQQ1IPMXl-s/s72-c/IMG_0044%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8221805817509384205</id><published>2008-08-28T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:56:57.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BATMAN UNDERWEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Camren is officially potty trained...at least he was until he had a protest against the Batman underwear I put on him this morning! Anyone who knows my stubborn little two year old knows how much he LOVES Lightening McQueen! Everything in Lightening, he has 4 L.McQ. shirts, pants, blankets, 10 different versions of cars, and now underwear. Heaven forbid I do laundry and decide to wash his L.McQ. underwear because nothing else will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It all started when I had to put on Batman undies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cam: I don't like 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Cam just wear them until I can wash your Lightening underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cam: I don't like 'em. I gonna poop on 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: You do and you don't get Scoobie Snacks. (His reward for poo in the toilet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cam: I gonna poop on 'em. Grumble Grumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Needless to say he came true to his word!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8221805817509384205?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8221805817509384205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8221805817509384205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8221805817509384205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8221805817509384205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/batman-underwear.html' title='BATMAN UNDERWEAR'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6079879737623840872</id><published>2008-08-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:14:13.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL IS OUT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Confused? I'm not!!! Jody's last class was last night! AHHHHH. Do you feel that sigh of relief? He is done done done with school! We got side tracked with a few kids and a couple of big moves through a couple of big states....but he did it and we are done!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;I had a mini celebration for him last night. I made his favorite dinner (sour cream and chicken enchiladas). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Ordered a totally delicious cake (Tory it was amazing-Thank you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239614567581407010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLbZsESm1yI/AAAAAAAAADo/aoFYq4QaMPU/s320/DSC03556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Camren could hardly wait for the cake and while everyone was eating dinner he couldn't help himself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239615345147678402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLbaZU82jsI/AAAAAAAAADw/5MF-3guBsaQ/s320/DSC03555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And topped it all off with a totally awesome Graduation gift (Rock Band) and friends to play it with! Thanks for the Sparkling Cider Brad and Natalie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239616398343740978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLbbWoaXHjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hI-6RqCqgC8/s320/DSC03560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yep I am extremely proud of my hubby! You are totally awesome and I admire you more then I could ever convey through words! Love you Jody!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239616860595219154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLbbxibs6tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nCDQ1t9Pv7U/s320/DSC03559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Stay tuned for a graduation post!!! Yeah did I mention he was done with school?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6079879737623840872?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6079879737623840872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6079879737623840872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6079879737623840872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6079879737623840872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-is-out.html' title='SCHOOL IS OUT!!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLbZsESm1yI/AAAAAAAAADo/aoFYq4QaMPU/s72-c/DSC03556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-2753492247397691675</id><published>2008-08-26T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:45:47.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOLS BACK IN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLWuJoLeKFI/AAAAAAAAADY/rDapI7xGO_o/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239285221943027794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLWuJoLeKFI/AAAAAAAAADY/rDapI7xGO_o/s320/DSC03554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah!!! School is back in session...and it is a full day! Corbin's new teacher is Mrs. Lucchetti and Corbin loves her already! He walked in this morning and she turned a huge smile toward him and said "Oh, Hi Corbin I am so happy you are here!" I think he grew a whole foot! She knew how to win him over! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was super excited for today. He lined all of his new clothes out on the bed last night and picked out an outfit that was "cool but not fancy". I had to come in to his room several times to get him to settle down and go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239284718093972066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLWtsTMfsmI/AAAAAAAAADE/jnN8y-sH34k/s320/DSC03552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239284882061409490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLWt12BYPNI/AAAAAAAAADM/Hev3aNgsJz4/s320/DSC03553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His special meal request was a surprising one to me, Potato Soup and Corn Bread. This kid won't touch anything that doesn't come from a box! My baby it growing up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-2753492247397691675?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2753492247397691675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=2753492247397691675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2753492247397691675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/2753492247397691675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/schools-back-in.html' title='SCHOOLS BACK IN!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SLWuJoLeKFI/AAAAAAAAADY/rDapI7xGO_o/s72-c/DSC03554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-9122829129000040848</id><published>2008-08-22T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:24:28.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Neighbor Request</title><content type='html'>So it is a known fact that we live in the Ghetto of Roseville, but it has always been tolerable because we have always had really good neighbors. But in the last 6 months the last of the good neighbors moved away and some real quality people have taken their place (I am being sarcastic if you didn't catch it!). One Sunday morning the toothless wonder that lives across the fence came over still in her P.J.s to request to BORROW something. I closed my door walked over to my purse grabbed that something returned to the door and handed it to her where she proceeded to tell me in detail why she needed it. I closed the door with a very disgusted look on my face. Jody started laughing at my expression and asked what she needed. I was still so stunned by the situation that he had to ask twice more before I could answer...a TAMPON. Please tell me I am not the only one that has had strange neighbors. Please post a comment to help me put my mind at ease!