<?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-5212008485482137455</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:33:31.022-08:00</updated><category term='tuckerd out'/><category term='Pictures at the cabin'/><category term='sleepy carson'/><category term='for sale'/><category term='Life'/><category term='1'/><category term='baby news'/><category term='OWWWW'/><category term='Happy fall ya&apos;ll'/><category term='snow birds'/><category term='My Hunters'/><category term='Jackson and Yellowstone'/><category term='Party barge'/><category term='Trace one'/><category term='Moving to Idaho'/><category term='cowabunga bay'/><category term='Four wheelin up franklin basin'/><category term='sailing'/><category term='Gratefull'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='riverdale resort'/><title type='text'>Brackin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5390495704995401568</id><published>2012-02-13T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T21:19:14.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouthes of babes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSVUbT7FmBU/TznuczzLvxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XjvsSb2yqhw/s1600/1215111844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSVUbT7FmBU/TznuczzLvxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XjvsSb2yqhw/s320/1215111844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708856181377449746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Read at your own risk**&lt;/div&gt;I had to make sure I write this down or I will forget. Now with your first child this never happens cause there is not an older sibling to teach them choice names for there anatomy.....now with the second it's quite different.  As Trace is in the tub tonight I am picking things up in the bathroom and he shouts "MOM! LOOK! My nuts is gettin bigger." I had to smile and wish I had the video camera on at that moment to get the Quote not the picture of course. Might I just add that he didn't mean it was growing bigger with age..........he had been playing with it:D Just like the picture above. They really are just wired that way I guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-5390495704995401568?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5390495704995401568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5390495704995401568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5390495704995401568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5390495704995401568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2012/02/out-of-mouthes-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouthes of babes!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSVUbT7FmBU/TznuczzLvxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XjvsSb2yqhw/s72-c/1215111844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7248134717123128351</id><published>2012-01-24T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:06:33.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's growing up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBfl4DT_a3g/Tx9GgTsedkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YfxO91vwr6E/s1600/0815111326.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBfl4DT_a3g/Tx9GgTsedkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YfxO91vwr6E/s320/0815111326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701353174130914882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m84QbWoYzDw/Tx9GgH9-pdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/xaOQYuWtqCg/s1600/P8230091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m84QbWoYzDw/Tx9GgH9-pdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/xaOQYuWtqCg/s320/P8230091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701353170983101906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is getting big! It seems all of a sudden he is talking here are a few words he says "b"  meaning blankey, mom, dada, no(of course), why? uh hu, oweeey, mow(more), sace(trace), go, just to name a few he just seems to small to have this vocabulary. I think that I am just used to trace who was a very slow talker we have just begun understanding him fully and he's three. In just 6 short months Dayne will be two and it seems like I just had him. Well I know I still have the fat on my body from having him, thats not leaving as fast as he is growing :)  well according to the chinese birth calendar if I get pregnant next year any month but Jan, March, Or December It will be a girl should I take my chances or call it good??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking lately of a job I can do to keep me healthy. Since I was a dancer and loved that part of my life something that is similar would be an aerobics instructor...... I just want to do a little something but still mostly be there for my kids and stay healthy in the mean time?? it's totally just a thought right now but hopefully will become a reality soon  who knows.&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/5212008485482137455-7248134717123128351?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7248134717123128351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7248134717123128351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7248134717123128351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7248134717123128351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-babys-growing-up.html' title='My baby&apos;s growing up!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBfl4DT_a3g/Tx9GgTsedkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YfxO91vwr6E/s72-c/0815111326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6936659360608838104</id><published>2011-12-13T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T13:44:51.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IZVWbhXIvA/TufBur8nXxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZYLDUgqu51Y/s1600/2011-09-10_09-55-09_46.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IZVWbhXIvA/TufBur8nXxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZYLDUgqu51Y/s320/2011-09-10_09-55-09_46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685726062393646866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little Windser dog has gone to heaven. He didn't see that Austin was pulling a trailer and was following behind the truck when the tire ran him over :( I wont go into details. I want another dog I just think kids should grow up with dogs but they just don't seem to last at our house. At least the last two haven't been hit on the highway like the rest. Highway: Rusty, Scooter1, Scooter2, and sunny. Then Enzo got stolen and Windser run over in the drive way.  What dog will we have next dunno?? Kalie is really wanting us to take a Great Dayne/German shepard that she  got from a lady. The dog is sweet but Austin says no!  I am feeling more and more lately like I want a guard dog. I know Really in Preston, but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bj6I8TtwK_M/TufBuW8NVJI/AAAAAAAAAls/CwSRAnfKGg4/s1600/Shupe%2B87%2B%25286%2529.2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bj6I8TtwK_M/TufBuW8NVJI/AAAAAAAAAls/CwSRAnfKGg4/s320/Shupe%2B87%2B%25286%2529.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685726056754795666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had to post this great pic me and my girls got done at lagoon it was freakin fun!! Me and Trista had to dress in the same room and that was interesting. Those expensive looking outfits were clamped together in the back with clamps. Real expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ck9XhFpqFkU/TufBuOKMvVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2wXj1nLdO_Y/s1600/Out%2BOn%2BThe%2BTown.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ck9XhFpqFkU/TufBuOKMvVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2wXj1nLdO_Y/s320/Out%2BOn%2BThe%2BTown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685726054397558098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I have to go to the doctor :/ I don't like it but I have to. Hopefully nothing to serious. On a happier note I am excited for my birthday coming up I got Austin to go to a pickleville play with me. Then christmas is Going to be sweet. Kids make christmas so much fun!! I've been teaching them the last couple weeks the true meaning of christmas.  At the Valley Implement Christmas Party last week Austin Won and Ipad 2!!! He is such a lucky sucker, 3rd year in a row he has won!  I wanted a Kindle Fire for my Birthday and he said I could have the Ipad if I 'd rather. Ha Ya i'll take it!!  What a sweety, love him!!  MERRY CHRISTmas everyone looking forward to reading all your christmas posts!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6936659360608838104?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6936659360608838104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6936659360608838104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6936659360608838104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6936659360608838104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IZVWbhXIvA/TufBur8nXxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZYLDUgqu51Y/s72-c/2011-09-10_09-55-09_46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6436862866436189723</id><published>2011-11-17T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:00:00.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New family photos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOKKJ-o1VTw/TsV1I8kNUwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nGHFDowegXU/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOKKJ-o1VTw/TsV1I8kNUwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nGHFDowegXU/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676071701927777026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to do something to get the kids to smile again. Look at what a sweet camera she has caught the leaves in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ec-30gUhRoQ/TsV1IWUPQHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/JGQQIFC-qs8/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ec-30gUhRoQ/TsV1IWUPQHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/JGQQIFC-qs8/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676071691660247154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love fall so we always like one with he beautiful colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXfn1W_BIYI/TsVzMGnm71I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AGPEgOz2Ero/s1600/16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXfn1W_BIYI/TsVzMGnm71I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AGPEgOz2Ero/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676069557142744914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had to get one of just us. When I look at pictures with all of us it's hard to believe I have THREE children already I still feel like i'm 20!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZYGnUKLYBw/TsVzLqLe21I/AAAAAAAAAk0/C1F81KBr5uQ/s1600/dad%2B%2526%2Bboys%2B.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZYGnUKLYBw/TsVzLqLe21I/AAAAAAAAAk0/C1F81KBr5uQ/s320/dad%2B%2526%2Bboys%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676069549508582226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really wish Dayne would let us put him down, it would have been cute if he stood on the left of trace. O well Kids will be kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ulsvyx6bqE/TsVzLCe125I/AAAAAAAAAko/fNeaZ7qele0/s1600/7%2Bb%2526w.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ulsvyx6bqE/TsVzLCe125I/AAAAAAAAAko/fNeaZ7qele0/s320/7%2Bb%2526w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676069538852363154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin made us crawl through a bunch of roughage and metal to get to this spot. Glad we did it turned out to be our favorite despite the pudge hangen over my pants:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lE7JLgu0-oQ/TsVyGG0Du1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vn5H0A7-pio/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lE7JLgu0-oQ/TsVyGG0Du1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vn5H0A7-pio/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676068354604120914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one shows how happy Trace was the whole time! We were way overdue for family photos.  I asked my great Friend that likes photography to take them for us and we really got a deal cause she did a professional job, for a non professional price :)  She really should go into buisness for photography.  Thanks So Much Kandice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6436862866436189723?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6436862866436189723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6436862866436189723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6436862866436189723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6436862866436189723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-family-photos.html' title='New family photos!!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOKKJ-o1VTw/TsV1I8kNUwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nGHFDowegXU/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2005318325374531087</id><published>2011-10-24T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:34:16.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deals deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XloF49i5rc/TqXZkVejTtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gosjHDwXUYE/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XloF49i5rc/TqXZkVejTtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gosjHDwXUYE/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667174924379442898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quarter a piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJzz-e342ow/TqXZkNvQAPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/gVUBQWNi-bw/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJzz-e342ow/TqXZkNvQAPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/gVUBQWNi-bw/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667174922301997298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only paid tax for these toys :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2005318325374531087?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2005318325374531087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2005318325374531087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2005318325374531087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2005318325374531087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/10/deals-deals.html' title='deals deals'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XloF49i5rc/TqXZkVejTtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gosjHDwXUYE/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1031332361090096158</id><published>2011-09-23T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:53:53.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little of what I've been up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsiVTitacjE/Tn0YO0_3VgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DOuM-dfsJ64/s1600/0921111124a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsiVTitacjE/Tn0YO0_3VgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DOuM-dfsJ64/s320/0921111124a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655703350070957570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbvw6vaULmU/Tn0YOkaGfgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/4nSMCgSuzhw/s1600/0921111124.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbvw6vaULmU/Tn0YOkaGfgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/4nSMCgSuzhw/s320/0921111124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655703345617600002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look what Santa(the ups man) Brought me :)))  The UPS man is Like Santa for Adults ya know.  After Years of wanting this kitchen machine I finally got it with my very own money from selling Shelf Reliance.  I couldn't wait to make bread! So as the top picture shows I made three beautiful loafs of Whole wheat bread.  And when they were risen to perfection I went to heat the oven and it wouldn't heat!!  I.WAS.PISSED  Finally got the recipe right and the machine to do it and now the oven, so the bread went to the trash yes.... the trash.  And the part for the oven wont be here til next week !  On a much happier note I got all the below products for around thirty bucks with  coupons! I love it. Cascade I got paid two cents, diapers $4 Gain $3.50 tampons $1 Soap 45 cents deoderant.50 cents herbal essence $1 tide $4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iM94Bnv2oyg/Tn0YOfgspII/AAAAAAAAAhI/GfPEoYBZRhY/s1600/0913111732.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iM94Bnv2oyg/Tn0YOfgspII/AAAAAAAAAhI/GfPEoYBZRhY/s320/0913111732.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655703344303088770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my Trace again falling asleep in random places. He is on the back deck this time:D Silly guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84Je2f5Uysw/Tn0YOPceZ-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/fAnE_cHSm2E/s1600/0910111839.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84Je2f5Uysw/Tn0YOPceZ-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/fAnE_cHSm2E/s320/0910111839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655703339990411234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he loves taking Douglas for rides in the shopping cart:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sgt6kVV3crQ/Tn0YOF3GWFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/09DVNeEZAd0/s1600/0920111733a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sgt6kVV3crQ/Tn0YOF3GWFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/09DVNeEZAd0/s320/0920111733a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655703337417726034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We have also been remodeling our camper And I have been sewing, Cushions, Curtains, and blankets for it. Still need to get some pics though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love life .  .  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1031332361090096158?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1031332361090096158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1031332361090096158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1031332361090096158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1031332361090096158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-of-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='A Little of what I&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsiVTitacjE/Tn0YO0_3VgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DOuM-dfsJ64/s72-c/0921111124a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3079563582726620496</id><published>2011-09-16T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T13:17:53.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9pMX6GbJUI/TnOs1P7MBPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FVtKK7wnUNo/s1600/2011-08-27_14-29-43_456.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9pMX6GbJUI/TnOs1P7MBPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FVtKK7wnUNo/s320/2011-08-27_14-29-43_456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653051988087932146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loook!! It's me in a picture. Went boating and camping at Glendale it was fun! except that we were camped in a beehive. Everyone got stung Except Carson and Austin. DANG things! And that we were camped in a tent.... ya that got us working on getting our camper remodeled so we have it for next year!! Pics coming soon We really wanted to go to Oneida Narrows But Austin was on call and had to be where he got service. He never got called. o well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU2QK62zUog/TnOs00KsfOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tv1uHzB7UkE/s1600/2011-08-27_14-34-24_366.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU2QK62zUog/TnOs00KsfOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tv1uHzB7UkE/s320/2011-08-27_14-34-24_366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653051980636781794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is me again! Squinting from the sun. Trace Cute Kinley and Trista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOOQmWAmFUg/TnOs0ozc1XI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Vc_AFP2OGVY/s1600/2011-09-05_15-49-57_708.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOOQmWAmFUg/TnOs0ozc1XI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Vc_AFP2OGVY/s320/2011-09-05_15-49-57_708.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653051977586496882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Labor day we took the kids over to go through minitonka cave and It's the same as it was two years ago. Don't know why they always get so excited to go?  I did See an old Friend while there So that was worth it. This is Dayne Super happy to be in the cave:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mn8f_DZic_Q/TnOs0ZTMnNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SLN3B24kHmQ/s1600/2011-09-05_15-24-04_147.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mn8f_DZic_Q/TnOs0ZTMnNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SLN3B24kHmQ/s320/2011-09-05_15-24-04_147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653051973424684242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our most recent family picture and probably only one since Dayne arrived a year ago. I know Hannah. Sooon Real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wd4Zz_w7o4/TnOs0Hi3RbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/35PEarSBsSM/s1600/2011-09-05_15-41-13_449.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wd4Zz_w7o4/TnOs0Hi3RbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/35PEarSBsSM/s320/2011-09-05_15-41-13_449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653051968658556338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Handsome hub being photogenic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3079563582726620496?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3079563582726620496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3079563582726620496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3079563582726620496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3079563582726620496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-fun-lately.html' title='Some fun Lately'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9pMX6GbJUI/TnOs1P7MBPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FVtKK7wnUNo/s72-c/2011-08-27_14-29-43_456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5139747023477150249</id><published>2011-08-31T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:20:28.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Douglas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This First picture is not Douglas but the varying egg sizes we are getting I think the little ones are so cute and Trace loves waking up everyday and going on a egg hunt :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klCdM0a5Jj0/Tl6jETNNlII/AAAAAAAAAgI/6xGeRD3Biiw/s1600/0826111747.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klCdM0a5Jj0/Tl6jETNNlII/AAAAAAAAAgI/6xGeRD3Biiw/s320/0826111747.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647130277039674498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our newest family member. With Great thanks to Jayson  for entering all my children's names in the drawing for a FREE bunny at the fair.  Dayne was the lucky winner of this cute lop eared rabbit and since he can't take care of him you see that Carson has very willingly taken on the job. We will see how long that lasts:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YI9qxnWqH6g/Tl6jEICG-sI/AAAAAAAAAgA/sqOjKq9mCWU/s1600/0822111211.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YI9qxnWqH6g/Tl6jEICG-sI/AAAAAAAAAgA/sqOjKq9mCWU/s320/0822111211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647130274040314562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He.....she how do you tell??  Douglas is a very tame rabbit, has not bitten any of the kids and they put there fingers pretty much in his mouth.  They hold him and lay with him on the couch and he never tries to get away.  He loves lettuce and and his ears rubbed. I must Say we didn't have to spend anything on this bunny cause our  friends Jayson and Trista won a bunny last year and it died so they let us use all there stuff. So nice :)  You could almost classify us as a farm a rabbit, 12 chickens and a dog.  Anyone need eggs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZFLRwsPBk/Tl6jD-OQrII/AAAAAAAAAf4/QtB_TiJScKM/s1600/0824111150.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZFLRwsPBk/Tl6jD-OQrII/AAAAAAAAAf4/QtB_TiJScKM/s320/0824111150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647130271406926978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-5139747023477150249?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5139747023477150249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5139747023477150249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5139747023477150249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5139747023477150249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-douglas.html' title='Meet Douglas'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klCdM0a5Jj0/Tl6jETNNlII/AAAAAAAAAgI/6xGeRD3Biiw/s72-c/0826111747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-522690339626302759</id><published>2011-08-08T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:23:34.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayne's Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UzxE8BmxKQ8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-522690339626302759?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/522690339626302759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=522690339626302759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/522690339626302759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/522690339626302759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/08/daynes-walking.html' title='Dayne&apos;s Walking'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UzxE8BmxKQ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-907948870089907808</id><published>2011-08-07T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:03:37.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Lakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxEl1a0umF0/Tj9QSUT1WmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/262JQ_Rhv8Q/s1600/DSC_0458.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxEl1a0umF0/Tj9QSUT1WmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/262JQ_Rhv8Q/s320/DSC_0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638313534110915170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin's Bass that he caught at Twin Lakes. He said he hasn't caught one this big since he was in High school. It was 15 -18  inches not sure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ckhDO4Rw1ok/Tj9QSL0wYGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q0Q6zujK2SE/s1600/DSC_0497.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ckhDO4Rw1ok/Tj9QSL0wYGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q0Q6zujK2SE/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638313531833081954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leslie and I  risking our lives letting Ron pull us behind the boat. I can't believe I did this I kept telling Leslie "We have small children we should not be doing this!" And she would answer that it was safer than four wheeling. Thats what I like to do:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIXXugfZANc/Tj9QR77yG6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/qoo9c3BXt7E/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIXXugfZANc/Tj9QR77yG6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/qoo9c3BXt7E/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638313527567588258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids loved using the tube as a dock while we were at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ss_rqKJ1GQ/Tj9QRnCkNCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/LIUJmO7noQg/s1600/DSC_0477.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ss_rqKJ1GQ/Tj9QRnCkNCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/LIUJmO7noQg/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638313521958892578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost all the crew that was there with us. It was especially fun to have Clint and Leslie &amp;amp; Wes and Carolee's Families come play with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-907948870089907808?