<?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-1023429400497160948</id><updated>2011-07-28T04:56:50.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jensons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1907698898557945876</id><published>2010-07-06T22:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:26:16.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>$&amp;@# Water!!!</title><content type='html'>"When it rains, it pours", right? I would agree 100%! A week and a half ago our water heater finally died and flooded my salon. Granted the thing had a very long life...18 years which is amazing I hear for a water heater. Anyway, Rob had to rip up the flooring to let the water dry up and then re-lay the floor. Meanwhile...as he is working on the floor, Fisher decides to spray the TV with water until it drowns and dies also! We had to wait a couple of days to get a new water heater(of course it happened on a weekend) when the guy came to remove and install, he accidentally left something on and water came pouring out of the hot water pipe and guess what?....flood all over again! So up came the floor...AGAIN! Thrilling! We had some uneventful days and then today came:/! Heston woke up on the very wrong side of bed this morning and decided to make my life miserable. He finds it amusing. I couldn't do anything right and when I wouldn't react to his fit throwing he plugged up the downstairs bathroom sink and turned on the water! YAY!!! I was doing my sis in-laws hair and just thought that he had found something to occupy him and was washing his trucks in the sink. Something my boys do a lot. Well, then Fisher walks into the salon and says, "Mom, there is a lot of water in the bathroom"! Sure enough...FLOOD! The water had been running for at least 20 minutes. What the Heck people? I didn't even know how to react. The fan is still going trying to dry out the carpet in the hall. And then tonight we had to tare out our counter tops and while Rob was unhooking the sink he left something on....guess what again? He was almost done when water came shooting out of a pipe and drenched him and the rest of the kitchen! I think the water gods have it out for us! So, out of all this we have gotten a new water heater, replaced the 32' TV with a 13"...see how the kids like that, gained more patience through the actions of my son, and by the end of the week should have new counter tops. I am thinking that usually after the pouring rain the sun shines and a rainbow appears:) I am waiting for that rainbow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1907698898557945876?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1907698898557945876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1907698898557945876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1907698898557945876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1907698898557945876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/07/water.html' title='$&amp;@# Water!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4528719756023271413</id><published>2010-07-06T13:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:58:30.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKtGwdUjI/AAAAAAAAAms/2S0fvNb9c-g/s1600/DSC_0236_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKtGwdUjI/AAAAAAAAAms/2S0fvNb9c-g/s320/DSC_0236_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490884878207373874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKiIfXlYI/AAAAAAAAAmk/IeGzhVeO7J8/s1600/DSC_0302_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKiIfXlYI/AAAAAAAAAmk/IeGzhVeO7J8/s320/DSC_0302_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490884689694004610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKWdRevkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ADKwpQomjjw/s1600/DSC_0238_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKWdRevkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ADKwpQomjjw/s320/DSC_0238_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490884489114467906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKHrByAXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ue63LzDlKy8/s1600/DSC_0289_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKHrByAXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ue63LzDlKy8/s320/DSC_0289_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490884235108680050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOIaRfyVLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/I-6cdUaLiiE/s1600/DSC_0325_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOIaRfyVLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/I-6cdUaLiiE/s400/DSC_0325_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490882355649467570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a busy holiday weekend. It may take a while to recover. I feel like I have a hangover from all the excitement and fun;) We were so lucky to have my G-parents and my brother and his cute family in Richfield. And we are always so lucky to have Rob's family here. It's nice to have family so close and they are always great about being to all of the family events! Gillyin was baptised on Saturday and it was neat to have more of my family able to be there. It was a special day for her. Saturday night she came upstairs and she crying. So, I said to her "You're tired. You need to go to bed." She said, "No mom, you know how you cry sometimes when you are happy?" and I said, "Yes, is that why you are crying?"..."Yeah, I have had the best day" she said. It was so sweet to sit there and spend a minute to reflect on her day. I then got my journal out and was thinking I might find something about the day I was baptised, but couldn't. I did find a letter I wrote to Gilly when she turned one. So I read her the letter and then we both were crying. She has grown up. I am so blessed to be her mother. I look at all my kids and wonder...why did they pick me? I guess I need to learn a lot more than I ever thought I did, because they teach me so much about life...especially about LOVE. My Gilly-girl is a keeper for sure...I am so proud of her and the young lady she is. &lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful sister in-law took her pictures:) They turned out beautiful! Thanks, Em! Check out her blog...Simple Moments Photography!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4528719756023271413?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4528719756023271413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4528719756023271413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4528719756023271413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4528719756023271413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TDOKtGwdUjI/AAAAAAAAAms/2S0fvNb9c-g/s72-c/DSC_0236_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6114626953409629202</id><published>2010-06-15T17:17:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:56:23.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgS6f_ITWI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qy4aFUz16z8/s1600/SANY3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgS6f_ITWI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qy4aFUz16z8/s320/SANY3068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483153342551575906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgSJRSCZlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/gqs8HxXMNFo/s1600/Miss+Seveir+County+Royality+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgSJRSCZlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/gqs8HxXMNFo/s320/Miss+Seveir+County+Royality+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483152496790758994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgQ43z-TNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/RhHQmdc5UpQ/s1600/SDC10389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgQ43z-TNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/RhHQmdc5UpQ/s200/SDC10389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483151115564240082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgQQjm86MI/AAAAAAAAAls/tudeywhhH34/s1600/SDC10387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgQQjm86MI/AAAAAAAAAls/tudeywhhH34/s200/SDC10387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483150422946146498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgP4_-DFtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GZ24paAoQuU/s1600/SANY3206.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/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgP4_-DFtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GZ24paAoQuU/s320/SANY3206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483150018242352850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgPogUtKII/AAAAAAAAAlc/RrzAwlIJA3g/s1600/SANY3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgPogUtKII/AAAAAAAAAlc/RrzAwlIJA3g/s320/SANY3215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483149734869543042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgPGLm_ozI/AAAAAAAAAlU/JwHxhMTKD88/s1600/SANY2976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgPGLm_ozI/AAAAAAAAAlU/JwHxhMTKD88/s320/SANY2976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483149145193554738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgOayBgDQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/uB-nBFoMgKY/s1600/SANY3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgOayBgDQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/uB-nBFoMgKY/s400/SANY3114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483148399591034114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgOLyaEKnI/AAAAAAAAAlE/sqbIaI7UiXg/s1600/SANY3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgOLyaEKnI/AAAAAAAAAlE/sqbIaI7UiXg/s400/SANY3182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483148141996026482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 'm not even sure how long it has been since I have blogged...guess I could look, huh? Oh well. I will when I am done with this post. So it has been a busy past few months. Lets just make a list with a comment or two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Repainted the inside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;2.Restained the kitchen cabinets...counter tops will arrive sometime(they were supposed to be done in April)&lt;br /&gt;3.Redid the upstairs bathroom...same thing on counter top;)&lt;br /&gt;4.Had some surgery!!!(sorry no pictures;) &lt;br /&gt;5.Directed Miss Sevier County:) &lt;br /&gt;6.Gillyin finished cheer and the 2nd grade.&lt;br /&gt;7.Heston finished Kindergarten...(all day next year...YES!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8.Had t-ball and coach pitch take over out life as well...Yay, Lugnuts and Bees! &lt;br /&gt;9.Made our way to Lake Powell, which always = FUN! &lt;br /&gt;10.Came home to a dent in the side of the truck...made from our flying trampoline...which ended up 100 yards from our house. &lt;br /&gt;11.Fisher turned 4!&lt;br /&gt;12.Gillyin turned 8!&lt;br /&gt;So there are a few things that have been going on. Maybe one of these days I will chill out and stop making more things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6114626953409629202?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6114626953409629202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6114626953409629202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6114626953409629202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6114626953409629202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/TBgS6f_ITWI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qy4aFUz16z8/s72-c/SANY3068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5888431321608369552</id><published>2010-03-30T15:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:48:46.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S7Jxp-uvcnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Wjn3H0ii1Yw/s1600/SANY2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S7Jxp-uvcnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Wjn3H0ii1Yw/s400/SANY2405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454547064726712946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids LOVE to leave the front door wide open! The other evening just after dinner Fisher skips out the front door and faithfully leaves the door open. When he wanders back in a few minutes later Rob says to him, "You DO NOT live in a barn! You need to close the door!"...to that Fisher replies as he is walking out the door, "Bye, I'm a cow! MOOOOO!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5888431321608369552?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5888431321608369552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5888431321608369552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5888431321608369552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5888431321608369552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/mooo.html' title='MOOO!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S7Jxp-uvcnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Wjn3H0ii1Yw/s72-c/SANY2405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8584415595299074301</id><published>2010-03-29T13:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:59:56.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE!???!!!?</title><content type='html'>When you start a new decade I think we all want it to start well, right? (That was a dumb question) I know we all want life to be wonderful and run smoothly. I also know that life doesn't exactly happen like that, but this year sure has had it's ups and downs so far. I start to get one thing going good and then get hit with something else! Heavenly Father must want me to be learning a lot or planning on me learning a lot from it all. It has been a long time since I have spent this much time on my knees. How thankful I am for all of the knowledge I have of a Heavenly Father, a Savior, and the gospel of Jesus Christ! When so much seems to be going crazy there is always one peaceful place you can go! So...come what may, I hope that at this time next year I can be thankful for the trials that I have been dealt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-8584415595299074301?