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-9122829129000040848?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/9122829129000040848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=9122829129000040848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/9122829129000040848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/9122829129000040848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/odd-neighbor-request.html' title='Odd Neighbor Request'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-8942948898327275829</id><published>2008-08-17T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:57:19.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY OF SOCCER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of answering the question, "When does Soccer start?" I was relived to answer...Today! (Well really August 12) He begged and pleaded to wear the whole git up to practice hence the official jersey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235714789021203154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SKj-3FDeOtI/AAAAAAAAACs/ojkSHL0dAL8/s320/DSC03551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He absolutely loved it! At every water break he would sprint over and say, "This is totally awesome! Gotta to get back to my teammates." I could barely get him to take a drink before he would run back on the field to his "teammates"! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235716522684001298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SKkAb_c5LBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PjE1DegHj9k/s320/DSC03547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Camren loved practice too. He tried to run on to the field with his soccer ball a couple of times but quickly came back when he noticed he didn't have "soccer shoes and socks" on. Mostly he just played on the jungle gym that is me! It was supper hot, 102 I think. I just hope we can keep the same enthusiasm the whole season!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235716243523534642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SKkALvf2fzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VqG4C5_oGKM/s320/DSC03548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-8942948898327275829?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8942948898327275829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=8942948898327275829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8942948898327275829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/8942948898327275829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-soccer.html' title='FIRST DAY OF SOCCER!!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SKj-3FDeOtI/AAAAAAAAACs/ojkSHL0dAL8/s72-c/DSC03551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5726651064165041301</id><published>2008-08-11T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:32:16.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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/4640455413303542422-5726651064165041301?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5726651064165041301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5726651064165041301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5726651064165041301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5726651064165041301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/disney-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-1569954727901597977</id><published>2008-08-11T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:30:38.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gems</title><content type='html'>Corbin has had some real gems drop from his mouth today (gems not bombs...big improvement) and I thought I would share:&lt;br /&gt;We were driving to go school shopping when Jody pointed out the new body style of the Dodge Ram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Corbin: It looks like a Toyota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jody: Kind of but-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Corbin: What I have really been wondering about is...How did the "Titantic" sink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jody: It hit an iceberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Corbin: And then the icebergs ate the people right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: Corbin did you wash your hands? &lt;/span&gt;(he had just come from the bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Corbin: Nope...Didn't touch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight: He had been sent to his room for kicking his brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ME: Corby may I come in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CORBIN: Y..Y..YES. (huge sobs) But can I say something first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ME: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CORBIN: When I first met you...(huge sobs, big tears) I was born!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-1569954727901597977?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1569954727901597977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=1569954727901597977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1569954727901597977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/1569954727901597977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/gems.html' title='Gems'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6150071990899941523</id><published>2008-08-06T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:01:30.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 YEARS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jody and I celebrated 8 years on August 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah us!! We ditched the kids with Grandma and Grandpa and headed to San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Francisco&lt;/span&gt; to experience it without the kids. Who knew Fisherman's Wharf could be so much fun when you don't have the lug kids. picture referenced below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231664391112904818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SJqbC5BYUHI/AAAAAAAAACE/he3tAlLCsTw/s320/DSC02923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We took the Bay Cruise out the the Golden Gate and around the Rock. Walked down the Pier, bought some REALLY expensive chocolate, and ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gump's&lt;/span&gt;. We weren't as prepared at we usually are with the kids...it wasn't just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; that I am wearing a San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fransisco&lt;/span&gt; sweat shirt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231666164734393410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SJqcqIRsfEI/AAAAAAAAACM/mpsvh_YMDbw/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love you Jody! Thanks for putting up with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231666793256976258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SJqdOttJ_4I/AAAAAAAAACU/daz-ki-9tw8/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6150071990899941523?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6150071990899941523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6150071990899941523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6150071990899941523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6150071990899941523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/8-years.html' title='8 YEARS!!