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/907948870089907808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=907948870089907808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/907948870089907808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/907948870089907808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/08/twin-lakes.html' title='Twin Lakes'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxEl1a0umF0/Tj9QSUT1WmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/262JQ_Rhv8Q/s72-c/DSC_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-9200612433542274647</id><published>2011-07-28T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:56:03.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EGGS!!! &amp; Bites</title><content type='html'>Most of my Carson came home from Redfish Lake, part of him is still in many mosquitos somewhere. He came home with 88 mosquito bites so who knows how many he got the entire month he was there. They didn't bother him though, he could have cared less. Hopefully he doesn't get west nile:/&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1u2Og1h7YI/TjHmkf6KthI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bAQryXEcLPU/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1u2Og1h7YI/TjHmkf6KthI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bAQryXEcLPU/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634538123532350994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK what I found in the coop today. EGGS!  It was so unexpected we were just going to see if they were all in the coop to shut them in for the night and Austin opened the door and I saw the two bottom eggs sitting in the nest. There so tiny the top one is store bought.  The day before Trace had let the chickens out and to get them all back in you just have to wait til night and they all come in to roost, well we forgot and the next morning Austin heard one squock so he went to the bedroom window to find a fox trying to catch him some breakfast. He ran outside (wearing nothing) and the fox dropped the chicken and ran away. HaHAHA  now I call him the chicken whisperer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oquqpXG811s/TjHmkSd4xII/AAAAAAAAAfI/UMfMDuvDoZQ/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oquqpXG811s/TjHmkSd4xII/AAAAAAAAAfI/UMfMDuvDoZQ/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634538119924073602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-9200612433542274647?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/9200612433542274647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=9200612433542274647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9200612433542274647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9200612433542274647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/eggs-bites.html' title='EGGS!!! &amp; Bites'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1u2Og1h7YI/TjHmkf6KthI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bAQryXEcLPU/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7454228070540719296</id><published>2011-07-26T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:19:13.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Trek was something that I'm Glad I did,but I don't want to do it again any time soon.  Kinda the same as right after  you have a baby ha ha :)  It was a great experience and I am so humbled to have ancestors that went through way worse conditions that what I just did for the whole purpose of coming to Zion so there posterity could grow up an live here. Here is Ma and Pa Brackin.  It was cool while on the trek we stopped for a potty break and one of the missionaries told the story of MY Ancestor who saved the company she was in by bringing dried meat that she had gotten from a angel of the lord.  It was cool felt a real connection!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok7-gXhyAU/Ti9yvEACxJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tHfXOYTnxPU/s1600/SAM_0637.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok7-gXhyAU/Ti9yvEACxJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tHfXOYTnxPU/s320/SAM_0637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633847811717121170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were very tired so it was very easy to be silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4zIpzLIp9s/Ti9yu7eZPGI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1GaV_75BASY/s1600/SAM_0612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4zIpzLIp9s/Ti9yu7eZPGI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1GaV_75BASY/s320/SAM_0612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633847809428503650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the worst injury our trek family had. BLISTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PtqKjMzzBzI/Ti9yusrPFjI/AAAAAAAAAew/zDaRJWKD-AI/s1600/SAM_0586.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PtqKjMzzBzI/Ti9yusrPFjI/AAAAAAAAAew/zDaRJWKD-AI/s320/SAM_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633847805455832626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last day trekking the last couple miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-YMMHZ170Y/Ti9yuVUd4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iWXmI61XyUs/s1600/SAM_0621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-YMMHZ170Y/Ti9yuVUd4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iWXmI61XyUs/s320/SAM_0621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633847799186318098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were our kidsBack row left to right Nick, Johnny, Ammon, front girls left to right Kenzie, Skylee, and Kelsey. They were great kids. Never complained got along very well and worked very hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0nrwhZuCKc/Ti9yt9npFlI/AAAAAAAAAeg/AbPEkxc2XGs/s1600/SAM_0555.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0nrwhZuCKc/Ti9yt9npFlI/AAAAAAAAAeg/AbPEkxc2XGs/s320/SAM_0555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633847792824292946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7454228070540719296?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7454228070540719296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7454228070540719296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7454228070540719296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7454228070540719296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/trek.html' title='Trek'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok7-gXhyAU/Ti9yvEACxJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tHfXOYTnxPU/s72-c/SAM_0637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1723598093843474205</id><published>2011-07-15T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T13:15:33.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT, SIck, and nearly Dead</title><content type='html'>That Darn Netflicks has some eye opening documentaries on it.  Fat, Sick And Nearly Dead is the most recent one that I watched and I was expecting it to be about fat people, but it wasn't. I think I was frustrated about my non existent weight loss so I wanted to make myself feel better by watching people heavier than me in this move :P It wasn't that, it was about how unhealthy America Eats!  I've always thought that I ate ok, but now I know that I eat horrible and thats the reason I am having a difficult time losing.  I will try to post the trailer. To make it short this guy Drank only fruit and vegetable juice made with a juicer for 60 days.  I would like to try this not for 60 days that is nuts, but I could try ten and see what happens?? I can't figure out how to put the video trailer on here but here is a link to the utube trailer http://youtu.be/Gv3vEXy_EwU&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Juicer in the movie is $150.00, but they sale juicers at wal-mart anywhere from 40- 100 bucks. I'm going to try it if anyone would like to join me it would be great moral support. i'm shooting for the week of the 25th, Not next week the next:) so go get you a juicer:) HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1723598093843474205?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1723598093843474205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1723598093843474205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1723598093843474205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1723598093843474205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/fat-sick-and-nearly-dead.html' title='FAT, SIck, and nearly Dead'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7427543103665528879</id><published>2011-07-07T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:13:34.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayne's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZy-Ibmq5HQ/ThYudsDZknI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ozypLCTwrhg/s1600/0706111523.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZy-Ibmq5HQ/ThYudsDZknI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ozypLCTwrhg/s320/0706111523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735872022516338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy boy On the morning of his First year of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yBQe3aFOHEo/ThYudS04NFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7_9wsEdzcxU/s1600/0706111738.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yBQe3aFOHEo/ThYudS04NFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7_9wsEdzcxU/s320/0706111738.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735865250722898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dayne's Presents. I'm getting  lazy I didn't even wrap them. He didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8DPlqEN9-ag/ThYuc0BBsHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/zZQsFEf1oB8/s1600/0706111743.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8DPlqEN9-ag/ThYuc0BBsHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/zZQsFEf1oB8/s320/0706111743.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735856980177010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two for one cake. didn't realize til I was done that it's a Barney cake :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yssNd3tLMo/ThYucjfF8qI/AAAAAAAAAeA/VK6-9VNCJ60/s1600/0706111743a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yssNd3tLMo/ThYucjfF8qI/AAAAAAAAAeA/VK6-9VNCJ60/s320/0706111743a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735852542882466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dayne loved his ding dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQP5lemVfsM/ThYucEmA_MI/AAAAAAAAAd4/PD7izUNw9kM/s1600/0703111626.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQP5lemVfsM/ThYucEmA_MI/AAAAAAAAAd4/PD7izUNw9kM/s320/0703111626.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735844250418370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So daddy brought dayne a ding dong for his birthday cake.  Thats just how he is and Dayne loved it so it's a win win :)These are the birthday boys. Austin got new two way radios for his birthday. I tried to upload his video of the candle but couldn't figure It out:/ it's cute he just wanted to touch the flame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7427543103665528879?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7427543103665528879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7427543103665528879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7427543103665528879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7427543103665528879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/daynes-day.html' title='Dayne&apos;s day'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZy-Ibmq5HQ/ThYudsDZknI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ozypLCTwrhg/s72-c/0706111523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2075213455166774122</id><published>2011-07-05T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:16:42.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMERICAS BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Austin made a great point to me over our Independence holiday.  Why do people say happy fourth of July??  We don't say happy 31st of October? We say Happy Halloween.  Do people really know why we celebrate the "fourth of July" or do kids just think it's a time we watch fireworks.  It's the most important day in every Americans life.  The day america denounced itself from the crown and became a free nation. I think many americans take that for granted cause they have never lived under a king.  The day the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Declaration of Independence&lt;/span&gt; was signed. I am proud to be an American and am so grateful for those who risk there lives to keep our nation FREE!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEGIH3LUQY/ThPcmwtat1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/QBxvW13Ueag/s1600/2011-07-02_17-10-05_685.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEGIH3LUQY/ThPcmwtat1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/QBxvW13Ueag/s320/2011-07-02_17-10-05_685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626082917984417618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a ride when we got to the top we were surrounded by these wild sunflowers, they were beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZvNucLH5SY/ThPcl2NjVgI/AAAAAAAAAdo/B6M_eq10FZg/s1600/2011-07-02_14-00-05_358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZvNucLH5SY/ThPcl2NjVgI/AAAAAAAAAdo/B6M_eq10FZg/s320/2011-07-02_14-00-05_358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626082902281508354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also lost Traces' favorite chicken little blacky.  Kalie's dog Jaxon is a bird dog and he was in doggie heaven :(  Now little Blacky is in chicken Heaven literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQFKzyKHtZs/ThPckpda6rI/AAAAAAAAAdg/r57L7Ha-MFg/s1600/2011-07-02_17-24-50_667.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQFKzyKHtZs/ThPckpda6rI/AAAAAAAAAdg/r57L7Ha-MFg/s320/2011-07-02_17-24-50_667.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626082881678535346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our picnic on top of the mountain.  Look there I am with my mouth full :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wSmUNvXHOM/ThPckR41eoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/bG6fbSXay5E/s1600/2011-07-02_18-13-39_852.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wSmUNvXHOM/ThPckR41eoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/bG6fbSXay5E/s320/2011-07-02_18-13-39_852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626082875351071362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there I am again family shot without Carson, cause he is having a blast up at redfish lake with my mom and dad. We had a fantastic weekend finishing up at bear lake on Monday but you will have to look at those pics on facebook I forgot to take pictures there. Thanks to our friends and fam for hanging with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2075213455166774122?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2075213455166774122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2075213455166774122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2075213455166774122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2075213455166774122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/americas-birthday.html' title='AMERICAS BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEGIH3LUQY/ThPcmwtat1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/QBxvW13Ueag/s72-c/2011-07-02_17-10-05_685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8416373829361302460</id><published>2011-07-01T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:25:13.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Me</title><content type='html'>Ha you thought there would be pictures of me on this post right. Well thats just it trying to find a picture of me is scarce. So I am taking a vow today that in all our weekend fun I will get some pictures with me in them.  I think the reason is I never like how I look in pictures, but I don't care anymore. It freezes a memory in time and helps me to remember all the good, bad, and ugly times i've had.  Sometime I would like to do stuff with other friends and family besides Austin's family. It seems they are the only ones that ever want us around. Don't get me wrong I love them and all but new is always good :) Have a nice and safe fourth of  July weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8416373829361302460?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8416373829361302460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8416373829361302460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8416373829361302460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8416373829361302460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/07/pictures-of-me.html' title='Pictures of Me'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7006019470927787061</id><published>2011-06-27T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:38:00.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR!</title><content type='html'>Ok so the pics below the top is Dayne and the bottom is Trace :)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm on here I need to rant quickly.  I NEED an nanny!!  It is like pulling teeth to get Austin to watch his children for four hours.  I feel like I am always looking for a babysitter!!   I signed up to do a booth for Shelf Reliance at the lewiston 4th of July parade and festivities.  I don't know what I was thinking &amp;gt;:| I thought o it's a monday Austin will be at work I wont have any trouble finding a sitter on a monday. HELLOOOOO it's a holiday Austin doesn't have to work and no one wants more than there own kids on a Holiday!!   I'lll Probably end up canceling it.  I  just can't seem to do anything right in this life, i'm a slow learner I guess ??  BBBLAAHhh  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7006019470927787061?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7006019470927787061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7006019470927787061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7006019470927787061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7006019470927787061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/grrrr.html' title='GRRRR!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1555316259821344200</id><published>2011-06-23T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:37:21.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BRLTaulk2Gg/TgQidH82R7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WeCqRP8yGEw/s1600/0913102034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BRLTaulk2Gg/TgQidH82R7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WeCqRP8yGEw/s320/0913102034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621656118611036082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90ZgaVca9l8/TgQiczcXqmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xTdv7q9DMn4/s1600/trace%2B2.5%2Bwks.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90ZgaVca9l8/TgQiczcXqmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xTdv7q9DMn4/s320/trace%2B2.5%2Bwks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621656113106102882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know which picture is Trace and which picture is Dayne???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1555316259821344200?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1555316259821344200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1555316259821344200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1555316259821344200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1555316259821344200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/whos-who.html' title='Who&apos;s Who'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BRLTaulk2Gg/TgQidH82R7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WeCqRP8yGEw/s72-c/0913102034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3343288434708641994</id><published>2011-06-16T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:57:59.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IRONIC??</title><content type='html'>OK so yesterday I ran for 60 minutes, burned 666 calories and went 16 laps according to my treadmill????  Interesting hmmmm.  I wasn't shooting for devil numbers or anything (or is he seven)? It just ended up that way.   You were right Kandice if you can make it to three miles :) you do get a new burst of energy, and I just felt like go go going all day long.. I mowed, and watered the grass, weeded, and watered the garden.  On top of all the other things I do every other day like laundry, beat oops i mean feed kids, clean kids, dress kids, clean up after kids. then repeat. And To make it sound even better I have horrible allergies and sinus pressure right now.  I hope that I can keep this up cause I want to loose 30 lbs :/  So on top of the exercise I am also  trying to watch what I eat better and portions as well.  It's also a very motivating thing when your husband tells you your starting to get pudgy :{ I need to get a high school  picture of me to look at cause it's happened so slowly I don't really notice it until I look back at, I wouldn't say skinny pictures but, thiner pictures ':|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3343288434708641994?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3343288434708641994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3343288434708641994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3343288434708641994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3343288434708641994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/ironic.html' title='IRONIC??'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8037088686367247824</id><published>2011-06-15T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T16:13:26.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Coupon deal!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xqAGQXA3sY/Tfk7u2EuT5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/-aRb0yhiZ5U/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xqAGQXA3sY/Tfk7u2EuT5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/-aRb0yhiZ5U/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618587686096752530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok All that you see pictured was under ten bucks!! I know its not food but when you see these deals its hard to pass them up. What you see is One box 20 count tampax pearl, 8 packs hand sanitizing wipes and 15 packs of gum. EEEAAKK!!! I was so Stoked.    That pays for my paper subscription for a couple months anyway??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8037088686367247824?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8037088686367247824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8037088686367247824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8037088686367247824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8037088686367247824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-coupon-deal.html' title='First Coupon deal!!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xqAGQXA3sY/Tfk7u2EuT5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/-aRb0yhiZ5U/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-785585199221054071</id><published>2011-06-06T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:42:26.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;Our Best Family members  invited us to go camping this last weekend and after a couple hours of going to different camp sites and finding them FULL we finally found what I thought was a GREAT! spot, that I have never been, up CHERRY CREEK. There were lots of four wheeler trails to ride the four Wheelers.  (As I was just typing the above Carson came in and Said MOM! What does that say Don't put Windser on sale!!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TFkvv043vw/Te2K003I3lI/AAAAAAAAAco/Nlqv6YrHuFs/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TFkvv043vw/Te2K003I3lI/AAAAAAAAAco/Nlqv6YrHuFs/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296950548618834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Windser is cute isn't he? He possed so cute for this picture.  He also likes to ride on the four wheelers. He doesn't like to be left alone so we brought him along. We almost left him when we stopped on one of our rides and he had to swim across the river  ; \&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g9GWQqS--w/Te2K0tmoPFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ls5mXQ4orm8/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g9GWQqS--w/Te2K0tmoPFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ls5mXQ4orm8/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296948600323154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here is sweeet Clay :)  He is just getting used to riding his big wheel motor cycle.  He is one of Carson's favorite cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJAqMVWF3ZE/Te2Kz831tCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MuO9sc6Ehzg/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJAqMVWF3ZE/Te2Kz831tCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MuO9sc6Ehzg/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296935519171618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lance on the back another favorite cousin. Then never stopped riding this little four wheeler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2abj-b7qxw/Te2Kzr5EAvI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qGcqdyQjUMA/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2abj-b7qxw/Te2Kzr5EAvI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qGcqdyQjUMA/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296930960900850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Our camp and cute little trailer that we pulled all the kids in when we would go for four wheeler rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wu-xLzCjI9g/Te2KzASqs_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/_f8hqhfO8_0/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wu-xLzCjI9g/Te2KzASqs_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/_f8hqhfO8_0/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296919257134066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Trace is such a ham he loved getting dirty he wasn't sure about camping he kept saying Go home, Go Home?And he would hold his hands out. Dayne now on the other hand cried for probably an hour in the night because he was out of his routine and did NOT like that at all.  He has still got ear infections so we'll blame it on that instead.  He is also cutting another tooth so he's been little mr. Grumpy the last few days.  All in ALL in was a GREAT time!  We got to ride the four wheelers through rivers and over rocks, through the mud. The kids were just having a ball and even Dayne was ok with it, most rides he would just fall asleep.  Best of all I got a tan on my arms! YAAY for Summer!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-785585199221054071?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/785585199221054071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=785585199221054071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/785585199221054071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/785585199221054071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/cherry-creek.html' title='Cherry Creek'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TFkvv043vw/Te2K003I3lI/AAAAAAAAAco/Nlqv6YrHuFs/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5727797168601024082</id><published>2011-06-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:16:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming OCD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am getting Obssesive Couponing Disorder!  Just went last night to a couponing class to figure out how these ladies are saving all this money with coupons?? I've never been able to do what they do, But It all makes sense now!! This is with only a max of fifteen minutes on the computer and normal time in the grocery store as well.  I also have a slight connection to get extra coupons, "My friend" delivers the herald Journal and some sundays they have extras!! BONUS!!!! I can't believe she doesn't coupon but if she hooks me up I will make it worth her while :)  So you want all the info don't you? The web site is grocerysmarts.com and the pass code is g84cac then find the store you want to shop at in the drop down bar.  Everything with four or five stars is the best deals with your coupon, select the items you want cut your coupons and wall-a! you just got finish dishwasher detergent for .80 cents!!! You must subscribe to the paper to get your coupons the herald journal will give you five sunday papers, every sunday for $18 per month.  Which will pay for itself the first time you go shopping!!  You can also Become friends with Alison Anderson on Facebook as the Coupon Gal and you can ask her any questions on there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok on to other news, We will be getting our water back today!!!! I feel like it's Christmas!!  