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8584415595299074301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8584415595299074301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8584415595299074301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8584415595299074301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/life.html' title='LIFE!???!!!?'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5629428271091165203</id><published>2010-03-21T18:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:29:33.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling Stone...please keep rolling..ahhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S6a5Ekjq-TI/AAAAAAAAAko/XudVXhmBaAU/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S6a5Ekjq-TI/AAAAAAAAAko/XudVXhmBaAU/s400/Baby+Griffin+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451247887162472754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all the whole Rolling Stones on American Idol was over all pretty good, but I have this "rolling stone" of my own! I am probably on my 12th kidney stone and I have become a pro at passing them. I was "lucky" enough to get my first when I was pregnant with Gillyin and my body has just kept making them. So here I am with one more!!! I am pretty sure that with each one that I have it stretches out my ureter a little more. And sometimes they aren't too bad to pass, but I have had a few that I was sure I would die. The one that graced itself in me recently does not seem to want to leave and I am getting a little annoyed. So PLEASE,PLEASE, PLEASE keep rolling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5629428271091165203?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5629428271091165203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5629428271091165203' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5629428271091165203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5629428271091165203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/rolling-stonesplease-keep-rollingahhh.html' title='Rolling Stone...please keep rolling..ahhh'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S6a5Ekjq-TI/AAAAAAAAAko/XudVXhmBaAU/s72-c/Baby+Griffin+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2988211673046168499</id><published>2010-02-17T13:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:23:59.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things Kids Say!</title><content type='html'>It seems like my kids are always making me laugh with the things they come up with. I need to be soooo much better are writing them down. Here are a few and some others stuff my kids are up to...&lt;br /&gt;Fisher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he sleeps in his bed and stays there all night he will say, "I sleeped in my WHOLE bed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is definately my little buddy and is a huge helper. So he calls himself, "My Vacuum Boy"...except is more like "bacuum"...When he is mad at me he will yell at me..."I am NOT your bacuum boy anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heston:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and Gillyin were walking out the front door for the bus and he saw that there was frost on the roof tops and said, "Look at all the frosting" of course Gillyin had to correct him and say, "It's called FROST!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago he was downstairs fighting with Gilly and I could hear her repeating what he was saying. When Heston does that to me I will tell him not to back sass me. I am not even sure if that is a real term, but it is something my mom used on me. Anyway, finally Heston yelled at her and said, "Don't back @$$ me"...so of course I had to make sure that he knew it was SASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she is like 7 going on 17 and I don't know how I will survive her! She never really says funny things, but defiantly says things that make me shake my head. She doesn't think it's fare that I get my nails done and can go get massages. She wants her hair to be Burgundy and insists she needs a cell phone. What do I do? Her life is always horrible because she can't stand her brothers and has to help soooo much! I know she is completely picked on! That's why we love her so much:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffyn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffyn isn't really talking. She says your basic baby words like mama, dada, baba, uh oh, and occasionally mum. I love when she gives kisses and puts her hands over her eyes to play peek-a-boo. She still is toothless. I don't know if she will ever get teeth, but she is doing just fine without them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2988211673046168499?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2988211673046168499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2988211673046168499' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2988211673046168499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2988211673046168499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-kids-say.html' title='The Things Kids Say!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-366586439532365469</id><published>2010-01-18T15:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:47:37.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Griffyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S1Tk-aoNBkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/azjCeKlSVw4/s1600-h/griffjane1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S1Tk-aoNBkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/azjCeKlSVw4/s400/griffjane1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428215211839260226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Griifyn turns 1! Her first year has flown by. She is such a sweet little girl and has been such a blessing to our family! She is such a content child and so good at entertaining herself and just going with the flow of everyone else's craziness. I remember being the baby in my family always being told how spoiled I was. I never thought that...now watching Griffyn and seeing how much she has to put up with and how laid back she has to be because she is the baby,she will earn every bit of how much she will be spoiled. SO baby girl, HaPpY BitHdAy! We love you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-366586439532365469?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/366586439532365469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=366586439532365469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/366586439532365469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/366586439532365469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-griffyn.html' title='Happy Birthday, Griffyn!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S1Tk-aoNBkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/azjCeKlSVw4/s72-c/griffjane1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1158008654952530700</id><published>2010-01-14T09:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:06:13.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Conan!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S09O_DdeLyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lJivzGoExzw/s1600-h/COCO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S09O_DdeLyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lJivzGoExzw/s400/COCO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426642921172381474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eD1nwe5Esx0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been a faithful late night talk show viewer. I wasn't a huge fan of Jay Leno. I was not sad to see him "retire". When Conan Obrien took his place I wasn't sure what to expect. I have always found the man's hair a bit distracting...so hard to watch that wave flop around on top of his head. BUT and that is a HUGE BUT... I have grown to really, really, really, like this man! He has this WEIRD sense of humor that can totally crack me up! As I have watched him on the Tonight Show this week...which has been HyStErIcAl...I think NBC would be making a huge mistake if they moved him. I think that they should have NEVER EVER put Jay on at 9 (STUPID). That was like these athletes that retire and then decide to come out of retirement. I can't stand that. Be done while you are at the top of your game, right? I hope NBC can see that they need Conan right where he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1158008654952530700?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1158008654952530700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1158008654952530700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1158008654952530700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1158008654952530700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-conan.html' title='Keep Conan!!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/S09O_DdeLyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lJivzGoExzw/s72-c/COCO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6742211504408793213</id><published>2010-01-03T23:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:06:10.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5451784d7a41314f54493d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: O Christmas Tree" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5451784d7a41314f54493d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...another year has come and gone. It amazes me how fast time goes by. We can't complain because 2009 treated us well! Can't wait to see what 2010 brings. The last decade went by in a hurry and in another 10 years I will have teenagers.(Strange to think about.)Our holidays were wonderful...we got to see so much of our family and spend time with those we love so much! I hope that everyone was as blessed as we were! May 2010 bring you happiness and many blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6742211504408793213?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6742211504408793213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6742211504408793213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6742211504408793213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6742211504408793213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-year.html' title='Another year...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8388200335003463510</id><published>2009-12-21T14:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:46:26.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Privavcy Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy_q6M8KWdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rr1caAWJn3Y/s1600-h/do-not-disturb-sign-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy_q6M8KWdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rr1caAWJn3Y/s400/do-not-disturb-sign-small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417807162376870354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I am not sure if we are the only family on the planet like this, but I am hoping not! There is NO such thing as PRIVACY in our home. Our bathroom doors are rarely closed and if they are it's not for long. Any door for that matter. It's like my kids have a phobia of closed doors. I think I have bathed 2 times EVER without at least one child's company. Either crying, whining, telling a story or wondering where something is. When I have it's because I have locked and barricaded the doors. There are many mornings now that I have a little boy playing trucks on the bathroom floor while I bath. So this morning while I am showering Griffyn is constantly opening the shower curtain. UHHHH! So when I take 30 seconds to the bathroom I don't even bother shutting the door, because I know if I do it will be flung open. This has become a problem when we have little friends over.I go to go and remember then hurry and shut the door and hope it doesn't open magically. Yesterday morning I was getting dressed and Rob shut our bedroom door...you would have thought we set the house on fire! I think that we have created something irreversible. My family has always been pretty open with stuff like that and I think I turned out ok. Even when we go to Rob's parents he doesn't close the bathroom door...ha! Really...I think that could at least be the few times a day that I can get a few seconds to myself, but NOPE! I guess maybe I am always going 100 mph and so I just don't even bother to change things. Fisher says to me the other day as I am hurrying to get dressed... "I hate your boobs"...really? So I say back..."I hate them too!" WHAT TO DO?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-8388200335003463510?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8388200335003463510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8388200335003463510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8388200335003463510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8388200335003463510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/12/privavcy-please.html' title='Privavcy Please!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy_q6M8KWdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rr1caAWJn3Y/s72-c/do-not-disturb-sign-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2966825772501872750</id><published>2009-12-20T21:39:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:51:06.