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SJqbC5BYUHI/AAAAAAAAACE/he3tAlLCsTw/s72-c/DSC02923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5053539961906823902</id><published>2008-08-06T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:33:07.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh "k" already!</title><content type='html'>That's for you Kaylynn!;) &lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged for a couple of months, and it isn't because I haven't thought about it or even attempted...it's because I can't get myself to commit to the "publish post" button.  My family hasn't had the best of luck lately...at least I didn't think so until tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Jody had school tonight so I knew I would have some time to myself as soon as the boys went to bed.  I ran a bath for Corbin and Camren, changed my clothes and started stretching for my run on the treadmill.  The door bell rang and I got distracted but was quickly brought back when I heard giggling coming from the bathroom.  I opened the door to a flooded bathroom and the boys taking turns slipping around on the "slip and slide" they had just created.  No I don't have pictures!!!  I got them dressed and cleaned up the mess to find them thrashing the kitchen and taking all my clean dish towels out use them as capes.  Bed time came (Thank goodness).  When I came into their room I found that EVERY blanket in the house was fashioned to the top bunk in their bunk beds; they had made a fort!  I was too tired and to fight it.  I read the bed time story and we ALL fell asleep.  When I woke up Camren was wrapped up in my legs (freshly shaved this morning!) and Corbin's fingers were wrapped in my hair!&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me.  All of the troubles and trials have been answering my prayers!  Crazy how that works.  Loosing my baby in April, working for a horrific manager, pushed me to the point of crazy and sick 'til I quit!  Now I am here and a whole new world of stress and crazy has been opened up; I wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5053539961906823902?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5053539961906823902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5053539961906823902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5053539961906823902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5053539961906823902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-k-already.html' title='Oh &quot;k&quot; already!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-7920341263454937267</id><published>2008-06-10T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:01:52.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KINDERGARTEN GRADUATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;There was some thought that this day would never come. It was down to the wire and yet he pulled through and we made it...Corbin graduated Kindergarten!! LOL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210450135256875794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SE88yrffQxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cOryREKKm3s/s320/DSC03261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you Mrs. Hallam for the constant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hushing of my Jabber Box! (I think those words were used on my report cards too..K-12!) Corbin was in a K-1st grade combo class (I cried when I got that phone call!). He made many friends and broke several harts along the way. There was one little girl that made up a pet name for him "Captain Corbin"! What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210451541104588514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SE8-Egrs9uI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YhG14ylRvV8/s320/DSC03258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Say hello to his first official crush...Hailey M. He said she smiles when she talks and he kind of likes it. I of course promoted that girls have yucky germs and he can't have a girlfriend until he is 21 and served a mission. Brain washing...a little!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS CORBIN! YOU ROCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-7920341263454937267?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7920341263454937267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=7920341263454937267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/7920341263454937267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/7920341263454937267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/06/kindergarten-graduation.html' title='KINDERGARTEN GRADUATION'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SE88yrffQxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cOryREKKm3s/s72-c/DSC03261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-4940460243964570337</id><published>2008-06-02T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:56:30.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAR YOUR KIDS OUT BEFORE BEDTIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;Totally love the results of "WEAR YOUR KIDS OUT BEFORE BEDTIME" Family Home Evening.  A couple of our friends decided to get together and play at a local park for an unofficial FHE.  The kids played for a couple of hours and we got to have some non work related, no stress, adult conversation.  Loved it!  Thanks Jenny for putting it together!  I am thinking we should do this every NIGHT let alone every Monday! Aren't they the cutest drooling monkeys you have ever seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207512686753930642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SETNMrFO3ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/gMgU87Vh2zI/s320/DSC03235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt; Camren snores louder then a grown man! Seriously you can hear this kid all the way down the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207512274437070210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SETM0rFO3YI/AAAAAAAAABg/lTGxcZnY7cM/s320/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;Corbin on the other hand is a silent sleeper. Ever since he was a baby I had to sit perfectly still with my hand on his back to see if he was still alive! Sleep what a wonder thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4640455413303542422-4940460243964570337?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4940460243964570337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=4940460243964570337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4940460243964570337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/4940460243964570337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/06/wear-your-kids-out-before-bedtime.html' title='WEAR YOUR KIDS OUT BEFORE BEDTIME'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SETNMrFO3ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/gMgU87Vh2zI/s72-c/DSC03235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-3225056051850723940</id><published>2008-05-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:45:58.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzVRkIkK7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XHheY6suZa0/s1600-h/DSC03211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205269767067544498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzVRkIkK7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XHheY6suZa0/s320/DSC03211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I know two postings in one night! I am really out doing myself, but this was too cute. While I was catching up on everyone's blog and composing my own, my wonderful two years old was creating a masterpiece out of peanut butter! Isn't he adorable!!