At least this time is was only two weeks and not two months without water Also only $ 240 instead of 2,000 like the first time.  Austin is so handy and most times it saves us a ton of money.   Also I am on my twentieth consecutive day running on the treadmill for 30 minutes!!  I thought the other day while running how frustrating it is to not be able to get skinny faster  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=/ but then I thought well it's taken me seven years and three babies to gain this thirty pounds? Can I really expect it to shrink off in one month. (It be nice though wouldn't it) I at-least need to try to stick to a workout routine for nine months and see if i'm happier with my results then.  Ultimately I need to just make it a part of my lifestyle and learn to love it, but at this point I HATE it!!  Another thing I am so excited for is I have been asked to help with a dance routine for the Little Miss Franklin Pageant. That is going to be so fun to teach cute little girls a dance for the pageant held during Idaho Days Festival on June 25th.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dayne will be eleven months in four days!! My little man is growin to fast!  I really love him and he is so fun right now. he just loves his daddy.  When Austin gets home he wont take his eye off of him, and if I put him down he crawls right to him and climbs up his leg for dad to pick him up.  Then he'll take his binki and try to share it. He only does this to Austin though it's so precious.  Dayne has been the only one that has taken this kind of liking to his dad. Trace and Carson were both mama's boys at this age.  I would defiantly love a little girl, but I am really lovin the idea of being able to go back to work in only five more years?? Who knows what life will bring, but I am excited for whatever my father in heaven has in store for me.  Ok one last thing have you played JUST DANCE  I think I LOVE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-5727797168601024082?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5727797168601024082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5727797168601024082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5727797168601024082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5727797168601024082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/06/becoming-ocd.html' title='Becoming OCD'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3731625577906720310</id><published>2011-05-29T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:09:54.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down at a hot springs</title><content type='html'>Carson Being out of school and home all day is taking a toll on me. He constantly picks at Trace which makes them fight, which makes me yell, and I don't like to yell. I don't like confrontation.  So I had a mental breakdown and thought maybe if I cry they will believe me so I did........ it didn't work.  When I came back into the room Trace said " are ya done?"  Little stink!   So I need ideas of thing to occupy these wild boys or I might go CRaZy!  I might need some parenting lessons?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today to burn off some energy we took them Downata Hot Springs!  They had a blast!  Trace loved the slides.  He clings to you like a cat when he gets in the water with you.  Carson was having a blast jumping off the edge he can go under without pluggin his nose, I've never been able to : /  I think I'm going to put him in swim lesson one more year.  Dayne was confused at first and crying a little.  By the time we left he was splashin and kickin water all over he loved it.  They are all sleeping now, love how swimming makes you so tired and hungry.  Maybe we'll have to make recent trips to the lake this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3731625577906720310?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3731625577906720310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3731625577906720310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3731625577906720310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3731625577906720310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/down-at-hot-springs.html' title='Down at a hot springs'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6596200091131572599</id><published>2011-05-26T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:45:44.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XR67wJuCVdw/Td6RtqgZWbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/MebjPrVpmG0/s1600/just_one_wish_xlarge.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XR67wJuCVdw/Td6RtqgZWbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/MebjPrVpmG0/s320/just_one_wish_xlarge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611082399440525746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish it would be that no one knew of my husbands talents but me:)  I am very seriously grateful that Austin is talented in so many ways.  A lot of the time his boys and I don't get the time we need with him cause he is so talented and always helping others.  Some times though he is just bored and has to do something with his time, but he needs that time to do the things he wants to do.  I just would love to do more together as a family.  Thems my thoughts for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6596200091131572599?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6596200091131572599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6596200091131572599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6596200091131572599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6596200091131572599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-wish.html' title='One Wish'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XR67wJuCVdw/Td6RtqgZWbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/MebjPrVpmG0/s72-c/just_one_wish_xlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-415880653927284488</id><published>2011-05-24T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:08:41.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WATER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just had to go in and look at some of the pictures of the floods happening in mississippi, mostly to make myself feel like my water problems are nothing compared to these people.  Our water has been acting up since November and now there is none....... Sunday is the last day we had water?    I don't know if you've ever had this problem but let me just tell ya with a 2 yr old and a 11 month old were going through wet wipes like CraZy!!   Luckily we have Austin's Parent's Close by to go use there shower and Laundry, but that gets old QUICK!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Austin had figured out that we do have water, our pump is under fifty feet of water at the bottom of our well. Which is GOOD! Something is wrong with the pump that pumps the water to our house.  SO we have to get a well driller out here to pull the pump up from 280 ft down into the earth to see what is wrong with it, at 90 bucks an hour.  Good thing we've got all this rain so I can go get some money from my money tree for all this :)  Somethings in life are so frustrating.  When Austin came to me in Laramie and said I found some land to build our house on.  IF I could have looked into the future and seen that we were going to have to spend a couple thousand dollars every five years to have water....... I would have said no!!   Now were stuck cause we love our ward and neighbors, and I know it's not the prettiest when you drive by in a flash but we have grown to love the unique land we live on.  Not that we wouldn't sell for the right price =)  Ok I will get off my soap box now and go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXPZ9UACxQ8/TdyKTrhKzhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rnVZ_YxcLK4/s1600/110512_miss_river_flooding.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXPZ9UACxQ8/TdyKTrhKzhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rnVZ_YxcLK4/s320/110512_miss_river_flooding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610511306500787730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-415880653927284488?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/415880653927284488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=415880653927284488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/415880653927284488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/415880653927284488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/water.html' title='WATER!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXPZ9UACxQ8/TdyKTrhKzhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rnVZ_YxcLK4/s72-c/110512_miss_river_flooding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3918105550958360621</id><published>2011-05-21T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:40:16.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Treking we will go.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVYhloy6hnA/TdiBlrLJsnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rUC2ET_B-KM/s1600/Jane%2BPanting%2Bbell.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVYhloy6hnA/TdiBlrLJsnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rUC2ET_B-KM/s320/Jane%2BPanting%2Bbell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609375820134593138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; font-family:'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Elizabeth was given a blessing by &lt;a href="http://www.mormonwiki.com/Wilford_Woodruff" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(46, 132, 219); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Wilford &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woodruff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in which he promised that she and her children would reach the Salt Lake Valley alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;After crossing the Atlantic Ocean and traveling further across their land of promise by steamboat and train, Elizabeth, Christopher (5), and Jane (1) began their handcart trek in Iowa City, Iowa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Elizabeth was privileged to experience another miracle during her journey to Zion. She told the story of this miracle to her daughter, Jane, repeatedly throughout her life. As Jane (Panting Bell) grew older she told this story to her children and grandchildren:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;As the Willie Company traveled along the plains, they had many trials which slowed them down considerably. Little Jane rode in the handcart and was very ill. Her mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t dare to stop to take care of her as she pulled her handcart along. She would call to her son, Christopher, to ask if Jane was dead yet. When they reached Ft. Laramie, the expected provisions were not waiting, and they had to continue on with reduced food rations. On October 14, after another reduction was made in rations, Elizabeth went out to gather some buffalo chips to make a small fire to warm what little food was left for her children. She had on a long, full apron and had almost filled it with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Buffalo&lt;/span&gt; chips when a man came up to her suddenly (and seemingly out of nowhere) and inquired as to the circumstances of the company. Elizabeth told the man that most of them were starving and were in great need. He asked her to follow him, saying perhaps he could help a little. Shaking the buffalo chips from her apron, Elizabeth followed the man. They went over a small hill out of sight of the camp, where he led her to a cave where a lot of dried buffalo meat was hanging. Elizabeth told her granddaughter, June &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cranney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt;, that there were shelves of books on one side of the cave that looked like &lt;a href="http://www.lightplanet.com/mormons/book_of_mormon/" class="internal_link_tool_the book of mormon" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(46, 132, 219); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;the Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt; gold plates. She said they looked as if they were sealed. The man loaded as much meat in Elizabeth’s apron as she could carry and told her to share with the other people. Then he led her out of the cave and to the top of a small hill and pointed out the camp below, cautioning her not to get lost. As Elizabeth turned back to the man to thank him after she had looked where he had pointed to the camp, he had disappeared. She looked for the cave and could not find any trace of it, but she still had the dried meat. She went back to camp and divided the meat out to the ones that were in the most need, no doubt saving lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Austin and I we called to be a MA and PA For our stake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; Trek on July 20-22. Jane Panting, in the story above, is a direct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;descendant&lt;/span&gt; of me that came across in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Willie&lt;/span&gt; handcart company. I am excited right now about going, I think when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; there I might be wondering why I was so excited. It's Going to HOT!!  I don't think that there is a night that goes by in the winter or when it's raining that I don't think about those determined pioneers. They were out in that Freezing Wyoming weather, some with no shoes, burying there children along the way. It's very humbling to think about. Everything they had to go through to come to Zion.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Austin's mom has made us the best looking pioneer clothes for the trek. I just need to find us some shoes. We dress up like pioneers and pull a 400 lb handcart 10 miles a day :) then sleep under the stars on the ground at night.. The things we can bring have to fit in a 5 gallon bucket. We have ten children. We all have to work together.  Well if it's not and exciting experience I'm sure it will be a spiritual one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3918105550958360621?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3918105550958360621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3918105550958360621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3918105550958360621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3918105550958360621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/treking-we-will-go.html' title='A Treking we will go.....'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVYhloy6hnA/TdiBlrLJsnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rUC2ET_B-KM/s72-c/Jane%2BPanting%2Bbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3174340456701115530</id><published>2011-05-20T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T10:50:29.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Carson is so tough he pulls his own teeth out as soon as they get loose :D  Don't look at the hair I've been trying to get him to cut it, but his uncle Collin is living through him and has him talked into never cutting it.  Collin can't have long hair.  I think he's a kid, let him be a kid. He's not looking for a job or going on a mission soon so if he wants it long I say let him have it long while he can.  Anyway excuse my rambling.  The tooth fairy was a real slacker this time it took till the third night to come maybe it's cause she has more kids now and is so tired at night that she just passes out!  Carson is my oldest and I love him so much! He was the best baby, toddler, and child.  He is growing up so fast he will be a teen before i know it.  AAhhhhhhh!  I am so excited for him grow up! I know I shouldn't say that, but i am.  I hope these boys have amazing relationships with there parents and will always be good to us.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp6orXuE2bk/TdanaADKMMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sLGetup2S44/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp6orXuE2bk/TdanaADKMMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sLGetup2S44/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608854451068219586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3174340456701115530?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3174340456701115530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3174340456701115530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3174340456701115530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3174340456701115530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/cheese.html' title='Cheese'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp6orXuE2bk/TdanaADKMMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sLGetup2S44/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7699114554417044237</id><published>2011-05-17T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:08:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is our garden!! With our government spending a billion dollars a second causing food prices to go up and up,  we thought a way to help with our costs was to have a garden.  Our friendly neighbor Gerald gave us a TON of wood  so that helped extremely with the building cost.  All we had to buy was 3 bags box garden soil, paint, seeds and the plants.  Gerald gave us so much wood we are going to build the kids a play house and Austin a little garden shed.  I Love nice people!  We planted six tomato plants, red, yellow, green and white onions,  Peppers,  beans, corn, broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, lettuce, okra, cucumbers, watermelon, pumpkins, spaghetti squash, zucchini, yellow squash, and asparagus.  So come fall we will have eggs and Vegetables coming out of our ears  :)   Have I ever said that I love having a man that can build or do anything!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRpW7tTA9dA/TdL82LjaEsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aQHNvC0b5gs/s1600/P5170072.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRpW7tTA9dA/TdL82LjaEsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aQHNvC0b5gs/s320/P5170072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607822493774123714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZojqSbcV3Eg/TdL81hWu9bI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xR01zkLkfDY/s1600/P5170071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZojqSbcV3Eg/TdL81hWu9bI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xR01zkLkfDY/s320/P5170071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607822482446677426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaVcqqmfLew/TdL81QYEkHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7L332cOVk-o/s1600/P5170070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaVcqqmfLew/TdL81QYEkHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7L332cOVk-o/s320/P5170070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607822477888884850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7699114554417044237?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7699114554417044237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7699114554417044237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7699114554417044237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7699114554417044237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-garden.html' title='Our Garden'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRpW7tTA9dA/TdL82LjaEsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aQHNvC0b5gs/s72-c/P5170072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6331193815187399508</id><published>2011-05-17T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:51:31.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommie &amp; Daddie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7Vbjx9Bjwc/TdLy3PpYLcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4x0enWaBbUA/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7Vbjx9Bjwc/TdLy3PpYLcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4x0enWaBbUA/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607811516936498626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to have some of my most favorite people stay with us for only two or three short weeks. They were in between their summer home, Arizona, and camp hosting up at Redfish Lake.  We loove it when grandpa and grandma come stay with us. I love this picture on top cause neither I or Austin has EVER been able to get Dayne to fall asleep on our laps like this. It seems all of my boys just love their grandpa.  I swear they had only been here days and Dayne was crawling to grandpa instead of me.  Maybe it's that soft belly he has to lay on :) I know I loved laying on it when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlhlHVWcbto/TdLy2xDAHeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/wTTtHijw_lw/s1600/mms_picture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlhlHVWcbto/TdLy2xDAHeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/wTTtHijw_lw/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607811508722474466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Helped us dye easter eggs and got to see what a handful my little Trace is. I think while they were here he wrote with permanent marker on the couch, window, computer desk, trim,  wall, bed sheets, then on the couch again with pen. Drew all over the cabinets  this time with crayola markers.  whew!!  Let the chickens loose, and tried to walk to the neighbors house to see the horses. When I say neighbors they're not close like quarter mile to half mile away thats a long ways to find your two year old after hours of looking.  But me and my mom have put our finger on his acting up. It's when you wont give him your complete attention no matter what your doing he will get it, even if it's negative.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Any way on to what I was posting about. I miss my mom and dad! Is this ok? Am I a baby?  I must confess I hate they're shenanigans right now!  It's not cause I'm jealous of them traveling  it's because I want them here more than gone. Thats why I stayed here.  I want to have my kids grow up with them in there lives.  My mom said something while she was here and it applies here. " I learned a long time ago that I can't change other peoples choices"  Thats so true.  All I can do is make them feel welcome and wanted every time they come and maybe it will shorten there time away???  I love them, and the fact that someday (very far away) I will have to get by without them FREAKS me out.  I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP!     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6331193815187399508?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6331193815187399508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6331193815187399508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6331193815187399508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6331193815187399508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/mommie-daddie.html' title='Mommie &amp; Daddie'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7Vbjx9Bjwc/TdLy3PpYLcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4x0enWaBbUA/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2323826989801715227</id><published>2011-05-02T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:58:36.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of new Events!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUG6YuSe2ns/Tb8GKpvkiyI/AAAAAAAAAak/-ynPYZt0tUU/s1600/P5020064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUG6YuSe2ns/Tb8GKpvkiyI/AAAAAAAAAak/-ynPYZt0tUU/s320/P5020064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602203241546025762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got some new family members and they were out growing the cardboard box they were living in so this is the chicken suite.  We are trying to become as self reliant as possible so this is one step in doing that. Come about October we won't have to buy eggs at the grocery store. (Although we could have bought eggs for the rest of our lives for the cost of there house)  not only did Austin build them a suite, we pretty much have our own aviary. We just need some different kinds of birds besides chickens. As you can see Trace lives in there, he loves "my chichens" As he calls them.  Soon we will have eggs coming out of our ears so if anyone is interesting in eating fresh eggs let me know and this fall we should be flooded with them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfz1Oj-cYAA/Tb8GKG7Si6I/AAAAAAAAAac/qPyhv8Tiqfs/s1600/P4050057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfz1Oj-cYAA/Tb8GKG7Si6I/AAAAAAAAAac/qPyhv8Tiqfs/s320/P4050057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602203232199936930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dayne has old man hair. It's long on the sides and back and can't seem to come in on top!  So We Took him to our most favorite beautician Trista!  He was super good for his first hair cut, she tried evening him up a bit but it still looks like old man hair. O well I'll keep him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YX9hqQ2-Cog/Tb8GJ1EnmkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/S3YWqybqXro/s1600/P4040053.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YX9hqQ2-Cog/Tb8GJ1EnmkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/S3YWqybqXro/s320/P4040053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602203227407227458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just thought I'd tell ya'll that I really had twins :) This is LITTLE Avery, we love her. Her and Dayne are just four months apart and are very intrigued by each other.  I have a small fry as they look the same age but Dayne is the older one.  Avery is such a happy girl, and my boys favorite. So excited for them to grow up together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DnEJIk697M/Tb8GJu8a5oI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QmgkChQLIxU/s1600/P4040049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DnEJIk697M/Tb8GJu8a5oI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QmgkChQLIxU/s320/P4040049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602203225762227842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson turned Seven last month and was so excited when he got some heeleys for his birthday. He's such a good kid and is excited to be baptized next year. He just got to watch his cousin Brooklyn get baptized and he's already ready he says.  This year he celebrated his birthday at chuckie cheese's with a couple of his BOY cousins. trying to convince him to cut that hair, but it's not working: \&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2323826989801715227?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2323826989801715227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2323826989801715227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2323826989801715227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2323826989801715227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-of-new-events.html' title='Lots of new Events!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUG6YuSe2ns/Tb8GKpvkiyI/AAAAAAAAAak/-ynPYZt0tUU/s72-c/P5020064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8884278289584212753</id><published>2011-03-10T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:44:13.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson's Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-48c11825ec519455" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48c11825ec519455%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331748445%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75FE9C468019B69B9E14BEA1C14FCF8BB4089511.77874EF72D41B06CDCBBC5C2D3DCDFCD2AE15842%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48c11825ec519455%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHf5UnKDoGJA73evf9-N6ZYazwcI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48c11825ec519455%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331748445%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75FE9C468019B69B9E14BEA1C14FCF8BB4089511.77874EF72D41B06CDCBBC5C2D3DCDFCD2AE15842%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48c11825ec519455%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHf5UnKDoGJA73evf9-N6ZYazwcI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are So proud of Carson!  He is 3 wins 1 loss in his wrestling so far. Yesterday he pinned both kids he wrestled.  It was sweet! I put one of the videos up.  It's so fun to see him get excited when he wins.  The video I put up he was wrestling a kid that has an "uncle Reco" Dad Is what we like to call them, you can hear him and the kids mom yelling at him the entire time.  Carson likes to win but he lets it go to his head really quick and starts calling kids "losers"and sayin how easy it was to beat him, I even saw him flip his hair like he was a bad A after he won yesterday. (SO FUNNY) So we try our best to let him know he is doing well wether he wins or looses.  