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You had a BiRtHdAy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8BQ56dNUI/AAAAAAAAAig/wWchwl2KZvg/s1600-h/SANY2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8BQ56dNUI/AAAAAAAAAig/wWchwl2KZvg/s200/SANY2521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417550266685535554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8BAhyXetI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GVgomJDRMtw/s1600-h/SANY2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8BAhyXetI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GVgomJDRMtw/s200/SANY2505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549985331247826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8AuAGMRWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ud5NYeSU7cE/s1600-h/SANY2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8AuAGMRWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ud5NYeSU7cE/s200/SANY2498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549667049948514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8AGy7uQYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cHv5dBWS1Qo/s1600-h/SANY2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8AGy7uQYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cHv5dBWS1Qo/s400/SANY2535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417548993501479298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heston turned 6! I think I say this every birthday about all my kids, but I seriously can't believe he is 6. I am so thankful that he was born Dec. 19th! People always say how awful it must be to have his birthday so close to Christmas, but I love it! (I am not sure how he feels about that or how he will feel about that in the future) I love that he was born when he was...it made that Christmas so special! Holding a brand new tiny one is so special, but getting to at Christmas made me think about how Mary must have felt holding the Savior. Heston's birthday is a special one! &lt;br /&gt;On Friday he got to have his "best pal" Kestyn over to eat at McDonald's and stay the night. Heston missed Kestyn's birthday party while we were in Colorado so they got to open gifts to each other together. Saturday we went bowling and had cake and ice cream! I hope you had a fun couple of days, Buddie! We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2966825772501872750?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2966825772501872750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2966825772501872750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2966825772501872750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2966825772501872750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-had-birthday.html' title='You had a BiRtHdAy...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sy8BQ56dNUI/AAAAAAAAAig/wWchwl2KZvg/s72-c/SANY2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-7185908873841077444</id><published>2009-12-07T10:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:34:53.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO BIG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-255be9db7abc9cc5" 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://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D255be9db7abc9cc5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D406117B892067A01AA965D0B680377E1A64622EE.16908C8DC7FF1D1A1F627A9EFC4B8B88FEE46041%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D255be9db7abc9cc5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fChQFQUlE9M6dPnedvmGEhSrFI&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://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D255be9db7abc9cc5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D406117B892067A01AA965D0B680377E1A64622EE.16908C8DC7FF1D1A1F627A9EFC4B8B88FEE46041%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D255be9db7abc9cc5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fChQFQUlE9M6dPnedvmGEhSrFI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast she is growing up. Over the past week Griffyn has started walking, clapping, and saying "uh oh". It's so much fun to watch these things happen, but at the same time it's a little touch of reality...that she isn't going to be my little baby for too much longer:( She puts up with so much from Fisher and likes to be right in the middle of EVERYTHING! I can't imagine our family without our Shorty McShort Short!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-7185908873841077444?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7185908873841077444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=7185908873841077444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7185908873841077444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7185908873841077444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-big.html' title='SO BIG!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2483194879556998126</id><published>2009-11-30T19:20:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:53:19.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5449324f5467344f54513d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Thankkgiving 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5449324f5467344f54513d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to spend Thanksgiving in Colorado this year! We spent 6 days away and we had such an awesome time! It was a long 8 hour (but ten hour for a family of 6)drive, but it went better than I had thought:) We spent the first part of out trip at my mom and step dad's and the last couple of days with my dad. The first day our boys got right into things by falling through the ice on the back yard pond... it was the stinkiest thing I have ever smelled! They had so much fun helping farm and riding four wheelers! Fisher was in heaven for sure. He loved paling around with my brother. My grandparents came for Thanksgiving and that was nice to spend some time with them. I hadn't seen them in over 2 years. It is hard sometimes to live so far away from my family, because I was always so close to them growing up. I guess it makes trips like this more special. The last couple of days we drove to my dad's and were able to spend time with him too. My kids always love hanging out with Papa JR:) The week went by way to fast, but we had such a great trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2483194879556998126?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2483194879556998126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2483194879556998126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2483194879556998126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2483194879556998126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6114277671893427313</id><published>2009-11-20T15:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:12:58.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwchZMddpdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/g3gRSE4-7eg/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406326594406819282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwchZMddpdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/g3gRSE4-7eg/s400/friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this WoNdErFuL e-mail today from my aunt! It was this quote...Simple, but something that is soooooo true. I think too often I get caught up in the whole "life" thing and when I get to the end of my rope...I forget that there is someone I can count on ALL of time. I gave a talk in church on service a few weeks ago and I know that when I am serving that I am happiest! And the blessings that come from serving are many.  If we are focusing on all that is crumbling apart we will never see all that is still being held together by HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For those who are discouraged by their circumstances and are therefore tempted to feel they cannot serve the Lord this day, I make you two promises. Hard as things seem today, they will be better in the next day if you choose to serve the Lord this day with your whole heart. Your circumstances may not be improved in all the ways which you desire. But you will have been given new strength to carry your burdens and new confidence that when your burdens become too heavy, the Lord, whom you have served, will carry what you cannot. He knows how. He prepared long ago. He suffered your infirmities and your sorrows when He was in the flesh so that He would know how to succor you."&lt;br /&gt;--Henry B. Eyring, "&lt;a href="http://www.ldsnuggets.com/sendstudio/link.php?M=13227&amp;amp;N=629&amp;amp;L=2297&amp;amp;F=H" target="_blank"&gt;This Day&lt;/a&gt;", Ensign, May 2007, 89–91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6114277671893427313?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6114277671893427313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6114277671893427313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6114277671893427313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6114277671893427313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-needed-this.html' title='I needed this...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwchZMddpdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/g3gRSE4-7eg/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-7867192859414472479</id><published>2009-11-20T11:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:37:52.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob's 30!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwbhjBBmMdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MhRYdlEq4ec/s1600/SANY2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406256394391663058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwbhjBBmMdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MhRYdlEq4ec/s400/SANY2351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwbhVk5goZI/AAAAAAAAAho/hHtwkR9AQa8/s1600/SANY2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406256163503251858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwbhVk5goZI/AAAAAAAAAho/hHtwkR9AQa8/s320/SANY2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a few days late...Rob turned 3o! Life has been sooooo busy! He has been wishing that the day wouldn't come, but it did and guess what?...I don't think it was too bad for him:) I snuck over to 12T Monday night and decorated his office and had my friend bake 4 dozen cookies with 30's on them and she also baked him a "beer belly" cake! It was kinda funny! I hope that he had a good day. Strange to think in 10 more years it will be 40...that's not to far off. Ha! Happy Birthday, Sweed! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-7867192859414472479?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7867192859414472479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=7867192859414472479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7867192859414472479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7867192859414472479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/robs-30.html' title='Rob&apos;s 30!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SwbhjBBmMdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MhRYdlEq4ec/s72-c/SANY2351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-133351550298737109</id><published>2009-11-03T16:54:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:05:10.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Suprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SvDEPXw0N1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RjxXFtD6KMA/s1600-h/SANY2318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400031721573070674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SvDEPXw0N1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RjxXFtD6KMA/s320/SANY2318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of our Halloween night...there was one last "ding-dong" at the door. I was changing into my pj's so I told Heston to answer the door. He then walks into my bedroom with a box from Maurices. I looked at him confused and said, "What is that?"...he told me it was on the front steps. I was a little nervous. Thinking the worst...like some teenagers had left something crazy for us. I was sooooo confused...until I opened it! Rob had bought me a purple coat that I told him I wanted earlier in the week:)!!! He wrote me a silly Halloween poem confessing his love...ha! I don't give him enough credit most of the time. Thanks dear, you are WONDERFUL! I love my new coat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-133351550298737109?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/133351550298737109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=133351550298737109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/133351550298737109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/133351550298737109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-at-end-of-our-halloween-night.html' title='Halloween Suprise!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SvDEPXw0N1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RjxXFtD6KMA/s72-c/SANY2318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6410920006850554943</id><published>2009-11-01T19:30:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:44:03.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335605474295554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5LIFNp_wI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xr8LmLDmxgE/s200/roller+ghoster+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5IzjhJu2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/tx8B6hAQ96E/s1600-h/monkey+what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333053808622434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5IzjhJu2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/tx8B6hAQ96E/s320/monkey+what.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HwJl6ojI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CPKBx88xEz4/s1600-h/china+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331895798047282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HwJl6ojI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CPKBx88xEz4/s320/china+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HnbLG-1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/40cOeaDofzc/s1600-h/SANY2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331745898625874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HnbLG-1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/40cOeaDofzc/s320/SANY2229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HGE33QOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ntap6NTWd4A/s1600-h/ca-ute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331172976640226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5HGE33QOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ntap6NTWd4A/s320/ca-ute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week was a BuSy one for sure! Although it was full of FUN, I am glad it ended:) Halloween was a success as usual. Friday was Halloween at school and 12T's annual Halloween party...where Rob and I earned 100$ for taking 1st place in the costume contest! YEAH US!!! The kids had fun eating doughnuts off a string, sticking their hands in some scary spaghetti, and cake walking! Then on Saturday we went to the Jenson family Halloween party. It is always soooo much fun to see all the kids in their costumes and the adults too! We ate yummy treats, played fun games, and got some great pictures! After the Jenson party we made out way back home for the neighborhood tr&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5Gr486HsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BZLghursG4I/s1600-h/familypichalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399330723099975362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5Gr486HsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BZLghursG4I/s400/familypichalloween.