&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/4640455413303542422-3225056051850723940?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3225056051850723940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=3225056051850723940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3225056051850723940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/3225056051850723940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/05/peanut-butter.html' title='Peanut Butter'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzVRkIkK7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XHheY6suZa0/s72-c/DSC03211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-5834311048186728418</id><published>2008-05-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:19:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzOEUIkK6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4HDHkvETb-I/s1600-h/DSC03208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205261842852883362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzOEUIkK6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4HDHkvETb-I/s320/DSC03208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;After years of waking up with kinks in our backs and getting no sleep we finally did it! We bought a new bed-a king of course! The first night's sleep was AWESOME! I am getting sleepy just thinking about it! Jody gave me the assignment of shopping for the bedding while he did the heavy lifting..DUH! He tried to give me a budget of $50. I know is he crazy. Where did he want me to go the DI? EWWW! I went slightly over budget and found a whole set for $88! Thank you to WalMart and the Bed in a Bag invention! Luckily he wasn't too mad. But he made the strangest comment and I wanted to get some feed back from all my friends in the blogging world. He said, "This must be the bedding that from the old West had." WHAT? This is so not Old West bedding!!! I thought it had an India. You know Sultan's belly dancers...the bright red and gold!!!  I wasn't trying to bring gun slingers and saloons into our bedroom!  What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-5834311048186728418?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5834311048186728418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=5834311048186728418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5834311048186728418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/5834311048186728418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-bed.html' title='New Bed!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SDzOEUIkK6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4HDHkvETb-I/s72-c/DSC03208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-6457981872669526449</id><published>2008-04-15T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:33:47.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are wonderful aren't they? Only boys find the most inappropriate things to bring to every one's attention and act they it is the greatest! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189687342630292882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAV5JFjRzZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RhwTW9bFXa8/s320/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took Uncle Bryan to Tiburon and San Francisco. There were big ships, sail boats, exotic cars, even strange looking people...but of course this the picture they chose to take. Corbin's face is perfect too! So enthused with the whole situation. Only after he was done posing did they tell him what it said! Like he would have cared either way. This kid has the typical Tom Sawyer Huck Finn personality. I deffenately have my work cut out for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never did I think that any two kids could be more machivious then Shalisse and I growing up...but apparently I didn't know Corbin and Camren! And yes he is wearing handcuffs and playing with matches...Hopefully this is not a preview of things to come!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189695803715866034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAWA1ljRzbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8zewzG4suro/s320/DSC02997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640455413303542422-6457981872669526449?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6457981872669526449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=6457981872669526449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6457981872669526449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/6457981872669526449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/boys.html' title='BOYS'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAV5JFjRzZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RhwTW9bFXa8/s72-c/DSC02910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640455413303542422.post-873974404671052356</id><published>2008-04-11T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:34:22.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAA3fmjGSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2SDoYtblsYM/s1600-h/cambocorbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188207786794043650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAA3fmjGSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2SDoYtblsYM/s320/cambocorbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone raves about their blog and I was feeling a little to old and sophisticated to be on myspace so I am making the switch! I am a little nervous!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think you start it off with catching everyone one up on US! Jody and I were married August 5, 2000. We lived in Pocatello, ID for a heart beat when we moved to the big city of Salt Lake. There we worked, played, and enjoyed feeling what it was like to have some money and time to spend it. Then wonderful Corbin Ray Valentine was born March 30, 2002. Ever since we have been feeling the joys of parenthood and all that comes with it...like more children! Camren Turner Valentine was born October 18, 2005.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We have lived in California for the last 5 years. I can't decide if I like it or not! At times I love the fact that I can take my boys out to the park in February...but then I miss where we grew up and think nowhere could be better to raise children. Then I go home and discover what a snob I have become and want to return back to my clean organized pampered way of life! Vicious cyclesI know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have attached a pic of the boys. Corbin is now 6 and Camren 2.5. Around here they go by Corbie and Cambo!&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/4640455413303542422-873974404671052356?l=redhotvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/873974404671052356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4640455413303542422&amp;postID=873974404671052356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/873974404671052356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640455413303542422/posts/default/873974404671052356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhotvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-blog.html' title='First Blog!'/><author><name>Sheree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293314471648021422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqS8aEfzXiM/SAA3fmjGSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2SDoYtblsYM/s72-c/cambocorbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