He knows when the refs hold up his arm at the end, that he won.  We hope he sticks with it. Wrestling is the only thing he has done two years in a row so we'll keep our fingers crossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8884278289584212753?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8884278289584212753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8884278289584212753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8884278289584212753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8884278289584212753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/03/carsons-gold.html' title='Carson&apos;s Gold'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3003973888954275595</id><published>2011-02-16T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:56:38.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out on a Decorating Limb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9FtTP1eYpY/TVyMZJJCJVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BKUxoD8Y8U4/s1600/mms_picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9FtTP1eYpY/TVyMZJJCJVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BKUxoD8Y8U4/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574484802356258130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so excited that this turned out so cute!! I am kinda slow in the whole decorating process I know Vinyl has been around for a while but I never knew what to do.  Then I met Stacey she does vinyl. So I knew she could give me some ideas and web sites to look at. WHOA! Do they have some dang cute stuff on those web sites I could just order different things all day. This is my first vinyl and I love how it turned out, now we'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; what Austin thinks of it to know if we can do more.  I have all kinds of Ideas i want to do but better get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; from the man. It's Not putting holes in the walls so i think it will be fine. The Best thing is it's CHEAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3003973888954275595?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3003973888954275595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3003973888954275595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3003973888954275595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3003973888954275595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/02/going-out-on-decorating-limb.html' title='Going out on a Decorating Limb'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9FtTP1eYpY/TVyMZJJCJVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BKUxoD8Y8U4/s72-c/mms_picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3781949454808315274</id><published>2011-02-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T12:13:48.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TVLp49jszLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HyrQCAldGd0/s1600/shelf_reliance17x11_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TVLp49jszLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HyrQCAldGd0/s320/shelf_reliance17x11_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571772853816970418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok So I am so excited about this new company! They have the best food! It's so good and the best part is you just take a set amount out of your grocery fund for the month and register online and they will ship the products to you every month.  The shelf life of this stuff is longer than it will ever take you to use it because it is so good. Besides all the basic stuff that you can get from the bishops store house they have almost every fruit and vegetable you can imagine, but they don't taste dehydrated or flavorless they are so full of flavor.  I just signed up today and can't wait to get my kit so I can begin cooking with this stuff everyday.  So if you would like to know more or get some of your own for FREE then let me know and we will schedule you a party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3781949454808315274?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3781949454808315274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3781949454808315274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3781949454808315274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3781949454808315274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TVLp49jszLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HyrQCAldGd0/s72-c/shelf_reliance17x11_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1301164346438715969</id><published>2011-01-28T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:45:31.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trace My little angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I realize that it's been about a half hour and i haven't heard or seen Trace this is not what I usually find.  But I will take this over the other any day of the week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TUNUFxMvPFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qRaM-rL_djM/s320/P1280001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567386022442908754" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TUNTVUygaqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/hlr6t4RNHoc/s320/P7180062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567385190182972066" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little devil they don't call it terrible two's for nothin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1301164346438715969?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1301164346438715969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1301164346438715969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1301164346438715969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1301164346438715969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/01/trace-my-little-angel.html' title='Trace My little angel'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TUNUFxMvPFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qRaM-rL_djM/s72-c/P1280001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4954152883424311332</id><published>2011-01-20T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:46:23.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So I don't try to make things easy for myself at all.  Not only am I on my third try potty training Trace I decided to kick Dayne out of our bed at night also.  I must say maybe third time is a charm with Trace he is doing well were on our third day and only two accidents today!  I am the one seeming to get frustrated it's always easier to just throw a diaper on them. Not Trace he's always excited to go potty so he can get a sucker.  BUT He does NOT want to sleep in Carson's bed with him He wants his crib still which is why Dayne ended up in our bed.  Then I remembered I had a pack n play that i could put him in, cause the longer you let them in your bed the harder it is to GET THEM OUT! I thought this process was going horribly until i read on baby center that when some couples do the "cry it out method" the kids can cry for up to an HOUR! Dayne's max is like 20 mins. I am not really liking the whole cry it out thing, it breaks my heart, but it worked with Trace and he is still my best sleeper.  Dayne will go to bed about 9 or 10 and sleep till 4.  It must be from nursing but I have never had one sleep through the night until there one. Which doesn't really bother me only because I don't have to get up early for work.  My hat goes off to mothers that work AND have small children whew. I don't know that I ever will....... but i have been researching adoption lately.  That is just a sure thing for me to get a little girl and I could adopt a four year old and wouldn't have to deal with DIAPERS and NURSING again.  With my track record odds are I will get another boy and I love my boys, I would just absolutely love a girl. Just to experience both:)  I guess god knows all thing and gives you what you can handle so maybe i can't handle a girl?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-4954152883424311332?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4954152883424311332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4954152883424311332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4954152883424311332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4954152883424311332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-complicated.html' title='It&apos;s complicated'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4864077135200578305</id><published>2010-10-24T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:57:08.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight wad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8XWUkiQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xHtKR51pGUw/s1600/3mo+%26+2yrs+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531823720376862978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8XWUkiQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xHtKR51pGUw/s320/3mo+%26+2yrs+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8W1wV9vI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9L9NJKlpx2M/s1600/3mo+%26+2yrs+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531823711634978546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8W1wV9vI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9L9NJKlpx2M/s320/3mo+%26+2yrs+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8WWFjTKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/74jfHpsBuuI/s1600/3mo+%26+2yrs+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531823703133998242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8WWFjTKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/74jfHpsBuuI/s320/3mo+%26+2yrs+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8WIkBZmI/AAAAAAAAAYk/JvXKHgFN19s/s1600/3mo+%26+2yrs+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531823699503703650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8WIkBZmI/AAAAAAAAAYk/JvXKHgFN19s/s320/3mo+%26+2yrs+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two youngest hit picture ages so I needed to get some pictures done. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bla&lt;/span&gt; Who! what! where! when! how much!? I just didn't want to deal with that so I just pulled the camera out and started snapping. It's just sad, i tell ya ,that i don't have the patience for child number two, to take him somewhere, hope that he's happy, keep him CLEAN until we get there, then pay for pictures I don't like.  I'll just tell him when he's older (like he'll ever care he's a BOY) that he was to difficult to take pictures of at home for FREE, so I wouldn't take him some where to pay for pictures.  Now When there older and will cooperate that is a different story. Also if I ever have a little girl that will care about her baby pictures I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; pay to have some good pictures done of her cause she will want them later :)  I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayne's&lt;/span&gt; turned out pretty cute way better than Carson's at this age that I paid for. The cutest one I forgot to take off the diaper. I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LoVe&lt;/span&gt; the cute little tiny baby bums.  Trace is all full of expressions but just runs from the camera, so that makes it rather difficult. Just have to zoom in and try to snap when he looks. Carson has his pictures done in the same little suit that Trace is in at two. I want to do all the boys in that suit at two so we can compare later. We also need &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; family pics done now that we have anew member maybe we'll wait until spring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; never done any that time of year any ideas of where?? &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/5212008485482137455-4864077135200578305?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4864077135200578305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4864077135200578305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4864077135200578305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4864077135200578305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/10/tight-wad.html' title='Tight wad!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TMT8XWUkiQI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xHtKR51pGUw/s72-c/3mo+%26+2yrs+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-38131182205653540</id><published>2010-10-16T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:02:17.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO?? with DAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TLouajNpDxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CO36ICRrDYY/s1600/zoo+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528782526214639378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TLouajNpDxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CO36ICRrDYY/s320/zoo+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I must say I never thought this day would come that Austin would go to the zoo with us!! But guess what he did :) It really helped that he's been out of work for the last two months cause he had back surgery and was bored out of his mind. We planned it during the week so we could avoid the crowds man &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didwe&lt;/span&gt; screw up, I guess it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UEA&lt;/span&gt; week in Utah which means don't go to Utah period. It was so packed but we still got to see everything. We have just loved having Austin home for the last two months. I thought he would drive me to drink, but really I don't want him to go back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;. It 's been nice to have my "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hunny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;do's&lt;/span&gt;" DONE. Now it's hunting season so I wont be seeing him after work either. My boys are all growing up and I really need to get Trace's 2yr pics done and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayne's&lt;/span&gt; 3mo pictures done so hopefully soon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be posting them. I was just going to take them to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; pennies,but that is so old fashioned now, who does a good job and is cheap?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TLor-M0lj1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XCZfin0HNVs/s1600/zoo+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528779840144379730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TLor-M0lj1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XCZfin0HNVs/s320/zoo+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-38131182205653540?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/38131182205653540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=38131182205653540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/38131182205653540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/38131182205653540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/10/zoo-with-dad.html' title='ZOO?? with DAD'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TLouajNpDxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CO36ICRrDYY/s72-c/zoo+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3593735997948126238</id><published>2010-08-13T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:41:43.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A piece of our summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXS25qBqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IthxV1TSEQk/s1600/redfish10+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504902101016905378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXS25qBqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IthxV1TSEQk/s320/redfish10+091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hobie Cat sailing at Twin Lakes. Austin Took his Dad and the wind was so strong it blew the boat over twice. =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXSjgScHI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0fU9OhqbOY8/s1600/redfish10+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504902095810228338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXSjgScHI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0fU9OhqbOY8/s320/redfish10+085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you haven't done this put it on your list. tubing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;portneuf&lt;/span&gt; river up at Lava hot springs!  Super fun!!  We even took Trace and he wanted to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXSCGAPCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/S_WM3ygyoZ0/s1600/redfish10+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504902086841613346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXSCGAPCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/S_WM3ygyoZ0/s320/redfish10+154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin took this post card photograph up at Little R&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;edfish&lt;/span&gt; Lake wear my mom and dad are camp hosting.  They have been having multiple bears in the area up there.  We just camped up there in  TENT for five days.  Austin was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adimat&lt;/span&gt; that I sleep in the tent with him?  So I did and everything turned out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, except for my loss of sleep :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXRtZxJrI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hUoJ7iloJlI/s1600/redfish10+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504902081287366322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXRtZxJrI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hUoJ7iloJlI/s320/redfish10+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin has been doing a lot of fishing this summer.  I'm glad he has got to go  because Sept 1st he is having Back surgery and will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; up for six weeks :/  I am excited to have my man back without pain. I know he'll be a happier person. Also thankful for the food storage we've put up, we'll be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;needin&lt;/span&gt; it while he's out of work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Family update** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carson is starting kindergarten in one week taking him school shopping today. I think I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; excited than he is :) He got Mrs. Wallace which I haven't heard too much good about but were gonna give her a try.  Trace has entered in the school of HARD KNOCKS.  He has had so many injuries lately.  Stepped in a natural hot spring and burned/boiled his foot,  Fell down and got a huge fat/split lip, now he has the hugest and deepest sliver in his heel I don't know what I'm going to do about that it's just to deep :/  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayne&lt;/span&gt; is getting to look like a little person instead of a wrinkled, red, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zitty&lt;/span&gt; newborn.  Still has his days and nights a little mixed up, but were working that out.  I just love the infant stage where they can't talk back or throw fits, then they grow up.  We have been so blessed in our lives to have these beautiful, healthy children,  to live in this great place, that Austin has a job to provide the things we need, and great family and friends around us.  So Grateful for our Savior and his Gospel that we have to guide and direct us in this life.  I love life and it can only get better from here right!  :} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3593735997948126238?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3593735997948126238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3593735997948126238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3593735997948126238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3593735997948126238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/08/piece-of-our-summer.html' title='A piece of our summer'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TGVXS25qBqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IthxV1TSEQk/s72-c/redfish10+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7263770198027398455</id><published>2010-07-15T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:18:27.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TD_pZEJlFkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fuA9lm8er3o/s1600/Dayne+Brackin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494366687235216962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TD_pZEJlFkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fuA9lm8er3o/s320/Dayne+Brackin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been a slacker at getting this post up but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; good reason.  HE! Is finally here after being five days late he was 7lbs 9 oz  and length was 21.5 in the exact same size as Carson.  I really though I was Pregnant with a Girl this time, because of how emotional I was while pregnant.  THREE Boys what am I going to do when they are all teenagers and eat like horses!  I will try one more time for my little Girl but that is all! We named him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brackin&lt;/span&gt; and Carson keeps asking me if we can change his name &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he can't remember it :) He is one week old and is a really good baby.  I will take more pictures and post  them later.&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/5212008485482137455-7263770198027398455?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7263770198027398455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7263770198027398455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7263770198027398455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7263770198027398455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/07/hes-here.html' title='HE&apos;S here'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/TD_pZEJlFkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fuA9lm8er3o/s72-c/Dayne+Brackin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5906322323109941955</id><published>2010-07-04T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T17:34:58.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OVERDUE!</title><content type='html'>I feel this is blog worthy!  I am going stir crazy all I can think about every second and every little movement or pain is THE BABY'S coming..........no.  I am now counting the days that I am overdue!  I have a doctors app on the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and at that point I have to know if I want to be induced or be tested to see if the placenta and baby are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  I am hopping I don't make it that long, but if I do I think I will opt for testing???  I don't know!  I've never heard good things about being induced but I know people do it ALL THE TIME!  Then if testing comes back good he will let me go to 42 weeks then I have to be induced.  At least we know this baby will be here by July 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, But please let it be before then.  Austin is going nuts cause he wants to plan all these weekend trips but it's all pending baby day!  We want to go to Bear Lake tomorrow since he has work off for the fourth, but who knows. In the mean time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been getting multiple calls from people "no baby yet?" and I know they are just concerned, but it's already driving me crazy enough. So thanks to those of you that just check on me weekly, instead of 3&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;X's&lt;/span&gt; a day :)  To top everything off I think Trace wants to potty train he wont keep his diaper on and wants to sit on the potty all the time.  In times like this I always like to refer to words of wisdom from a great friend "This To Shall Pass."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-5906322323109941955?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5906322323109941955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5906322323109941955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5906322323109941955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5906322323109941955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/07/overdue.html' title='OVERDUE!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1910776420270901525</id><published>2010-05-16T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:48:59.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgC1ZkzeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vk20ZhuD3TY/s1600/DSCN1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472049517809683938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgC1ZkzeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vk20ZhuD3TY/s320/DSCN1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgCaDQtyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_vmQcNT7LlY/s1600/DSCN1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472049510468335394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgCaDQtyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_vmQcNT7LlY/s320/DSCN1236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgB6tjI8I/AAAAAAAAAXM/e1QEIFfDnXU/s1600/DSCN1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472049502055769026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgB6tjI8I/AAAAAAAAAXM/e1QEIFfDnXU/s320/DSCN1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgBbihcII/AAAAAAAAAXE/azs4GpRSgFc/s1600/DSCN1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472049493688021122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgBbihcII/AAAAAAAAAXE/azs4GpRSgFc/s320/DSCN1145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided it was a good time to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boy's&lt;/span&gt; pictures taken since Trace is 18 months and Carson just turned six and soon I will be busy with a baby! Trace was less than good for his photo shoot and Carson was the biggest poser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; ever seen. They are cute aren't they! &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/5212008485482137455-1910776420270901525?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1910776420270901525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1910776420270901525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1910776420270901525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1910776420270901525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/05/boy-pics.html' title='Boy pics'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S_CgC1ZkzeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vk20ZhuD3TY/s72-c/DSCN1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2949263072135222155</id><published>2010-04-27T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:30:04.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about relief</title><content type='html'>After almost ten years of not having any kind of medical dental or vision insurance we are FINALLY covered!  What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt; it is to know if something happened there would be a cap to all the cost.  We planned to just pay for this baby like we paid for our boys Cash out the door and pray for no complications for mom or baby. Because............ the insurance offered at the time through Austins' work had bad coverage and high premiums and deductibles.  Well they just changed ins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;companies&lt;/span&gt; and this company has better coverage, lower premiums and deductibles and best of all!!!!!!   WILL pay for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;existing&lt;/span&gt; condition being pregnant!!  WHAT !  I am so happy and relieved.  I feel like a normal person now  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2949263072135222155?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2949263072135222155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2949263072135222155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2949263072135222155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2949263072135222155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/04/talk-about-relief.html' title='Talk about relief'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7843634005187446857</id><published>2010-04-12T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:50:17.