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ick-or-treating! It ended up being a great Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6410920006850554943?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6410920006850554943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6410920006850554943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6410920006850554943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6410920006850554943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Su5LIFNp_wI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xr8LmLDmxgE/s72-c/roller+ghoster+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8734955322698744760</id><published>2009-10-27T09:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:42:04.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUOukKU0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xqr5udw5R9E/s1600-h/crazy+hair+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397304921677255490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUOukKU0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xqr5udw5R9E/s200/crazy+hair+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUaIgQhzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sakHrg-PRmE/s1600-h/crazy+hair+day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397305117618767666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUaIgQhzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sakHrg-PRmE/s200/crazy+hair+day2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUOukKU0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xqr5udw5R9E/s1600-h/crazy+hair+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUaIgQhzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sakHrg-PRmE/s1600-h/crazy+hair+day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUEUPx8NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ViIaFELwezQ/s1600-h/2+crazy+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397304742813757650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUEUPx8NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ViIaFELwezQ/s320/2+crazy+kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week is Red Ribbon week at school. And today was Crazy Hair day. Here are my 2 CrAzY haired kids! &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/1023429400497160948-8734955322698744760?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8734955322698744760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8734955322698744760' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8734955322698744760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8734955322698744760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-hair-day.html' title='Crazy Hair Day!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucUOukKU0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xqr5udw5R9E/s72-c/crazy+hair+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4646326697107747107</id><published>2009-10-27T09:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:36:06.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucSusQPpOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xERVPzQ3duU/s1600-h/SANY2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397303271789405410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucSusQPpOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xERVPzQ3duU/s320/SANY2193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucRz0FzhKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mjZklZUVJOk/s1600-h/SANY2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397302260280820898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucRz0FzhKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mjZklZUVJOk/s320/SANY2202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucRXnzD0OI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bUUhrmOJmq8/s1600-h/SANY2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397301775944634594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucRXnzD0OI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bUUhrmOJmq8/s320/SANY2218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have made it a tradition to make dinner in a pumpkin once a year for Halloween. This year the boys helped me! Heston wasn't to fond of sticking his hand down inside the pumpkin, so he became the photographer! It is always fun to do something different for a meal! It soooo simple too.  I just got a Bear Creek soup mix added cooked ground beef and rice and put it the oven for about an hour.  Here are some pictures of our dinner last night!&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/1023429400497160948-4646326697107747107?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4646326697107747107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4646326697107747107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4646326697107747107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4646326697107747107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-dinner.html' title='Pumpkin Dinner'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SucSusQPpOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xERVPzQ3duU/s72-c/SANY2193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5021256013556157957</id><published>2009-10-11T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:24:07.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Little Griff Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/StKvFWJ7TZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IpQIzkyyteM/s1600-h/SANY2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564210297326994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/StKvFWJ7TZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IpQIzkyyteM/s400/SANY2189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet baby girl is always going none stop. She has to try to keep up with all these crazy kids and she succeeds pretty dang well. So, she has been crawling for a while now and has figured out how to crawl up the stairs. This morning while Rob was ironing...he left Griffyn downstairs with Heston. Nobody really saw what happened to her, but this is what we came up with. She must have crawled up the stairs and instead of making it up and staying...she "did front flips down"...that was the eye wittiness account of what Heston saw. When Rob found her Heston had picked her up. I was not present at the time of the catastrophe, but when I got home Rob was trying to get her calmed down. She wasn't screaming or acting like she was in a lot of pain and we didn't know what we should do. She was not herself for sure! She wouldn't crawl and would not let me put her down. We tried moving her legs and decided that something just wasn't right. So, 2 hours later I took her to the ER. YEP...a fractured femur (Parent of the year right here):( and the Dr. says to me, "Are you sure that is ALL that happened?" As if I didn't already feel like kicking my own butt, now he wanted to! So, we are supposed to go to Primary Children's this week and have her checked out better. What I really can't believe is that she is the first kiddo to break something. I have 2 OUT OF CONTROL boys that are still in one piece and and sweet little baby girl with the great big owie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5021256013556157957?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5021256013556157957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5021256013556157957' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5021256013556157957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5021256013556157957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/poor-little-griff-jane.html' title='Poor Little Griff Jane'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/StKvFWJ7TZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IpQIzkyyteM/s72-c/SANY2189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4489737562804685693</id><published>2009-09-28T16:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:09:47.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzyRAU7gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/dCGvFnkzO18/s1600-h/oh+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386643567963074050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzyRAU7gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/dCGvFnkzO18/s320/oh+boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzfpUO7hI/AAAAAAAAAew/XmY2QQX1KBk/s1600-h/kami+and+steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386643248071503378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzfpUO7hI/AAAAAAAAAew/XmY2QQX1KBk/s320/kami+and+steve.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzQ6gILFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/TE3fwyiGlxA/s1600-h/Griff+and+Gilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386642994986757202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzQ6gILFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/TE3fwyiGlxA/s320/Griff+and+Gilly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzIYL8naI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7KkQKk-yr2U/s1600-h/fisherman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386642848336354722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzIYL8naI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7KkQKk-yr2U/s320/fisherman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEy3piEEgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pWYwrb9x5yA/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386642560934744578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEy3piEEgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pWYwrb9x5yA/s320/cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEyqMlGghI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/FXpFZS4dePU/s1600-h/Gilly+and+Kami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386642329824559634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEyqMlGghI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/FXpFZS4dePU/s320/Gilly+and+Kami.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob's youngest sister got married last Friday! She is the youngest so...no more weddings for a long time. It was a great day and it is always fun to see two people so excited to start their lives together. Here are just a few pictures from the day! Congrats Steve and Kami! &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/1023429400497160948-4489737562804685693?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4489737562804685693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4489737562804685693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4489737562804685693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4489737562804685693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEzyRAU7gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/dCGvFnkzO18/s72-c/oh+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1928739735318914105</id><published>2009-09-28T14:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:54:53.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEiXgWnVkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6cvgPtGi_EM/s1600-h/SANY2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386624416528946754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEiXgWnVkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6cvgPtGi_EM/s320/SANY2099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fisher is officially a school goer! He is so funny...he acts so big and has no problem with being just like the older kids. His only complaint is that he doesn't go to school more. He is only going one day a week and he hates that! Every morning when he wakes up he asks if it is a school day. I love that he loves it! He comes home so excited to sing me songs and show me his projects! Certainly a big step for both of us:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1928739735318914105?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1928739735318914105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1928739735318914105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1928739735318914105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1928739735318914105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/preschool.html' title='Preschool'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SsEiXgWnVkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6cvgPtGi_EM/s72-c/SANY2099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3577196185363574144</id><published>2009-09-16T10:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:04:46.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SrEZvZUKoFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/IdbhcggipNk/s1600-h/250px-Snacks_Great_Value.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382111331724468306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SrEZvZUKoFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/IdbhcggipNk/s400/250px-Snacks_Great_Value.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find this extremely funny. Those of you who shop at Wal*Mart will know what I am talking about. I am all about saving a buck so YES I buy generic! Most of it tastes just the same as the name brand and I am not TOO proud:)...anyway...Great Value has decided to change the look of their packaging. All of it is white and looks very generic now. I didn't mind the change, BUT my dear husband has had a bit of a struggle. It drives him absolutely crazy that everything looks the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example: There about 10 boxes of stuff lined up in our pantry; fruit snacks, pop tarts, granola bars, etc. ( You know the real healthy stuff) When they are lined up and you are looking at them from the side, you can't really tell what is there. He was like, "We have granola bars? How am I suppose to know that, when all of this damn stuff looks the same?" I love it (a little) that it is torturing him...I kind of think it looks organized! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3577196185363574144?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3577196185363574144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3577196185363574144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3577196185363574144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3577196185363574144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-value.html' title='Great Value'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SrEZvZUKoFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/IdbhcggipNk/s72-c/250px-Snacks_Great_Value.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-466219815436449909</id><published>2009-09-07T21:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:58:03.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>8 YeArS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SqXUSG4ZLvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CM5dWRFPDjQ/s1600-h/wedding+pics+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378938737513803506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SqXUSG4ZLvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CM5dWRFPDjQ/s320/wedding+pics+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SqXUKdFAuBI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zmAQEQhywvs/s1600-h/wedding+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378938606033352722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SqXUKdFAuBI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zmAQEQhywvs/s320/wedding+pics+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't marry that person you can live with. Marry that person you can't live without!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 Years ago today, Rob and I got married! It's weird to think that it has been 8...wow! I can't believe how much has happened and how fast the time has gone. I said to Rob today, "Does it feel like 8 years?" and he said, "It feels like 16!"...but it really has been almost 16 years since we decided we liked each other. That's an even bigger...WOW!! And to think we still like each other:) Happy Anniversary to us! I sure do LOVE you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-466219815436449909?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/466219815436449909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=466219815436449909' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/466219815436449909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/466219815436449909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/8-years.html' title='8 YeArS!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SqXUSG4ZLvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CM5dWRFPDjQ/s72-c/wedding+pics+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3204670291835930308</id><published>2009-08-26T21:14:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:36:22.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations and the Bus Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpX-HT-AqCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/J2p8su3Losk/s1600-h/school+bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374481131909457954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpX-HT-AqCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/J2p8su3Losk/s400/school+bus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some interesting conversations this week. Here are just a few of them. I needed to hurry and blog about them before I forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation #1&lt;br /&gt;Me: What did you do at school?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Went to recess.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What else did you do?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Went to recess.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did you do anything else?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Played on the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation #2&lt;br /&gt;Rob: How was school?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Good&lt;br /&gt;Rob: Good&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Brayton got kicked in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;Rob: What? (holding his laugh in)&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Yeah TJ kicked Brayton in the balls at the bus stop. Brayton was being SO mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation #3&lt;br /&gt;This took place right before bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;Heston: TJ was late to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin: Yeah, we made TJ late for school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin: Well, Heston and TJ were having a dance off...&lt;br /&gt;Heston: And then Gillyin bumped into TJ and messed his glasses up...&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin: I didn't mean to...&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Well, you did and he had to go home so his mom could fix them.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So he missed the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: Yes...he never came back.&lt;br /&gt;Rob: Did you break his glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You were having a dance off?&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin: Yeah, mom they were break dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Rob:Were did you learn to break dance?&lt;br /&gt;Heston: I just know, dad!&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin: I DIDN'T MEAN TO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am thinking the bus stop is a pretty eventful place at 7:30 AM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3204670291835930308?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3204670291835930308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3204670291835930308' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3204670291835930308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3204670291835930308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/conversations-and-bus-stop.html' title='Conversations and the Bus Stop'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpX-HT-AqCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/J2p8su3Losk/s72-c/school+bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-682562858353307580</id><published>2009-08-25T16:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:24:06.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRjWJhC7xI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dnQX-G57sH0/s1600-h/SANY2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374029487522639634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRjWJhC7xI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dnQX-G57sH0/s320/SANY2001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRi__hkgdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/adlnAkqvvHo/s1600-h/SANY1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374029106883363282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRi__hkgdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/adlnAkqvvHo/s320/SANY1999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRivaHNl_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6HqZih1KP8k/s1600-h/SANY1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028821962790898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRivaHNl_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6HqZih1KP8k/s320/SANY1990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gillyin started school on the 19th...2nd grade and I cannot believe it! Heston started kindergarten yesterday. He was so excited! That sure makes it easier to send them when they are excited about going! Gilly was excited to help Heston with getting to school too! They both love the bus. We will see how much they love it in a few years. :) I can't wait to see what this school year will bring!&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/1023429400497160948-682562858353307580?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/682562858353307580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=682562858353307580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/682562858353307580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/682562858353307580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-days.html' title='School Days!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRjWJhC7xI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dnQX-G57sH0/s72-c/SANY2001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-9139364608697840604</id><published>2009-08-25T15:39:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:12:46.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                              BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374023386671213506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRdzCEt68I/AAAAAAAAAbY/oGM4C7j7rsI/s200/SANY1959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                            &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374023641614046594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpReB3z01YI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2hCET1keOR0/s200/SANY1981.JPG" /&gt;                                                                             AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a giant willow tree in our front yard. The last time we had it trimmed was about 3 years ago. Well, like any good tree...it grew and it grew and it grew! When it started hanging over the street and sweeping it's branches on the roofs of every vehicle that drove by we thought maybe it was time to take care of the tree! Rob decided that he would do the job. Of course I was nervous because...a man with a chain saw standing on a ladder with his two little side kicks to help...was asking for a trip to the ER! So my bright husband decides to go get the forklift! Brilliant right? Ruston (bro in law) drives the fork lift  to our house from 12T. They put a pallet on the fork lift as a platform to stand on and Ruston lifts Rob up and down so he can rid the tree of it's massive over growth! I was a bit impressed by their team work.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRe2AX3paI/AAAAAAAAAbw/KAlfL0feVW8/s1600-h/SANY1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374024537265907106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRe2AX3paI/AAAAAAAAAbw/KAlfL0feVW8/s200/SANY1971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRfNEYg5KI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kWhsKXx_DAE/s1600-h/SANY1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374024933479343266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRfNEYg5KI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kWhsKXx_DAE/s200/SANY1967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-9139364608697840604?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9139364608697840604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=9139364608697840604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/9139364608697840604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/9139364608697840604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-after-we-have-giant-willow-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SpRdzCEt68I/AAAAAAAAAbY/oGM4C7j7rsI/s72-c/SANY1959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2564863497925174671</id><published>2009-08-13T11:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:20:17.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MiLe StOnEs!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoSRD0WpDdI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FZDJqjo35Ms/s1600-h/MOMS-ME-ZONE-LOGO-medium.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369576150511717842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoSRD0WpDdI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FZDJqjo35Ms/s320/MOMS-ME-ZONE-LOGO-medium.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So much has been happening with my kiddos lately. I seriously can see a light at the end of the very long mommy tunnel. Now...I know that the mom thing is forever...which I am grateful for, and I LOVE my children, but I am excited to be making my way to the next stages of mommy hood! A year ago I would have thought this day would never come. Gilly is so responsible and has actually started to help with cleaning the house. She is becoming such a big help. Heston is going into kindergarten and so that makes 2 kids in school and I pray that the kindergarten experience will help him to mature. Fisher is riding a 2 wheeler, is potty trained and will be going to pre-school. Griffyn is almost 7 months, is crawling, and eating food. I know life will ALWAYS be crazy and busy, but I will NEVER have 2 kids in diapers again:)...in 5 months I will NEVER have to buy another can of formula and both of those things are hard to believe. I am so thankful for my kids and that I am their mother. I learn so much about life everyday because of them. Hipp Hip Horay for MiLe StOnEs!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2564863497925174671?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2564863497925174671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2564863497925174671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2564863497925174671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2564863497925174671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/mile-stones.html' title='MiLe StOnEs!