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and Carson turns 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT32u4N1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/QRH4aaOvXC0/s1600/easter+2010+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299392353220434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT32u4N1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/QRH4aaOvXC0/s320/easter+2010+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see grandma hid plenty of eggs for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT3Qagr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/6KMdEkD1bCs/s1600/easter+2010+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299382067245010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT3Qagr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/6KMdEkD1bCs/s320/easter+2010+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trace caught on to the game real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT23Hu0bI/AAAAAAAAAWs/2nmD80q14uM/s1600/easter+2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299375277593010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT23Hu0bI/AAAAAAAAAWs/2nmD80q14uM/s320/easter+2010+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grandmom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brackin&lt;/span&gt; made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; a bunny cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT10QWx1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/F-uXTu55VAo/s1600/easter+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299357328590674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT10QWx1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/F-uXTu55VAo/s320/easter+2010+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson's Cousins got to come up for his birthday from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; fork and his Aunt from Boise he felt so special they came for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT1Ere3wI/AAAAAAAAAWc/CfH-KezODiw/s1600/easter+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299344557465346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT1Ere3wI/AAAAAAAAAWc/CfH-KezODiw/s320/easter+2010+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Carson has been wanting a Nintendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; for a couple of years now, so I finally got Austin to give in and let him get one if Carson would pay for half.  He took fifty dollars of his cruise money and set it aside for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;.  he was so happy, I thought I would have trouble keeping him off of it,but it hasn't been bad at all.  He is such a good kid and we love having him in our family he's going to make a good oldest sibling. He is going to kindergarten this fall and he and myself cannot wait!  Carson not only got to share his birthday with  his aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cona&lt;/span&gt; it was also Easter.  We had a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; slash combined birthday party at my mom's house. All kids were there(We should have got a picture) which was Great being It was really kind of sad for me realizing that would be the last family party at that house because they have it for sale so they can live in their RV and travel for their retirement.  I know the memories are where you are it's just that is where six kids grew up and now some stranger is probably going to live there.  The circle of life goes on I guess and us sibling make our homes the places where memories are made.  Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; update Trace is starting to say words like thank you, mom!, Dad, don't,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;,  no, and eat.  He's a big eater and is keeping me on my feet all day.  I only have 80 days left until the new babe is here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling well and looking large.  Trying to  keep going to the gym as long as I can, seems to be helping have only gained 8lbs, but I wasn't beautifully thin to begin with.  Have to do the glucose test this week. YUCK!  Not real great at updating the blog so next time just might be new baby pics!&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/5212008485482137455-7843634005187446857?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7843634005187446857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7843634005187446857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7843634005187446857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7843634005187446857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-and-carson-turns-6.html' title='Easter and Carson turns 6'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S8NT32u4N1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/QRH4aaOvXC0/s72-c/easter+2010+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7131484315493359044</id><published>2010-03-23T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:56:34.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN FUN FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHX_-FppI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Y5FiZJcrq_M/s1600-h/P3180102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452037670287287954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHX_-FppI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Y5FiZJcrq_M/s320/P3180102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These little friends would greet you everynight before bed. Towel animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHXUbytPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tKyUGW6k_qQ/s1600-h/P3160067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452037658600715506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHXUbytPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tKyUGW6k_qQ/s320/P3160067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin like photographing our dinner everynight. This night he couldn't decide on one so he ordered both and ate both! Prime rib and lobster  Yes it's bloody SICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHWlAIyVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3l_DJrCHBtA/s1600-h/P3140029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452037645868255570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHWlAIyVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3l_DJrCHBtA/s320/P3140029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny sea lion and seal show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHWFxcWpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qoZJhJqUCc4/s1600-h/P3140014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452037637485124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHWFxcWpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qoZJhJqUCc4/s320/P3140014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waitin for SHAMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHVUrcPTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/SzJiLXIaMsk/s1600-h/P3140006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452037624306613554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHVUrcPTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/SzJiLXIaMsk/s320/P3140006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carsopn liked this cute little boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; fantastic! Started by dropping Trace at Melinda's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; was the best decision we made.  Then off to almost miss our flight out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oakland&lt;/span&gt; then from Oakland to San Diego which that one we did miss. Anyway we made it there. Stayed in the Hampton by Sea World.  Went to sea world the next day which I guess was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;worth the&lt;/span&gt; money (EXPENSIVE) cause Carson is still talking about it.  He loved the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; show and the funny sea lions and the performing cats and dogs.  Not to mentions all the cookies popping out at him at the 4D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Elmo&lt;/span&gt; show.  Then off to board the Carnival Elation.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Let&lt;/span&gt; the eating begin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the first thing we did after getting on and never stopped until we got off it seemed.  Austin and I each gained 4 pounds!  We stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; where we got our own little cabana for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; to hang in all day at the beach.  We all got sunburns just getting done peeling now.  Then to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ensenada&lt;/span&gt; where we walked the little shops and Austin wheeled and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dealed&lt;/span&gt; with the locals on there merchandise.  He loved it as for me hate it!  From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ensenada&lt;/span&gt; we had a rough day and night at sea so Austin and myself were a little sea sick, but nothing to serious.   Carson loved being able to swim whenever he wanted and best of all get ice cream whenever he wanted.  He loved riding the elevator and getting room service while watching cartoons, his forte Chocolate milk, Chocolate cake, And a grilled cheese. I was nervous of something happening with the baby while flying or in MEXICO but were all home safely. This was for sure the best vacation you can do for the money!  Would highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it.  We really couldn't have gone if it weren't for Melinda Taking Trace for us and Valley Implement paying for our airfare and hotel.  HUGE thanks to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7131484315493359044?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7131484315493359044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7131484315493359044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7131484315493359044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7131484315493359044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-fun-fun.html' title='FUN FUN FUN'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S6mHX_-FppI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Y5FiZJcrq_M/s72-c/P3180102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3831469474204156146</id><published>2010-02-23T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:05:32.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am so ready for summer, and am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to get excited for the new baby. Mainly when Trace wont let me cuddle him anymore. I have never wondered more why I live here than this winter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just ready for a long summer full of action and travels. We are going on a **cruise** in a couple of weeks and had I been three days farther along in my pregnancy I would not have been able to go so that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; lucky since it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; pd for and no refunds. I am very excited it will be my first cruise experience and first vacation since I was married in Hawaii. We are taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; and leaving Trace with Austin's sister in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; fork who changed her work schedule so he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; stay with her she is so great!&lt;br /&gt;Since we are not having an ultrasound I took one of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://intelligender.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;intelligender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tests to see what were having...............GIRL!!! Was the result they aren't 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;accurate&lt;/span&gt; but what have I got to lose when I had a 100% wrong ultrasound with Carson so ???? I guess we'll see. DON'T TELL AUSTIN he wants to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; he generally doesn't read the blog so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; keep my fingers crossed. Some things I think I want to purchase or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Acquire&lt;/span&gt; for this baby is a changing table, dresser, and possibly a high chair? We've just always done without what we don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; need. I've never had these things with my two boys and think they would make it much easier than sitting on the floor to change bums. I will be changing PLENTY!&lt;br /&gt;We just signed Carson up for wrestling he is so excited he's been asking all winter "When Wrestling?" They have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of tournaments and practices but he needs something to do since he didn't start school he's driving me nutty. Austin is moving his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; into the garage so they are coming to insulate today so he doesn't have to freeze. We are praying that will stay consistent or get better :) Thats all for now stay tuned for next post of warm weather and fun!! Bon Voyage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3831469474204156146?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3831469474204156146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3831469474204156146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3831469474204156146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3831469474204156146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-few-things.html' title='Just a few things'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8509941285165126979</id><published>2010-01-18T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:34:22.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby news'/><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Baby update!  Went to the doc today and he said he could not be happier with my progress. (Which if you know Dr.B he doesn't ever say those kinda things) He said my weight :( is good my size is good, the babies heartbeat was normal and my blood pressure is perfect. That it's time for an ultrasound if I would like one.  With Trace we had no insurance so we opted not to pay for one unless the doc thought I needed one, so with this one we planned to have insurance but with it happening quicker than expected no insurance so we will not be having an ultrasound. That is unless my other mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilyn&lt;/span&gt; gets me another FREE one like she did with Trace! No pressure though :) Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8509941285165126979?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8509941285165126979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8509941285165126979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8509941285165126979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8509941285165126979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2355260305777364297</id><published>2010-01-05T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:25:00.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatta Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N04AvnxQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2zcZLfmGnDM/s1600-h/P1010283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306881905444098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N04AvnxQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2zcZLfmGnDM/s320/P1010283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the Elk at Hardware ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N03hVU5oI/AAAAAAAAAVk/H5_yn0Ia7zI/s1600-h/P1010288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306873473656450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N03hVU5oI/AAAAAAAAAVk/H5_yn0Ia7zI/s320/P1010288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the evening of New years Day We went to the Hardware Ranch And went on the Horse drawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carriage&lt;/span&gt; ride through the elk that come down in the winter to eat.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; planned this event but was to late to go on the ride. We met up for dinner afterwards.  Check out the cool snowflake by my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N03McorkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YdK3egkKOpU/s1600-h/P1020298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306867867168322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N03McorkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YdK3egkKOpU/s320/P1020298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N02lrbjII/AAAAAAAAAVU/WVuHNbIcmrk/s1600-h/P1020297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306857460239490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N02lrbjII/AAAAAAAAAVU/WVuHNbIcmrk/s320/P1020297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin went ice fishing new years day, while gone he received a call from Carson saying he wanted to build a snow fort when he got home. Austin said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; and about five hours after he got home this is what was in the back yard. Of course Carson only helped for about the first hour then began sleigh riding, eating snow and just watching. Last year Carson asked me the same thing and I only made it about half the size of this one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; why DAD'S are so Important!&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/5212008485482137455-2355260305777364297?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2355260305777364297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2355260305777364297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2355260305777364297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2355260305777364297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatta-dad.html' title='Whatta Dad!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/S0N04AvnxQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2zcZLfmGnDM/s72-c/P1010283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-353859247765037810</id><published>2009-12-23T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:05:49.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><title type='text'>Surprise!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the second time in my life that I have felt like I am really not in control. We are expecting child #3 at a huge surprise for us since Trace is only 14 months and I was trying to prevent this from happening. When I think of the reality of two children under two in diapers constantly needing my attention..... I get a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and wonder if I can do this? The other part of me says God would not have sent me this blessing if I could not handle it. Being that I was trying to prevent this from happening and it happened anyway... must mean that it is meant to be. For all of you reading this come July first you may not see me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;approximately&lt;/span&gt; 2-4 years unless you come to my house to see me. I just can't imagine going out with three children and only two arms. Carson will go to school next fall so that will help with my outings. Carson says in his prayers every night that I am having two girls so I hope that he is right with the girl part...the two part??? would be nice in about eight years but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; difficult for the next four. We will be happy with a healthy baby and mother.&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/5212008485482137455-353859247765037810?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/353859247765037810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=353859247765037810' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/353859247765037810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/353859247765037810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3489387488507994691</id><published>2009-11-05T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:04:13.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy fall ya&apos;ll'/><title type='text'>Halloween TIme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SvL2MPYrozI/AAAAAAAAAVM/KS_G9K0LovA/s1600-h/thriller+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are most the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;posing&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; pic at Ste&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ph's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; night. Carson is Darth Vader and Trace is A little Devil how fitting. Could not get Carson to trick or treat this year he just wanted to open the door for trick or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; we don't need the candy on my butt or on the kids teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SvL2Liuc57I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_E8InzFJG6E/s1600-h/thriller+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400649581331277746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SvL2Liuc57I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_E8InzFJG6E/s320/thriller+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3489387488507994691?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3489387488507994691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3489387488507994691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3489387488507994691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3489387488507994691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-time.html' title='Halloween TIme'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SvL2Liuc57I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_E8InzFJG6E/s72-c/thriller+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5746764221530498076</id><published>2009-10-19T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:43:42.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's growin up ;(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N5_KYTiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gZpztjxHuBI/s1600-h/PA190081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394553587262574114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N5_KYTiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gZpztjxHuBI/s320/PA190081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N49YiziI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pDGcl988aRQ/s1600-h/PA190087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394553569605242402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N49YiziI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pDGcl988aRQ/s320/PA190087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All my presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N3xclwuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9MoeoWb0ZSw/s1600-h/PA190092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394553549221118690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N3xclwuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9MoeoWb0ZSw/s320/PA190092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy cake!&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/5212008485482137455-5746764221530498076?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5746764221530498076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5746764221530498076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5746764221530498076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5746764221530498076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-babys-growin-up.html' title='My baby&apos;s growin up ;('/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/St1N5_KYTiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gZpztjxHuBI/s72-c/PA190081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2727150679624258462</id><published>2009-10-19T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:44:33.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trace one'/><title type='text'>My Baby Turns One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1c6119f80c8bf62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1c6119f80c8bf62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331748445%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38BF95A05D905DC01022F490367E51BA8EBD72E.1162AC7074D2A34E161958CCBD568654E9A9A1CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1c6119f80c8bf62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4ScitaRZHkHpuRgflYfCEisYOz0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1c6119f80c8bf62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331748445%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38BF95A05D905DC01022F490367E51BA8EBD72E.1162AC7074D2A34E161958CCBD568654E9A9A1CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1c6119f80c8bf62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4ScitaRZHkHpuRgflYfCEisYOz0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trace Turned One today! I felt like it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carson's&lt;/span&gt; birthday though because he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buggin&lt;/span&gt; me all day to open the presents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pleeeeaase&lt;/span&gt;! I just want to play with one mom. I had to keep telling him it's not your birthday it's Trace's. Then l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ater&lt;/span&gt; Trace went to bed Carson played with his toys as much as he could. So it's been a fun day we didn't have a big party or anything cause he's only one and I am sure he will have many many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;party's&lt;/span&gt; when he gets older so we'll skip that while we can :) I have been so blessed to have older brothers that have had children before me so I get all the hand-me-downs, so there was nothing Trace really needed so I had to get him something so he got some new toys! We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed to have him in our family he has taught all of us much patients :} Happy Birthday Trace We love ya! Hope you liked the blowing out of the candle and eating the cake video it took forever to upload!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2727150679624258462?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2727150679624258462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2727150679624258462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2727150679624258462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2727150679624258462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-baby-turns-one.html' title='My Baby Turns One!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6010830036121121238</id><published>2009-10-14T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:16:27.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratefull'/><title type='text'>Bear With....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WARNING!!! Cheesy material below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have been looking all over the house for my journal and it's nowhere to be found. I just keep feeling like I need to write down some things that I have been thinking about latley. I'm not sure why but I have just been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY lately! I will need this post to refer to when I am feelling down. So here it goes. I watch Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phil&lt;/span&gt;, Oprah, News, and Glenn Beck, and on these programs you see a lot of families fighting, couples divorcing, and bad cruel things happening in this world and country. It's not just tv either I hear to often of families fueding or mom and dad divorcing in our little town of Preston. I am so happy to know that I love my brothers, sisters, and parents and that they love me. I would do anything for them and I know they would do anything for me. Which wouldn't have happened if we did not have parents that brought us up right! I am greatly in debt to my mom and dad for all that they have sacrificed for me. I feel this debt grow deeper as my children grow older and I realize the HARD work involved with raising a family. I once heard that you pick your parents before you are born? I made the right choice. For had my parents been super "religious" I would not be with my husband today. We started "dating" in the 8t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; grade and have never been separated since. Austin is another contributing factor to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happenis&lt;/span&gt;. (ha ha inside joke) I was raised by my mother and so I always wanted the same for my children. Now it's a reality, I am living what I always wanted too! Like I said I'm just happy lately and I just needed to give credit where credit was due, and that is to my husband, parents, family, and extended family, I just love them all so much and am so lucky to have so many fantastic people around me! I really could go on forever, but I'l hold the extra cheese :) &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/5212008485482137455-6010830036121121238?