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoSRD0WpDdI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FZDJqjo35Ms/s72-c/MOMS-ME-ZONE-LOGO-medium.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5946181003628150748</id><published>2009-08-10T20:07:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:30:08.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDWCPK0L-I/AAAAAAAAAak/nd2QJPu8sgw/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53666_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B66347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526089745608674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDWCPK0L-I/AAAAAAAAAak/nd2QJPu8sgw/s400/232323232%7Ffp53666_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B66347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDWLq2JK-I/AAAAAAAAAas/oNALIzoKWuI/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp536_9_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B6_347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 72px; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526251793918946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDWLq2JK-I/AAAAAAAAAas/oNALIzoKWuI/s400/232323232%7Ffp536_9_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B6_347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDV1UKqoRI/AAAAAAAAAac/MZnoZeanVxw/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53697_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5494347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525867748860178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDV1UKqoRI/AAAAAAAAAac/MZnoZeanVxw/s400/232323232%7Ffp53697_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5494347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVdFxnkmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6FCqsdH9XwM/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53668_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B72347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525451568845410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVdFxnkmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6FCqsdH9XwM/s400/232323232%7Ffp53668_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B72347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVVDQm9mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VueiwiZDpCo/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53696_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5484347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525313454569058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVVDQm9mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VueiwiZDpCo/s400/232323232%7Ffp53696_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5484347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVrYf5F_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/0E3_Mk7nHcY/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp536_6_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B62347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525697112938482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDVrYf5F_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/0E3_Mk7nHcY/s400/232323232%7Ffp536_6_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B62347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gillyin and I took a girls trip to Orem this past weekend! She was having a "feel sorry for myself" thing going on. Her complaint was that I never spend anytime with her and that Griffyn gets ALL the attention. I needed to run up to get some last school things and some salon supplies so I thought that we would just make a little trip out of it. Friday night we got pedicures at the mall! Who doesn't L O V E that? and then went to the California Pizza Kitchen for dinner. It's kind of "our" place to eat. Then of course it was ice cream from Cold Stone! Getting to stay in a hotel without the boys was nice too :)! Saturday Gillyin got brave and decided she wanted her ears pierced! She did so good and looks absolutely BEAUTIFUL with a little *bling*! We got all of our stuff done and had a F U N time! I found the best store in the mall too! It is called Bohme....do not ask me how to pronounce that:)...but I found theeeeee cutest jeans EVER! I hope that Gilly feels better about life after getting to spend some one on one time with me! It was good for me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. don't you just love her toothless look! she has just about broke the tooth fairy this summer!&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/1023429400497160948-5946181003628150748?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5946181003628150748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5946181003628150748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5946181003628150748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5946181003628150748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-trip.html' title='Girls Trip!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SoDWCPK0L-I/AAAAAAAAAak/nd2QJPu8sgw/s72-c/232323232%7Ffp53666_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B66347vq0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3167537841073200393</id><published>2009-08-09T18:03:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:21:48.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sevier County Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9l96r0iwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/quUqrPPdtM4/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53695_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B9347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121395248401154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9l96r0iwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/quUqrPPdtM4/s400/232323232%7Ffp53695_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B9347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mozAYAgI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SXkK5WBwRAw/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53667_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B8347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 72px; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368122131921502722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mozAYAgI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SXkK5WBwRAw/s400/232323232%7Ffp53667_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B8347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9l04N8muI/AAAAAAAAAZM/TNla7gpvWEM/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp536_7_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5455347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121239967406818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9l04N8muI/AAAAAAAAAZM/TNla7gpvWEM/s400/232323232%7Ffp536_7_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5455347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mWqTXk7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/ttDDgGUbuuM/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp536%3B8_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5478347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121820347601842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mWqTXk7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/ttDDgGUbuuM/s400/232323232%7Ffp536%3B8_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32677%3B5478347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mNyhZW4I/AAAAAAAAAZk/MzpeDdGsUmA/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53663_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B7347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 72px; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121667935099778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mNyhZW4I/AAAAAAAAAZk/MzpeDdGsUmA/s400/232323232%7Ffp53663_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B7347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mF7QyzZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yFgpX8XbjxM/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53669_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B49347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121532842429842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mF7QyzZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yFgpX8XbjxM/s400/232323232%7Ffp53669_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B49347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9lqi7EkkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NzqmaDqnUw4/s1600-h/2009-08-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 72px; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121062452400706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9lqi7EkkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NzqmaDqnUw4/s400/2009-08-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mcmoJ-3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RFzoG2WQbn4/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp536_7_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B4%3B347vq0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368121922440264562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9mcmoJ-3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RFzoG2WQbn4/s400/232323232%7Ffp536_7_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D3267846%3B4%3B347vq0mrj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just a few pictures from the BIG fair. This year was kind of exciting because our fair grounds just got redone (it needed to be BADLY). With new buildings, arena, and stage so many people will benefit from all that has been done. Fisher was so stinkin' excited to go! It was fun to watch him. As for the 2 older kids, well, we should have left them home. Heston and Gillyin just complained the WHOLE time. Griffyn was chill with just getting packed around:) So can't remember who it was that made the coffin, but I had to take a picture. Who would have thought? And that cabbage was HUGE! &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/1023429400497160948-3167537841073200393?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3167537841073200393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3167537841073200393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3167537841073200393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3167537841073200393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/sevier-county-fair.html' title='Sevier County Fair'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sn9l96r0iwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/quUqrPPdtM4/s72-c/232323232%7Ffp53695_vq%3D4492_7_2_256_WSNRCG%3D32678445%3B9347vq0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5382183168982204671</id><published>2009-08-03T15:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:28:04.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown Up???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SndUo8dZAOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_7jbLlcs8bs/s1600-h/m_ae6352a9ba41048320d58406fd12ac10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365850543436136674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SndUo8dZAOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_7jbLlcs8bs/s320/m_ae6352a9ba41048320d58406fd12ac10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SndVPJwo5uI/AAAAAAAAAY0/452yrqfRVlo/s1600-h/old_wrinkly_woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365851199841560290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SndVPJwo5uI/AAAAAAAAAY0/452yrqfRVlo/s320/old_wrinkly_woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just happened to turn 29 a few weeks ago...and so I have been thinking a lot lately about, well growing up! I don't feel like I am almost 30. I still feel like I just graduated from high school. I don't feel like a responsible adult. I just don't feel like a grown up!!! So what if I have 4 children, a mortgage, and mom mobile. Seriously, when will it hit me? When am I going to realize that...YES, Julia you are a grown up and from now on you will only get older! The whole age thing doesn't freak me out, but when I look in the mirror and see this gray halo at my hair line and wrinkles seem to appear daily around my eyes...that is what FREAKS me out! What on earth is happening? So am I the only one that feels like this? Am I having a whine fest or what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5382183168982204671?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5382183168982204671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5382183168982204671' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5382183168982204671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5382183168982204671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/grown-up.html' title='Grown Up???'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SndUo8dZAOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_7jbLlcs8bs/s72-c/m_ae6352a9ba41048320d58406fd12ac10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-683281136377212344</id><published>2009-07-31T17:40:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:29:22.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th!</title><content type='html'>SO I haven't blogged since Father's Day and now it is almost August. It has been a busy month. Here are some pictures of the 4th of July festivities! It was a hectic week before the 4th. I was working til at least 8 every night and had to get the float ready for the parade, but when the 4th got here it was a blast as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOKF6zZc6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/JYIPKxl8r5M/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783415417205666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOKF6zZc6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/JYIPKxl8r5M/s200/4th+of+july2009+111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOJ5oIlICI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AfAwDvfjCS0/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783204247347234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOJ5oIlICI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AfAwDvfjCS0/s200/4th+of+july2009+104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovin' the GIANT sparklers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOKZvPVjcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EZ5RzxtGgQk/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783755910548930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOKZvPVjcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EZ5RzxtGgQk/s200/4th+of+july2009+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Sheila, Griffyn and Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOJSzWX6mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xtC3lBLHP9U/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782537243093602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOJSzWX6mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xtC3lBLHP9U/s200/4th+of+july2009+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOI7d559ZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FQpi0IBOG00/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364782136349554066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOI7d559ZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FQpi0IBOG00/s200/4th+of+july2009+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOIr_enqvI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0QRFwEnPOkQ/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364781870484007666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOIr_enqvI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0QRFwEnPOkQ/s200/4th+of+july2009+079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Giant slip and slide is always a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOGPoju84I/AAAAAAAAAVw/XBrkouFPzu0/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364779184271848322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOGPoju84I/AAAAAAAAAVw/XBrkouFPzu0/s200/4th+of+july2009+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOGEWe9FvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PnxCRkWcB-A/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364778990441404146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOGEWe9FvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PnxCRkWcB-A/s200/4th+of+july2009+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The float for Miss Sevier County and The Miss Teen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Miss Sevier royalties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOIFg3l17I/AAAAAAAAAWA/dmv9d2khJJU/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364781209432217522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOIFg3l17I/AAAAAAAAAWA/dmv9d2khJJU/s200/4th+of+july2009+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob helping Fisher get the goods! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOFzCkDCVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/CwFh1e7mt3w/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364778693036280146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOFzCkDCVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/CwFh1e7mt3w/s200/4th+of+july2009+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 2 girlies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOHq7ITwcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wo0lOOMI-jI/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780752625189314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOHq7ITwcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wo0lOOMI-jI/s200/4th+of+july2009+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These 2 have a Love/Hate thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOElM5eQpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/GLRBRLJ4Wmw/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364777355780702866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOElM5eQpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/GLRBRLJ4Wmw/s200/4th+of+july2009+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnODaa3XJaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/S9of0FAd-wA/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364776071039755682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnODaa3XJaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/S9of0FAd-wA/s200/4th+of+july2009+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOEP8QQ3NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jYDW44pI-tY/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364776990535638226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOEP8QQ3NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jYDW44pI-tY/s200/4th+of+july2009+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOFgjlwsjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/kZ1Y_4cY01c/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364778375484322354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOFgjlwsjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/kZ1Y_4cY01c/s200/4th+of+july2009+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from the 3rd! After the Children's Parade we always have the family bar-b-q at our house! Yes that is my Fireman husband bar-b-q-ING next to the house! And Kami's plate of food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-683281136377212344?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/683281136377212344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=683281136377212344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/683281136377212344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/683281136377212344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th.html' title='The 4th!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SnOKF6zZc6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/JYIPKxl8r5M/s72-c/4th+of+july2009+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5788869103538599480</id><published>2009-06-21T22:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:31:57.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sj8PTBfNj6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/n-etM1QEm0g/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350011701830717346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sj8PTBfNj6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/n-etM1QEm0g/s320/Lake+Powell+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is 10:35pm. The ending of Rob's 7th year celebrating Fathers day. What a day it has been. I so wish that he would sit down and blog, but since he never will I am going to interrupt his Father's Day. I think deep down we all want those special days such as...birthdays, Valentine's, mother's day, and father's day...to be SPECIAL! Sadly those days seem to fall into the "just another day" category. Today can testify to that. He did get to sleep in and I made him a good breakfast. I just wish on these days things would just go splendidly, but kids still argue with parents, and kids still fight with each other, we still can't get to church on time, our yard still looks like we are having a yard sale, we still are a crazy family! Can't Heavenly Father make these days perfect...just so that we could let that person that is suppose to be celebrating enjoy their day? It would be nice...wouldn't it? Well, since we live in the real world no matter what day it is life is life...and LIFE happens! So Rob, I want just want to say happy father's day! You are a GREAT dad! Our kids and i LOVE you so much! I hope that you still had a special day even though it was a normal CrAzY one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5788869103538599480?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5788869103538599480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5788869103538599480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5788869103538599480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5788869103538599480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sj8PTBfNj6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/n-etM1QEm0g/s72-c/Lake+Powell+2009+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1053801222110507934</id><published>2009-06-21T17:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:45:58.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5441774d5459334e44453d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox photobook: Lake Powell 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5441774d5459334e44453d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own photobook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/photobooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox photobook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1053801222110507934?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1053801222110507934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1053801222110507934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1053801222110507934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1053801222110507934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-smilebox-photobook.html' title=''/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6193597838051738234</id><published>2009-06-17T17:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:14:46.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sjl4s_74VYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0PWwVtfCZYA/s1600-h/gilly%27s+b-day+and+pics+of+the+house+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348438746951341442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sjl4s_74VYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0PWwVtfCZYA/s320/gilly%27s+b-day+and+pics+of+the+house+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So our house is officially For Sale! We have talked about it a million times and now we actually decided to do it. I know this is probably not going to be an easy task, but we will see how it goes. It is kind of sad because we have LOVED our home and our neighborhood, but we have really outgrown it. We have no plans on what we will do if it sells. Hoping that we will be able to find an existing home that will suit our needs. So just a waiting game now! If you know of anyone who may be looking please visit jensonhome.blogspot for details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6193597838051738234?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6193597838051738234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6193597838051738234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6193597838051738234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6193597838051738234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-sale.html' title='For Sale!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sjl4s_74VYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0PWwVtfCZYA/s72-c/gilly%27s+b-day+and+pics+of+the+house+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8435762816564341062</id><published>2009-06-10T17:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:27:05.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilly turned 7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SjBA9-VsygI/AAAAAAAAASI/opAutHE4oJc/s1600-h/girlstripvegas09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345844191138990594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SjBA9-VsygI/AAAAAAAAASI/opAutHE4oJc/s200/girlstripvegas09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gillyin turned 7 on the 6th. (So very weird) She has grown up so fast. She is such a great little girl. She puts up with so much from her brothers and I feel bad because she has to be the responsible child and an example to her siblings. I think her favorite phrase is..."Ugh, this is the worst day EVER!"...even if she has had the best day ever. Such a diva. Oh, Gillyin...what is to come? I hope you had a good birthday, sis! We sure do LOVE YOU Gilly Bean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-8435762816564341062?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8435762816564341062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8435762816564341062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8435762816564341062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8435762816564341062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/gilly-turned-7.html' title='Gilly turned 7!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SjBA9-VsygI/AAAAAAAAASI/opAutHE4oJc/s72-c/girlstripvegas09+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1406410904401295652</id><published>2009-06-04T16:40:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:03:59.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fisher!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihQSQrb-QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PGQZ4yaYiXk/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2009+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343609232520116482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihQSQrb-QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PGQZ4yaYiXk/s200/Lake+Powell+2009+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihQoDwojaI/AAAAAAAAASA/oUZe7tIRdmQ/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2009+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343609607009373602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihQoDwojaI/AAAAAAAAASA/oUZe7tIRdmQ/s200/Lake+Powell+2009+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihP6TvxnKI/AAAAAAAAARw/0E7JkXPswNk/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2009+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343608821026757794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihP6TvxnKI/AAAAAAAAARw/0E7JkXPswNk/s200/Lake+Powell+2009+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fisher turned 3 on the 2nd! We celebrated on the houseboat. When we asked how old he was he would say, "NOTHIN'!". I baked him a cake...which I have never done for birthdays, but there wasn't a Wal-Mart on the water. Let me just say baking in a tiny oven and not having any source of being level is my excuse for baking a slanted, slightly burnt on the bottom, chocolate fudge cake! I am glad he is 3 and not 13 or I would have never heard the end of my ghetto cake! Ithard  to believe he is 3. He is such a little funny man! He is always cracking us up. I am SO thankful that he is apart of our family. WE LOVE YOU FISHERMAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1023429400497160948-1406410904401295652?