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6010830036121121238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6010830036121121238' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6010830036121121238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6010830036121121238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/10/bear-with.html' title='Bear With....'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3759147191338128423</id><published>2009-10-13T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:12:00.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrjj4XDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Lvlm-hwp9Zw/s1600-h/thriller+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392334387517262882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrjj4XDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Lvlm-hwp9Zw/s320/thriller+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrjJgne6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/JEwf_eSs0_o/s1600-h/thriller+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392334380438354850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrjJgne6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/JEwf_eSs0_o/s320/thriller+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrig6-mYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/br3uNKAQUB8/s1600-h/thriller+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392334369543068034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrig6-mYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/br3uNKAQUB8/s320/thriller+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Thriller with Sheila, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;, Trista, Kaylyn and Elaine tonight we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun eating at Texas Roadhouse then seeing Thriller. There are some amazing dancers in that show, Makes me wish I could dance like that. The zombies were quite fun they kept us laughing!&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/5212008485482137455-3759147191338128423?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3759147191338128423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3759147191338128423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3759147191338128423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3759147191338128423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/StVrjj4XDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Lvlm-hwp9Zw/s72-c/thriller+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6974540111602072981</id><published>2009-09-24T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:08:24.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow birds'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye :(</title><content type='html'>My Mom and Dad Left for the winter this week and I am feeling lost and alone.  They were camp hosts all summer which I think was good it partially weened me.  They were still only like an hour away and I could still go see them. Now they are like across two states and I can only call, e-mail or drive for two days to see them.  I hope they have a nice retirement, but deep down inside I hope this being gone from the family ALL THE TIME will get old.  (Ya right)  anyway I am just feeling left behind, but I will get over it I'm sure. Hey at least I got to see them for like three hours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; they left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6974540111602072981?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6974540111602072981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6974540111602072981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6974540111602072981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6974540111602072981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye :('/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1154743051234154813</id><published>2009-09-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:04:11.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for sale'/><title type='text'>We are for sale!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what has gotten into us but we are selling everything it seems like. Our house has been for sale for about two years now, but just in the last week Austin has been going throught things and cleaning them up to sell mostly stuff we just don't use and is worth a little cash. To see more pics of our home you can go to forsalebyowner.com and just type in the 83263 zip code and you should be able to find it. We have two homes and are feeling like it's time to get ride of one with the economy the way it is. We have never lived "in Town" so that being where our other house is thats why we want to sell the one in Riverdale. 279,000.00 is what it appraised for so thats what were asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P9T_csYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cB2oc3W3Djs/s1600-h/P8250148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381748731976397186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P9T_csYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cB2oc3W3Djs/s320/P8250148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is or cute little teardrop camper that Austin built in like... 2004?? It has been the best little thing for camping until Trace. We just don't fit anymore. It has lights in the cabin and kitchen a ceiling vent and a bunk inside for one child under four feet and then can sleep two small adult inside. We have priced these on the internet and there are rediculously expensive for how small they are I think. We have seen them from 5,000 to 14,000. We have ours priced at 3,750.00. We can't go camping anywhere without someone saying "where'd you get that camper?" Then when Austin says "I made it" they are just dumbfounded. We are sad to sell our cute little camper but we need something bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P8xsVEdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wOdCd5SU3TY/s1600-h/P9090010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381748722769400274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P8xsVEdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wOdCd5SU3TY/s320/P9090010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little kitche area in the back for all your food, and cooler. The sink really works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P8GrPBNI/AAAAAAAAATs/KZy5TWHY5iA/s1600-h/P9090003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381748711222084818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P8GrPBNI/AAAAAAAAATs/KZy5TWHY5iA/s320/P9090003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this Little motorcycle has been fun, but Earlyer this summer Austin got a four wheeler so now we don't use this little guy. We can all fit on the four wheeler but not this. It's a Hondo CT90. It's fun to take camping if you go where they don't allow four wheels. You'll have to call Austin 852-6227 to see what he wants for this he has it on Ksl but i'm not sure of the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P7sEYx2I/AAAAAAAAATk/BSGWynFdIyY/s1600-h/P8290159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381748704079824738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P7sEYx2I/AAAAAAAAATk/BSGWynFdIyY/s320/P8290159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a shot gun that Austin also got from doing a tile job and has never used so he wants to sell it. It's a gorgeous gun from turkey and i think he has it on for $450?? again call him for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P7LKA1mI/AAAAAAAAATc/elfvyTr1GBE/s1600-h/P8290158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381748695245051490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P7LKA1mI/AAAAAAAAATc/elfvyTr1GBE/s320/P8290158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know he has some other thing in the works that he wants to sell. A Mini Lathe is one I know of, but will update as it comes availabe. Just if your wondering we are doing fine, we are just feeling overwhelmed with stuff. &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/5212008485482137455-1154743051234154813?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1154743051234154813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1154743051234154813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1154743051234154813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1154743051234154813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-for-sale.html' title='We are for sale!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sq_P9T_csYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cB2oc3W3Djs/s72-c/P8250148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1213567162926689211</id><published>2009-08-17T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:16:19.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson and Yellowstone'/><title type='text'>~~~Weekend Getaway~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SottBLt2tXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bLq_CrxBjk0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371506847661864306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SottBLt2tXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bLq_CrxBjk0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the cute little cabin we all stayed in. We were glad we didn't camp in got in the 30's at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SottAuo5UXI/AAAAAAAAASs/OQeqgdvUT7I/s1600-h/august09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371506839856435570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SottAuo5UXI/AAAAAAAAASs/OQeqgdvUT7I/s320/august09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to find the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tetons&lt;/span&gt; through the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots_5rst1I/AAAAAAAAASk/6dv_ZfsM9c4/s1600-h/august09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371506825641113426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots_5rst1I/AAAAAAAAASk/6dv_ZfsM9c4/s320/august09+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yellowstone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots_UjnlKI/AAAAAAAAASc/fuFCWA6H8aA/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371506815675110562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots_UjnlKI/AAAAAAAAASc/fuFCWA6H8aA/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All wet suited up to float the snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots-yJC9-I/AAAAAAAAASU/k3JRzbR7PlE/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371506806436853730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sots-yJC9-I/AAAAAAAAASU/k3JRzbR7PlE/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All summer we have been wanting to go and float the snake river, so we finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; it this weekend. We invited Austin's brothers family and they had been wanting to go to Yellowstone so we hit them both in one weekend. We had a once in a lifetime experience thanks to my mother. She found out that we were going and they had been wanting to go to Jackson hole just for fun! So it was all just perfect Timing which never happens to us. So the once in a lifetime experience was rafting the river WITH Clint and Leslie and NO KIDS! Thanks Mom for taking them It was a great trip!  So on to Yellowstone we go and I hadn't been in probably four years and I always forget how beautiful it is there, you could honestly spend a week seeing everything we just drove in the south entrance out the west. We did go about and hour out of the way to see Mammoth hot spring and it was well worth it they were amazing. Then on our way home we went through Island Park so we went over and saw the Mesa falls. We got home a little late but the memories will last forever. &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/5212008485482137455-1213567162926689211?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1213567162926689211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1213567162926689211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1213567162926689211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1213567162926689211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-getaway.html' title='~~~Weekend Getaway~~~'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SottBLt2tXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bLq_CrxBjk0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2692344926665916206</id><published>2009-07-30T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:15:39.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OWWWW'/><title type='text'>Carson the wreslter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SnG4EOJeWKI/AAAAAAAAASM/KT5jtFac_U0/s1600-h/July+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364271013831792802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SnG4EOJeWKI/AAAAAAAAASM/KT5jtFac_U0/s320/July+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SnG4DzGtElI/AAAAAAAAASE/uz-kOFbgPj8/s1600-h/July+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364271006572417618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SnG4DzGtElI/AAAAAAAAASE/uz-kOFbgPj8/s320/July+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I caught this face by accident but i LOVED it! Carson had a ball wrestling, the coaches were great they made him feel like he was there absolute favorite, and best of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;power aide&lt;/span&gt;!  Thanks to the coaches for putting such a great camp together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2692344926665916206?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2692344926665916206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2692344926665916206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2692344926665916206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2692344926665916206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/07/carson-wreslter.html' title='Carson the wreslter'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SnG4EOJeWKI/AAAAAAAAASM/KT5jtFac_U0/s72-c/July+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7753731901861988228</id><published>2009-07-18T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:38:25.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuckerd out'/><title type='text'>Just cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_GXhPKzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qbrKT83BwK4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359915885149498162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_GXhPKzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qbrKT83BwK4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trace likes to open his mouth for anything that gets near it. Just a taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_GGrMGMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_hBUcnoWMr4/s1600-h/trace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359915880627837122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_GGrMGMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_hBUcnoWMr4/s320/trace2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_F5p_djI/AAAAAAAAARs/vXZdAeq0p0g/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359915877133153842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_F5p_djI/AAAAAAAAARs/vXZdAeq0p0g/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to post these adorable pictures of Trace with his Daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;layin&lt;/span&gt; on the grass that Hannah snapped.  Austin was pooped after a fierce game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;badmitted&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;croquet&lt;/span&gt; in the back yard. Were getting excited for some fun events coming up...My family camp trip is over the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July for five days, then it's rodeo weekend and Carson is riding a sheep on Saturday night, then Carson is going to play soccer this fall he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; excited. So I will post the good times stay tuned!&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/5212008485482137455-7753731901861988228?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7753731901861988228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7753731901861988228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7753731901861988228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7753731901861988228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-cute.html' title='Just cute!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SmI_GXhPKzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qbrKT83BwK4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2489703688056528019</id><published>2009-07-10T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:49:10.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowabunga bay'/><title type='text'>What we've been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3xaSKiI/AAAAAAAAARk/pu04iyA8SA0/s1600-h/July09+(42).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357041511006612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3xaSKiI/AAAAAAAAARk/pu04iyA8SA0/s320/July09+(42).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the fourth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; we went to My mom campground that she is camp hosting at and it's right by Bear Lake, and this is one of the entries in a sandcastle building contest. Really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3ivk-JI/AAAAAAAAARc/I0TOR6kcdsU/s1600-h/July09+(48).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357041507069393042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3ivk-JI/AAAAAAAAARc/I0TOR6kcdsU/s320/July09+(48).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way home we went hiking up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bloomington&lt;/span&gt; lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3KDIYnI/AAAAAAAAARU/-V0el15NJ7E/s1600-h/IMG_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357041500440519282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3KDIYnI/AAAAAAAAARU/-V0el15NJ7E/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson has been taking swimming lessons at R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iverdale&lt;/span&gt; resort and was swimming the second day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI20lxBaI/AAAAAAAAARM/LE8qE-kPBiY/s1600-h/July09+(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357041494680208802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI20lxBaI/AAAAAAAAARM/LE8qE-kPBiY/s320/July09+(22).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trace did not like the sand at bear lake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Also have been going swimming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; we went to Lava and that was really fun great area were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; could touch so I didn't have to worry about him. Kid friendly slides and best of all Wedgie slides.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cowabunga&lt;/span&gt; bay was our latest adventure it's in Draper and It is awesome don't go there if you don;t want to get wet cause there is no getting around it. It has like 10 or so slides for tiny kids up to grown up kids. They were all really fun. Thanks for going with me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kambree&lt;/span&gt;. Carson was to much of a chicken should have sent him with Alyssa :)  Got a nice sunburn while there so now I have a serious tan line.  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; for the invite it was great fun and thanks Hannah for taking my baby Trace all day so I could go.  See Steph's blog for pics I forgot the camera. &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/5212008485482137455-2489703688056528019?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2489703688056528019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2489703688056528019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2489703688056528019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2489703688056528019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SlgI3xaSKiI/AAAAAAAAARk/pu04iyA8SA0/s72-c/July09+(42).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5200252405499120886</id><published>2009-06-15T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:19:57.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four wheelin up franklin basin'/><title type='text'>Four Wheelin... in the rain</title><content type='html'>It was a beautiful day until we get up the canyon to go on a four wheeler ride and then the sky turn black and it starts to rain. We didn't let it stop us though, we were prepared with wet gear so we still had a great time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaARNeqAPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ewqdXajs0rM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602640713416946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaARNeqAPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ewqdXajs0rM/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got stuck in some snow so we had to get off and push. Well Carson decided to get off as they were pushing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;four wheeler&lt;/span&gt; and got pulled under the tire luckily he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; and just got a little strawberry on his bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQzLc19I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ThMBhESnFRI/s1600-h/June09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602633653540818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQzLc19I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ThMBhESnFRI/s320/June09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When it started hailing we pulled over under some trees and Austin built a fire so we could stay dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQRbTN1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Lw7gBTZMiok/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602624593213266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQRbTN1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Lw7gBTZMiok/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At willow flats in the river. Carson loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQU8M2MI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6nhlj3_p3zQ/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602625536514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQU8M2MI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6nhlj3_p3zQ/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah was messing with the settings on her camera so I was posing for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQMWHWMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rNEykq42MAU/s1600-h/June09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602623229286594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaAQMWHWMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rNEykq42MAU/s320/June09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw twin baby moose.&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/5212008485482137455-5200252405499120886?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5200252405499120886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5200252405499120886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5200252405499120886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5200252405499120886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-wheelin-in-rain.html' title='Four Wheelin... in the rain'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjaARNeqAPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ewqdXajs0rM/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4740671541613814029</id><published>2009-06-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:17:17.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy carson'/><title type='text'>Narcolepsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFIrfUtOaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zCa4zL3gWlE/s1600-h/June09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346134144645413282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFIrfUtOaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zCa4zL3gWlE/s320/June09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFIrGFjLtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iQORgb6IBKw/s1600-h/June09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346134137870954194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFIrGFjLtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iQORgb6IBKw/s320/June09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to wonder about Carson?? When he was one we could not find him anywhere, after further, deeper searching I found him sound asleep curled up in a ball under our computer desk. Then I'm just going about my day thinking Carson is being really quiet so I better go see what he is doing, there he is again curled up on the fourth stair sleeping. Around maybe 2 or 3 I'm feeding him in his high chair then I go to get him out and he's sleeping with his head resting on the table. Maybe a year later once again Carson is being really quiet and  hes sleeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the top of the three stools at the bar in the kitchen, arms dangling down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;droolin&lt;/span&gt;. Then this last time was just last week he was with dad machining at work and Austin said he was playing in the cabinet and next thing he knew he was silent, well that is why he fell fast asleep on tools and metal. I read up about narcolepsy and I think the little guy just plays so hard when he's tired it doesn't matter where he sleeps. Narcolepsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;symptoms&lt;/span&gt; are randomly sleeping in the middle of the day, and his sleep episodes are in the evening.  I think we'll be ok.&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/5212008485482137455-4740671541613814029?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4740671541613814029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4740671541613814029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4740671541613814029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4740671541613814029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/narcolepsy.html' title='Narcolepsy'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFIrfUtOaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zCa4zL3gWlE/s72-c/June09+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4499345991693050426</id><published>2009-06-11T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:47:00.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Poky pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAa1W6s6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/X6M0F-li_VY/s1600-h/June09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346125062409466786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAa1W6s6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/X6M0F-li_VY/s320/June09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAaj4ef7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/388Gu43vnm0/s1600-h/June09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346125057718386610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAaj4ef7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/388Gu43vnm0/s320/June09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have really been enjoying this new camera look at these great action photos it takes. Thanks Kalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAaHGJ49I/AAAAAAAAAO0/h_XGSNLZArE/s1600-h/June09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346125049991128018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAaHGJ49I/AAAAAAAAAO0/h_XGSNLZArE/s320/June09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAZ5VsvhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FB56aAZZXZQ/s1600-h/June09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346125046298230290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAZ5VsvhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FB56aAZZXZQ/s320/June09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved this kiddie pool that went from o -1ft deep with a water playground in the middle. I think that I like this place even more than the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Logan&lt;/span&gt; pool. It has a lazy river with gaming pool in the middle of the river it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAZVdgO-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/dEJL_PgkMJc/s1600-h/June09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346125036667288546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAZVdgO-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/dEJL_PgkMJc/s320/June09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know how but last week we picked the only sunny day of this entirely long spring to go to the poky pool. We went with Carson's cousins Clay, Lance, Kyle and Aunt Leslie. Our families are getting to big to car pool anymore so I need a Minivan :) So if anyone knows of one for sale for a great deal please let me know. &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/5212008485482137455-4499345991693050426?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4499345991693050426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4499345991693050426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4499345991693050426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4499345991693050426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/poky-pool.html' title='Poky pool'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SjFAa1W6s6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/X6M0F-li_VY/s72-c/June09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4054581180843043842</id><published>2009-06-03T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:41:16.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailing'/><title type='text'>Admit it your Addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidP2rGzpRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/V5oP3dyd3AY/s1600-h/June09+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343327283601188114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidP2rGzpRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/V5oP3dyd3AY/s320/June09+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidMdJj8IPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZQJ0ZT6GOmU/s1600-h/June09+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343323546564960498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidMdJj8IPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZQJ0ZT6GOmU/s320/June09+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin's father got a sailboat last summer and I swear Austin is addicted now. Whenever there is a slight breeze he runs and gets the sailboat to put in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get some pretty good wind for a tilt that put the windows in the water so it was an exciting time. Carson was a little scared though. Look at the boat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;compared&lt;/span&gt; to land that is tilt:) &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/5212008485482137455-4054581180843043842?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4054581180843043842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4054581180843043842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4054581180843043842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4054581180843043842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/admit-it-your-addicted.html' title='Admit it your Addicted'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidP2rGzpRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/V5oP3dyd3AY/s72-c/June09+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1676843254047106628</id><published>2009-06-03T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:14:27.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riverdale resort'/><title type='text'>Swimming at Riverdale</title><content type='html'>Carson got a wild hair and asked me if we could go swimming at that place by our house?  So we called up some cousins to see if they wanted to come with us and we had a good time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jumpin&lt;/span&gt; off the diving board.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;While&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIJG5RopI/AAAAAAAAANs/EAxqNmUohuU/s1600-h/June09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318804205249170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIJG5RopI/AAAAAAAAANs/EAxqNmUohuU/s400/June09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall had to spend all her money so here she is having her lunch.... a push up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidII3YziGI/AAAAAAAAANk/_lr7g_bn_3g/s1600-h/June09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318800042526818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidII3YziGI/AAAAAAAAANk/_lr7g_bn_3g/s400/June09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trace is my water baby he loves to splash, but it's kinda hard to get a picture of him in the water when I have to hold him. I need to get him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;floaty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIIbXTZdI/AAAAAAAAANc/oX_NCkJqxQA/s1600-h/June09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318792520033746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIIbXTZdI/AAAAAAAAANc/oX_NCkJqxQA/s400/June09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson trying to get up the courage to jump off the diving board by jumping off the side of the pool first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIIFRtW-I/AAAAAAAAANU/1Tl2sx9Goqo/s1600-h/June09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318786590989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIIFRtW-I/AAAAAAAAANU/1Tl2sx9Goqo/s400/June09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was cleaner than the last time I went.  It is untreated spring water and they clean it every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and I was there on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; so we'll have to start going on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mondays&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1676843254047106628?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1676843254047106628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1676843254047106628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1676843254047106628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1676843254047106628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/swimming-at-riverdale.html' title='Swimming at Riverdale'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidIJG5RopI/AAAAAAAAANs/EAxqNmUohuU/s72-c/June09+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5443559684854600256</id><published>2009-06-03T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:59:56.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party barge'/><title type='text'>Austin Project</title><content type='html'>Austin comes in the house and tells me that he bought a boat,  after I calm myself and almost kill him he says come look at it it's in the driveway.  This is what I saw......... ya.  Then I'm mad cause I thought he paid money for but he traded his mechanic skills for it.  So I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidEl4-PeTI/AAAAAAAAANM/87bPMDZLDes/s1600-h/June09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343314900637677874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidEl4-PeTI/AAAAAAAAANM/87bPMDZLDes/s400/June09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His plan is to fix it up and have our own part barge boat to go play on or be the floating dock where you get dropped off to rest between the speed boat and the sailboat of his parents.  Should be a fun time.  All in due time.&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/5212008485482137455-5443559684854600256?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5443559684854600256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5443559684854600256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5443559684854600256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5443559684854600256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/06/austin-project.html' title='Austin Project'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SidEl4-PeTI/AAAAAAAAANM/87bPMDZLDes/s72-c/June09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3660406555910068757</id><published>2009-05-15T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:49:39.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sg4ZWfLWPAI/AAAAAAAAANE/IEFuS3PWJO8/s1600-h/may09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336230482597526530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sg4ZWfLWPAI/AAAAAAAAANE/IEFuS3PWJO8/s400/may09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson's Cousins were in town so I asked them to spend the night and they started the day at the park and they had a lot of fun. I think they are all pretty good at that fake smile. Hey at least I can get a fake one I can't even get that out of Austin. Then they wanted to put the sprinkler under the trampoline. Next thing I know they are silent and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; hear them for a long time..... which is never a good thing. In checking on them I find they have found the soot in the fire pit in the back yard and covered themselves in it, trying to look like power rangers. I couldn't get mad they were have the best time ever, and doing a fine job at using their imaginations :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sg4ZAUTH9DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2v5nwPTeFcE/s1600-h/may09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336230101720233010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sg4ZAUTH9DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2v5nwPTeFcE/s400/may09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3660406555910068757?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3660406555910068757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3660406555910068757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3660406555910068757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3660406555910068757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/05/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sg4ZWfLWPAI/AAAAAAAAANE/IEFuS3PWJO8/s72-c/may09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6282259430867658831</id><published>2009-05-12T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:13:40.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool / Playgroup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SgpHZE-pV2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/27hP5qx0Vdg/s1600-h/spring+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335155204732573538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SgpHZE-pV2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/27hP5qx0Vdg/s400/spring+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Fall I was fortunate enough to be invited into a preschool/playgroup.  It has been so fun!  These are the kids that I got to teach and play with every fourth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;.  This last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; was the last day at my house so I sent them on a treasure hunt and they LOVED it.  Now they get to go to Kindergarten and they are ready there so SMART! Myself and Carson will miss them coming over, but everyone must grow up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6282259430867658831?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6282259430867658831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6282259430867658831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6282259430867658831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6282259430867658831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/05/preschool-playgroup.html' title='Preschool / Playgroup'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SgpHZE-pV2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/27hP5qx0Vdg/s72-c/spring+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5831959041625582784</id><published>2009-05-04T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:31:19.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures at the cabin'/><title type='text'>Just Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAvFVTrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7K51idwyRZw/s1600-h/extra+pics+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033273026924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAvFVTrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7K51idwyRZw/s400/extra+pics+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAbX8AxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DQFjRRg8fqg/s1600-h/extra+pics+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033267736249106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAbX8AxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DQFjRRg8fqg/s400/extra+pics+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys have been needing there pictures taken since they both just hit a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;milestone&lt;/span&gt;. Five for Carson and 6months for Trace so I just threw them together for convenience. My Friend Hannah has been wanting to do photography so I let her do the pictures I thought they turned out better than anywhere I could take them and pay for pictures so it's a win win for me and her. The boys were really good. Carson kept wanting to do his fake smile and Trace was trying to eat anything he could grab. Our family photos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been done since Carson was like six months old. Hannah was taking pictures up willow flats and got one of that cute bridge so maybe next time we'll have to go there and do some of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAP2ZxsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ed1CGG7TQ4U/s1600-h/extra+pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033264642803394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAP2ZxsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ed1CGG7TQ4U/s400/extra+pics+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8v_gcf8dI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c_nt9ArI33Q/s1600-h/extra+pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033251917689298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8v_gcf8dI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c_nt9ArI33Q/s400/extra+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin is a great dad when his children are "old enough to tie there shoes" so this is just a great photo of him with Trace (the baby) makes him uptight but he's trying. This one was not part of our photo shoot just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8v_Zm-abI/AAAAAAAAAME/nSpw-sJsFxY/s1600-h/extra+pics+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033250082580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8v_Zm-abI/AAAAAAAAAME/nSpw-sJsFxY/s400/extra+pics+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved this Personality shot we got of Carson. &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/5212008485482137455-5831959041625582784?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5831959041625582784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5831959041625582784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5831959041625582784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5831959041625582784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-practice.html' title='Just Practice'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sf8wAvFVTrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7K51idwyRZw/s72-c/extra+pics+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-4201737171451828880</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:54:49.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sfpva7q5E4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/eKtYlOrwIUs/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330695617431278466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sfpva7q5E4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/eKtYlOrwIUs/s400/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If we could see Carson's face behind the huge ski goggles, he is grinnin ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SfpvaV_Rj8I/AAAAAAAAALs/plZFPCEFeP8/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330695607316221890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SfpvaV_Rj8I/AAAAAAAAALs/plZFPCEFeP8/s400/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson has found a new best friend.  Our friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/span&gt; have been here almost two weeks.  Carson just follows David's every footstep.  He has a homemade motorcycle that he is taking Carson for a ride on. Carson was with me at pizza stop today while I was working and his aunt Sheila came to get him and Carson walked over to David and said "hey Dave is it alright if I go to Sheila's house." We all just looked at each other and started laughing. It's probably pretty new for them to have five year old following them around,  and a baby crying in the night but hey it's good birth control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-4201737171451828880?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/4201737171451828880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=4201737171451828880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4201737171451828880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/4201737171451828880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-best-friend.html' title='New Best Friend'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/Sfpva7q5E4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/eKtYlOrwIUs/s72-c/118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3772596555921929083</id><published>2009-04-17T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:04:23.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SejEltbWxNI/AAAAAAAAALk/zHd9N1072u0/s1600-h/hives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325722711494149330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SejEltbWxNI/AAAAAAAAALk/zHd9N1072u0/s400/hives.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't figure this out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night Carson came to my bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he was scared. So I took him back down to his bed and laid with him until he went to sleep. Hours later he was so wiggly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop moving. Next morning I go to put him in the tub and he is covered in HIVES! I felt horrible that is why he kept moving all night. I gave him some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;benadryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and they would go away for a couple hours and come back. Now it's Friday and his last dose was before bed last night. I'm hoping were done with these nasty things. This is only the third time in his life that he has had them and I am clueless to what causes them. They look a lot worse than they really are, this is the first time he's had them that he is old enough to scratch them so his body looks like he was attacked by a cat. The pic above is the type of hives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3772596555921929083?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3772596555921929083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3772596555921929083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3772596555921929083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3772596555921929083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/04/hives.html' title='Hives'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SejEltbWxNI/AAAAAAAAALk/zHd9N1072u0/s72-c/hives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3554618695745356990</id><published>2009-04-04T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:56:24.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~CHILLY~~</title><content type='html'>So Carson's birthday party turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  I was cold, but I asked Carson if it was to cold for him and he said No it wasn't to cold!  Like that was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; question.  He had lots of friends and family come despite the windy chill.  The kids were running and playing on the park that's probably why they were warm.  My mom helped me fill eggs and we hid about fifty eggs for twelve kids to find.  I don't know what Carson was doing during the hunt but he only came out with three, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; he got all the presents.  Boy did he ever make a haul he always does.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; just a benefit of having large families on both mine and Austin's side.  Austin and I decided to put a sandbox in the back yard for him, but with all the storms he hasn't been able to do it yet. We got him a bucket of sand toys and told him when the weather clears you can use these in your new sandbox!  He was just thrilled with the idea of his very own sandbox!  Thanks to everyone who came.   It's so fun to have such good family and friends near by. Carson is lucky enough to share his birthday with his Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cona&lt;/span&gt;.  Happy Birthday Carson &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cona&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3554618695745356990?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3554618695745356990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3554618695745356990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3554618695745356990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3554618695745356990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/04/chilly.html' title='~~CHILLY~~'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-9166278543790964464</id><published>2009-04-02T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:25:08.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVkuKJQOuI/AAAAAAAAALE/D5mRrcFZxx4/s1600-h/boys+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320269278968036066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVkuKJQOuI/AAAAAAAAALE/D5mRrcFZxx4/s200/boys+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVkdcZn2kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AAiNIXaUfdM/s1600-h/extra+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320268991810755138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVkdcZn2kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AAiNIXaUfdM/s200/extra+pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVcqXLWRDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/irXJDDuLd4M/s1600-h/extra+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320260417653982258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVcqXLWRDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/irXJDDuLd4M/s200/extra+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVcqJu1ZuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1zbwwU47uXQ/s1600-h/extra+pics+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320260414044727010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVcqJu1ZuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1zbwwU47uXQ/s200/extra+pics+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boy is going to be the whole hand on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; five. He is so excited he has been asking me all week. How many more sleeps til my birthday? He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt; out his whole birthday at the park with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg hunt, cake, and presents. Carson has been the greatest joy for us, he is so good. The whole time he was inside me I knew he was a boy and at the ultrasound the doc said "It's a girl" a couple of times after that I would ask her are you sure it's a girl and she would proceed to pull out the ultrasound pictures and show me Carson's ovaries. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Carson&lt;/span&gt; was born with a little extra something the doctor was more surprised than anyone, and I was just thinking now what am I going to do with all these girl clothes. Still today he continues to surprise us with his large vocabulary, and adult like comments. My most favorite comment he made was to my older brother Jeff. If you know Jeff he likes the Denver Broncos, One day he was wearing a Broncos hat and shirt, and he has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt; of the broncos on his calf. Carson must have observed all of these bronco heads and he looked up at Jeff and Said "Jeff why do you like Horse Power so much?" Carson could start school this fall, but I am going to wait another year cause he wants to be the oldest in his class. I also want him to have another year tho catch up in size. GREAT things come in small packages and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my Carson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-9166278543790964464?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/9166278543790964464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=9166278543790964464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9166278543790964464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9166278543790964464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/04/whole-hand.html' title='The Whole Hand'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SdVkuKJQOuI/AAAAAAAAALE/D5mRrcFZxx4/s72-c/boys+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-618600207032778228</id><published>2009-03-24T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:49:07.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera's Broke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So what else can break at this point I thought the flood was the grand finally, but it turns out that it wasn't, that dark rain cloud is still over us. (I love your analogy Hannah) My camera has broke once before and I sent it in to be fixed and now it's broke again, it's only two years old! I can't decide to send it in again or just buy a new one.  So then I go to cook dinner the other night and my oven wont heat up. I think someone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt; to kill me off. I guess there would be no good times if we didn't know what rough times were like.  I will only be blogging with words for a while so bear with.&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/5212008485482137455-618600207032778228?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/618600207032778228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=618600207032778228' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/618600207032778228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/618600207032778228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/03/cameras-broke.html' title='Camera&apos;s Broke'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6252597650357135509</id><published>2009-03-07T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:53:33.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKzEaHriKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TSaS3774uPU/s1600-h/trace4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310503798935619746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKzEaHriKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TSaS3774uPU/s320/trace4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKzD9QJ0bI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WPUEFyofOeU/s1600-h/trace1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310503791186530738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKzD9QJ0bI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WPUEFyofOeU/s320/trace1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKyq81lH9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4Zrv7g6J74U/s1600-h/trace4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKyqqfpOLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wCksWym1uOU/s1600-h/trace1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKyU8EhzGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p1bLvUeeiKk/s1600-h/trace1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKyUZGWWDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/N6Y8f66W8pc/s1600-h/TRACE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310502974027880498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKyUZGWWDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/N6Y8f66W8pc/s400/TRACE2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trace was born 4 and 1/2 months ago and I swear it hasn't been that long, but he weighed in at 15 and 1/4 lbs (40%) and 25 1/2 in (50%) yesterday. He has gained 8 lbs and 5.5 inches since he was born. He started watching me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I ate so tried giving him some rice cereal and he loves it, he also loves pizza crust. I like to call him my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chubbers&lt;/span&gt;. Carson is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; opposite, he is going to be five in a month and weighs 30 lbs. We are so happy to have Trace he is such a great addition to our family. Carson loves him so much he is always concerned for him when he cries and loves to snuggle him first thing in the morning. I've been told since I was little "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; when you were born, and look at you now all grown up" Well when your small all you want to be is big and when your big you wish you could go back to the stress free life when you were small. So now I'm big and am getting to experience my children growing up. Now I know the feeling of all those old people telling me how big I am getting. Well I love being big and getting these wonderful gifts that are sent from above, and hope there are more to come, maybe in pink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6252597650357135509?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6252597650357135509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6252597650357135509' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6252597650357135509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6252597650357135509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SbKzEaHriKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TSaS3774uPU/s72-c/trace4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1138888505608799782</id><published>2009-02-24T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:21:43.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy!!!</title><content type='html'>You know when your older brothers just keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pickin&lt;/span&gt; on you and wont stop even after you say MERCY!  So finally you have to start crying and go to mom to let them know you done and want to be left ALONE.  Well that is what I felt like today after going down in my basement to find it in about and inch of water.  We had this happen to us one other time about five years ago but the basement wasn't finished and there was nothing down there.  So after that time we fixed what was what we thought was the reason it flooded and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; happened again.... until now after its finished.  The problem was all the rain last night melted the snow and then there was a thick layer of ice on the east side of our house that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get much sun and when all the water hit that it had no where to go so it just ran to the house then down the foundation in the side of the window buck and eventually into the basement.  It's all sucked up and drying out now and Austin is getting supplies to make a draining system.  Have you ever heard that saying "When it rains it pours" well I hope this is the end of the storm we've had enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1138888505608799782?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1138888505608799782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1138888505608799782' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1138888505608799782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1138888505608799782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/02/mercy.html' title='Mercy!!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-5813381671476470399</id><published>2009-02-20T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:21:22.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving to Idaho'/><title type='text'>THERE HERE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZ7lCXSSIwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jDUx1dsK9I8/s1600-h/moving+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304929239862223618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZ7lCXSSIwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jDUx1dsK9I8/s320/moving+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Friends David and Hannah are moving to Preston from Oaklahoma city. David got here last night with all of there stuff, then he is going back to get Hannah and bringing her here...... HOME.  We have many fun things planned to do this summer. We hope that they like it here and want to stay. We love them and think they are really great people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-5813381671476470399?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/5813381671476470399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=5813381671476470399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5813381671476470399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/5813381671476470399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-here.html' title='THERE HERE!!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZ7lCXSSIwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jDUx1dsK9I8/s72-c/moving+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8365776556956821274</id><published>2009-02-13T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:58:37.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicki van gogh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZbefEhBoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kLicoIgMCjw/s1600-h/painting+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302526190569981570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZbefEhBoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kLicoIgMCjw/s400/painting+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom and I took a painting class today.  It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; fun.  I had to be talked into taking my first class and now I wish I could take one every month. This is my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; painting.  It was my mom's first time and she did a phenomenal job, those trees are hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZaggnQfHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WsiUkv2ITK4/s1600-h/painting+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302525125832244338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZaggnQfHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WsiUkv2ITK4/s400/painting+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mother you are very talented at painting trees! Me.... Not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is still in the first steps of the picture. Check out her final picture on her blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8365776556956821274?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8365776556956821274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8365776556956821274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8365776556956821274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8365776556956821274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/02/vicki-van-gogh.html' title='Vicki van gogh'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZbefEhBoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kLicoIgMCjw/s72-c/painting+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1634559469164655023</id><published>2009-02-13T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:44:27.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZZv1AFbqI/AAAAAAAAAII/XIObJ-Y61Do/s1600-h/painting+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302524289491496610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZZv1AFbqI/AAAAAAAAAII/XIObJ-Y61Do/s400/painting+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trees are kinda sad..... Painting is still in the first steps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1634559469164655023?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1634559469164655023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1634559469164655023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1634559469164655023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1634559469164655023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-trees-are-kinda-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SZZZv1AFbqI/AAAAAAAAAII/XIObJ-Y61Do/s72-c/painting+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2870246164995147978</id><published>2009-01-31T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:07:53.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYT_L0fctZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Vfmd6rCa5r0/s1600-h/ice+fishing+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297639640228738450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYT_L0fctZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Vfmd6rCa5r0/s400/ice+fishing+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my dad took me Ice fishing, I tried cutting the hole but it was to big for me. My pole was the little baby golden one.  We caught a lot of fish but they were all to small.  I wore my snow clothes but still got a little cold when I took my coat off.  We went out on the lake so far I almost died walking back. And Lizzy she got a hook right in her knee and made her all bloody.  I love my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2870246164995147978?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2870246164995147978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2870246164995147978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2870246164995147978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2870246164995147978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-fishing.html' title='ICE fishing'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYT_L0fctZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Vfmd6rCa5r0/s72-c/ice+fishing+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2002626961379592082</id><published>2009-01-29T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:56:54.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Shaving Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJATba2cbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZSAHW9-zBvc/s1600-h/carson+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296866814263194034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJATba2cbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZSAHW9-zBvc/s400/carson+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson gets really bored some days where he's not in school yet.  He does go to a preschool/playgroup where we teach the kids something then let them play.  My sister mentioned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;practicing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; in shaving cream at preschool next time. So we had to try it first.  Carson loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJAS6birYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YyKKsxS0PSY/s1600-h/carson+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296866805407722882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJAS6birYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YyKKsxS0PSY/s400/carson+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJAShfZ6WI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f55Z5G6LYN8/s1600-h/carson+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296866798713039202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJAShfZ6WI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f55Z5G6LYN8/s400/carson+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2002626961379592082?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2002626961379592082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2002626961379592082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2002626961379592082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2002626961379592082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-with-shaving-cream.html' title='Fun with Shaving Cream'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SYJATba2cbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZSAHW9-zBvc/s72-c/carson+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1859720714523433834</id><published>2009-01-22T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:52:17.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SXi9qgPQhdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4dDIAHWsU34/s1600-h/DSCF0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189899880105426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SXi9qgPQhdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4dDIAHWsU34/s400/DSCF0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am having so much fun with my new little son Trace he is 3 months now, I must have forgotten how much fun Carson was.  It seems like in your ninth month and through their birth and first month you will always say your NEVER having another.  Then they get to this age and you begin to think about the next one.  I love being a mother and hope there are more children in store for me. Carson and Trace have been so happy and healthy, so why stop there!  I pray at some point I will get a little girl, just to be able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; both.&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/5212008485482137455-1859720714523433834?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1859720714523433834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1859720714523433834' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1859720714523433834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1859720714523433834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-months-old.html' title='3 months old'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SXi9qgPQhdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4dDIAHWsU34/s72-c/DSCF0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-9184336915397281405</id><published>2009-01-15T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:19:08.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SW-7uDytuGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gXs0rOD8wpk/s1600-h/anniversary+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291654487150016610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SW-7uDytuGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gXs0rOD8wpk/s400/anniversary+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SW-7t-mRWXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Zi_uGj8IzGM/s1600-h/anniversary+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291654485755648370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SW-7t-mRWXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Zi_uGj8IzGM/s400/anniversary+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today Austin and I have been married for eight years.  Time just really flies when your having fun:) That makes 13 years that we have been together we started dating in eighth grade, never broke up through high school, then married the Jan after we graduated.  Let me just tell you my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fairytale..... In the sixth grade we heard of a new kid in school, so at recess I decide to scope him out.  Hot, sweaty, butterflies, is what I felt when I first laid eyes on AUSTIN BRACKIN.  To my disapointment I found out my best friend Camille had got to him first.  Patiently waiting for them to break up I never let anyone know about my secret CRUSH. Finally after two years I had almost given up on him.  At a basketball game one night I finally got the news they broke up. In  searching for him, I see him already holding hands with Callie. WHAT!!  Flustered I leave to go on a walk.  Me and my friend Lindsey get to Pizza Stop when across the street I hear someone yelling at me. It's one of Austin's friends. He comes over and askes me if I will GO OUT with Austin.  NO! I said.  Will you go out with me then. he said. No! and we left. Another block and I hear Austin behind us, catching us fast.  Why wont you Go out with me he says. Anyway he follows me for about three blocks asking me why! and please. The whole time I am thinkin why am I saying no I have wanted this boy for two years now. So he finally quits and goes home.  I was sleeping at Lindsay's that night so I had her call Austin and tell him I would be his girlfriend. SO GET THIS the next day was my birthday and guess who shows up at my door with a  long stemmed rose and a black and white kids poster, of a little blond boy holding a long stemmed rose.  MY AUSTIN    Now after an education, a house, and two kids together I wouldn't have it any other way:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5212008485482137455-9184336915397281405?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/9184336915397281405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=9184336915397281405' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9184336915397281405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9184336915397281405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-fairytale.html' title='My Fairytale'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SW-7uDytuGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gXs0rOD8wpk/s72-c/anniversary+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6483870608318924615</id><published>2009-01-06T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:51:51.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Done Sleigh Riding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWPsKCJIJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/38TYcrvR5Cc/s1600-h/misc+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288330044581094450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWPsKCJIJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/38TYcrvR5Cc/s400/misc+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had some of Austin's family up over the weekend so we all went sleigh riding.  Me, Leslie, Clay, Lance, and Sandie all on one tube.  This was my first time down the second time I went with Leslie on a baby tube and we both went flying end over end at the bottom,  I though my neck was broke with all the cracking I heard but with a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ibuprofen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. For some reason my big right toe is black and blue too don't know what happened there&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/5212008485482137455-6483870608318924615?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6483870608318924615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6483870608318924615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6483870608318924615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6483870608318924615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-done-sleigh-riding.html' title='I&apos;m Done Sleigh Riding!'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWPsKCJIJDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/38TYcrvR5Cc/s72-c/misc+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-9062816445759905021</id><published>2009-01-05T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:40:04.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWLHaE3tTmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8lK-9jCoceg/s1600-h/misc+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288008163284307554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWLHaE3tTmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8lK-9jCoceg/s400/misc+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin's keeping me warm by the heater.&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/5212008485482137455-9062816445759905021?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/9062816445759905021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=9062816445759905021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9062816445759905021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/9062816445759905021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SWLHaE3tTmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8lK-9jCoceg/s72-c/misc+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-7492152037398399001</id><published>2008-12-30T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:40:36.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET IT SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVr2sbdbAlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Kp33jLtAt_A/s1600-h/christmas08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808355818537554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVr2sbdbAlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Kp33jLtAt_A/s400/christmas08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just love the fresh, clean look of newly fallen snow.   It's going to be a long winter though so we better get sleigh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;riding&lt;/span&gt;, my house has all hill sizes so come on out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-7492152037398399001?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/7492152037398399001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=7492152037398399001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7492152037398399001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/7492152037398399001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='LET IT SNOW'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVr2sbdbAlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Kp33jLtAt_A/s72-c/christmas08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-3967837040779072390</id><published>2008-12-30T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:20:27.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled At Christmas</title><content type='html'>Carson remembered that santa was coming this year. When he woke up he told us instead of us telling him.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVryRxOQz5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jzFLU03korM/s1600-h/christmas08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285803499757555602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVryRxOQz5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jzFLU03korM/s400/christmas08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He received plenty with help from Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVryRTZCk8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/UEk30VQ_Ig8/s1600-h/christmas08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285803491749696450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVryRTZCk8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/UEk30VQ_Ig8/s400/christmas08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-3967837040779072390?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/3967837040779072390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=3967837040779072390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3967837040779072390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/3967837040779072390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/12/spoiled-at-christmas.html' title='Spoiled At Christmas'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SVryRxOQz5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jzFLU03korM/s72-c/christmas08+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6755035913361320360</id><published>2008-11-06T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:29:08.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265734968371392082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s200/DSCF0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmOEtefNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DrEJ-53Ntpo/s1600-h/DSCF0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265735150039104722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmOEtefNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DrEJ-53Ntpo/s200/DSCF0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-6755035913361320360?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6755035913361320360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6755035913361320360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6755035913361320360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6755035913361320360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/11/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROmDf8hLlI/AAAAAAAAABs/W4CTsYPPF0c/s72-c/DSCF0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-1486222889324593409</id><published>2008-11-06T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:18:06.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trace 2.5 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROlF2bNdTI/AAAAAAAAABk/z2w7J8geQ3c/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265733909253813554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROlF2bNdTI/AAAAAAAAABk/z2w7J8geQ3c/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm growing up too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-1486222889324593409?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/1486222889324593409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=1486222889324593409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1486222889324593409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/1486222889324593409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/11/trace-25-weeks.html' title='Trace 2.5 weeks'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SROlF2bNdTI/AAAAAAAAABk/z2w7J8geQ3c/s72-c/DSCF0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-6135005342433747653</id><published>2008-10-31T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:24:38.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SQtoPyWQ2WI/AAAAAAAAABU/KF3mmK-JCmo/s1600-h/Trace+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263415209935034722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SQtoPyWQ2WI/AAAAAAAAABU/KF3mmK-JCmo/s320/Trace+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On October 19th after 48hrs of labor Trace Brackin was brought into this world. He is our second boy and is such a good baby. He was 7lbs 3oz and 20 in long. Now after two weeks he is 8lbs..... ya he likes to eat. Carson is always asking to hold him and always wants to burp him. He tells me everyday how much he loves his brother so he is taking it really well. I had trace in the Preston hospital which was much nicer than Logan they let all my nieces and nefews in to hold the baby and I had tonz of visitors which I loved. &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/5212008485482137455-6135005342433747653?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/6135005342433747653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=6135005342433747653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6135005342433747653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/6135005342433747653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/10/trace.html' title='Trace'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SQtoPyWQ2WI/AAAAAAAAABU/KF3mmK-JCmo/s72-c/Trace+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-8135074222123723413</id><published>2008-10-16T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:16:52.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SPf1d167EAI/AAAAAAAAABE/cZ1U8UrUxNc/s1600-h/DSCF0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257940983017574402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SPf1d167EAI/AAAAAAAAABE/cZ1U8UrUxNc/s320/DSCF0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SPf1eIuEjPI/AAAAAAAAABM/a-laEis_x6g/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257940988063943922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SPf1eIuEjPI/AAAAAAAAABM/a-laEis_x6g/s320/DSCF0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-8135074222123723413?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/8135074222123723413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=8135074222123723413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8135074222123723413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/8135074222123723413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YqRmZyHgjZ8/SPf1d167EAI/AAAAAAAAABE/cZ1U8UrUxNc/s72-c/DSCF0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5212008485482137455.post-2023644890481610098</id><published>2008-10-16T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:02:06.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Hunters'/><title type='text'>Fall Hunting with Dad</title><content type='html'>Austin decided to go hunting this year so we could can some deer for food storage.  Carson was heart broken the first time he went without him, so the next day dad took him with him.  Carson was so extatic the whole day he kept asking when is dad coming home so we can go hunting.  They brought one home and we all sat in the garage while he cut out the good pieces of meat, then cubed them to be canned.  They are gone again tonight tryin to find another one.  I am having a problem the cannery is no longer taking appointments for this year!! Where is another cannery?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5212008485482137455-2023644890481610098?l=brackins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/feeds/2023644890481610098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5212008485482137455&amp;postID=2023644890481610098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2023644890481610098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5212008485482137455/posts/default/2023644890481610098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackins.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-hunting-with-dad.html' title='Fall Hunting with Dad'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187579576538494998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-limOq7keseE/To9uhX31UwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pHK0xQgCxZU/s220/2011-09-05_15-24-46_999.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