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1406410904401295652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1406410904401295652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1406410904401295652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1406410904401295652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/fisher.html' title='Fisher!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SihQSQrb-QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PGQZ4yaYiXk/s72-c/Lake+Powell+2009+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5029015428890695371</id><published>2009-05-22T14:19:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:23:39.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338751620605121986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ShcOUCI1lcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3eOUUXoXt_c/s320/Easter+09+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Life has been SO busy! I think MAY is always a busy month. So....at the beginning of the month I had the Miss Sevier pageant. This being my second year doing it I thought that it would be so much easier, but it was just as stressful as last year. It was a busy week with 12 young ladies from Sevier County. As much WORK as it is....I LOVE DOING IT! The girls are a lot of fun to be around and I am glad that I can contribute my time to our community. It is very rewarding. THANK YOU to all of you that helped me and came to watch! The theme this year was "Pure Country" and THAT it was...in the PUREST sense! It will be fun to work with the girls who are in the royalty this year! Good Luck, Ashley with Miss Richfield!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338752267614220658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ShcO5sb08XI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ev6AedFLm0Q/s320/Easter+09+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heston has started t-ball! That has been a lot of fun! His team is the Lugnuts...there could not be a better name for a group of 5 and 6 year old boys! Rob is also coaching Heston's team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338753136306820930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ShcPsQkSF0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/rozWdND3tEk/s200/Easter+09+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338753380657364626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ShcP6e1_fpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/9bxneggdCvk/s200/Easter+09+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last week Heston graduated from one of his preschools and then had another preschool graduation this week. I can't believe he is going to be in Kindergarten. He had such a great experience going to preschool and had such wonderful teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin and Heston also had a dance recital this week. It is always fun to watch them dance. Our battery died in our camera...so unprepared!  It is taking SO long to get the videos downloaded...I give up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is about it for now, but there is still a week and a half left in the month and we will have Rob's grandma's 90th b-day party, Gilly's last week of 1st grade, and then we are leaving for Lake Powell on the 30th! &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/1023429400497160948-5029015428890695371?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5029015428890695371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5029015428890695371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5029015428890695371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5029015428890695371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ShcOUCI1lcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3eOUUXoXt_c/s72-c/Easter+09+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8490765247142473273</id><published>2009-05-08T11:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:40:17.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SgRuaAaLMzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qe_JWb4v5Zc/s1600-h/Moms.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333509251778949938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SgRuaAaLMzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qe_JWb4v5Zc/s320/Moms.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this WONDERFUL e-mail today from my Grandma! Thought I would share with all you WONERFUL MOMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.! I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom . Send this to someone who you think is an awesome Mom. May you always be overwhelmed by the Grace of God rather than by the cares of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1023429400497160948-8490765247142473273?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8490765247142473273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8490765247142473273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8490765247142473273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8490765247142473273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SgRuaAaLMzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qe_JWb4v5Zc/s72-c/Moms.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4172383823010202169</id><published>2009-05-01T14:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:19:57.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we CrAzY yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SftmIo1fpkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mPwAUEIiQTg/s1600-h/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SftmIo1fpkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mPwAUEIiQTg/s320/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330966882509891138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never have imagined 3 1/2 months ago that adding just one more to our family would turn my world upside down! Since Griffyn has been born time has certainly FLOWN! I cannot believe that she is almost 4 months and that it is MAY!!! Seriously people...can anyone tell me what happened to Feb., March, and April? I find that my day has just started and then it is over. Constantly RUNNING! I used to think that my wonderful aunt, who I adore, was the SPACIEST woman ever!I now know that she was and is just a MOTHER! Just about EVERY day I think I have lost my mind...and as soon as I find it, well, I loose it again! What has happened? It really is amazing to me...LIFE! I have been trying to make an effort to really pay attention to the things my kids say and do that I want to remember. We are DEFINITELY done having children and I feel at peace with that, but I am cherishing the little things so much more now. I truly do know now that one day I am going to turn around and Gillyin will be getting married, Heston will be serving a mission,Fisher will be graduating from high school and Griffyn will be asking to borrow the car. And I will WONDER where the years went. I know my DEAR husband gets sick of me saying every night...I AM EXHAUSTED...because it is now the JOKE of our life. But I am! I never would have thought 10 years ago that my life would be the way it is today, but I am BLESSED a million times over for how my life has turned out so far. I need to take a step back every once in a while and realize that.I am lucky to have a wonderful husband and 4 wonderful children and a life so CRAZY! Don't get me wrong there are days I think of packing my bags and running away, but I never follow through with it :)! So I will swim through the laundry piles, trudge my way through the crumbs, and pull my hair out over gum stuck to every thing I own! I will continue to complain, cry, and on occasion SCREAM, but I am pretty SURE that more joy will come from all of that than anything else! I will continue to drink my diet coke and continuously pray to get me through the day...and that is FINE with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that read this whole post...Thanks for your patients...and for those of you that know me best...you know that I scream a little more than on occasion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4172383823010202169?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4172383823010202169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4172383823010202169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4172383823010202169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4172383823010202169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-we-crazy-yet.html' title='Are we CrAzY yet?'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SftmIo1fpkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mPwAUEIiQTg/s72-c/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4410883684157606115</id><published>2009-04-15T14:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:10:44.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some funny things!</title><content type='html'>I have been noticing the last week or so that my kids have been saying and doing some funny stuff. I wish I could remember it all, but here are few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fisher asked me the other day where the Easter Bunny lived. I told him that he lives in a big hole in the ground, called a burrow. He asks..."Like dranpa Melvin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.The other night after getting Heston's jammas on he sat down in my lap. He then starts to talk about the jets on his pajama pants. Telling me which ones were faster and so on. Also on his pants is an outline of a cityscape...he points to it and says..."This is a city. I'm pretty sure it is Northica." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 is probably one of those...you had to be there things&lt;br /&gt;3. Yesterday morning Gillyin tells me she will be wearing her High School Musical shirt to school. I don't let her wear it to school much because, well, I am not a fan of clothes and shoes with cartoons or movie things on them. Because I don't want to be a horrible mother I let her wear it. I french braided a headband in her hair and then put her hair in pigtails. K, so she rode the bus home with a friend after school. At 6 I go to pick her up from her friends house and one of her pigtails has fallen out. She tells me that the rubber band broke before school even started. I asked her why she just didn't pull the other one out and she shrugged her shoulders. Ok? Last night I was telling Rob about her fab new hair style...Gillyin then says, "Yeah, I bet I looked like a total idiot in my picture!".....WHAT?....She had spring pictures yesterday at school! I had completely forgot! After that I had this image in my mind of the photographer taking her picture...and what a little rag muffin she must have looked like. PRICELESS! I couldn't stop laughing. Now I am thinking I SO should have bought a packet of pictures...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4410883684157606115?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4410883684157606115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4410883684157606115' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4410883684157606115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4410883684157606115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-some-funny-things.html' title='Just some funny things!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3974785364280493377</id><published>2009-04-12T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:39:35.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f4463784d7a45344f413d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Easter" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f4463784d7a45344f413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3974785364280493377?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3974785364280493377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3974785364280493377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3974785364280493377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3974785364280493377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-smilebox-scrapbook.html' title=''/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3020751057837000609</id><published>2009-03-30T14:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:43:28.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Melvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdEuwi7lOaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nWjQvubSMro/s1600-h/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319084046446573986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdEuwi7lOaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nWjQvubSMro/s320/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdEuThc0HJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fL1jK4ERnpU/s1600-h/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319083547832884370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdEuThc0HJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fL1jK4ERnpU/s400/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob's grandpa Jenson passed away last week. It was kind of a hard week. He was such a WONDERFUL man! I am blessed to have been able to know him. Rob was really close to him and it was hard for him to see his grandpa go. My boys LOVED going over to his home in Monroe and helping with yard work and feeding the horses. It was especially difficult to tell them that he had passed. Fisher, I know is too young to really get it all and Heston has been really good about it. When we told him he said..."I feel some pain about Grandpa Melvin"...He tried to get grandpa to answer him at the viewing and kept say..."Grandpa, Grandpa...can you hear me?" We reassured him that he could hear him, but that he wouldn't answer back. :)When he said his prayers that night he thanked Heavenly Father for "helping grandpa Melvin get to heaven"...I am so so thankful for the knowledge that we have through the gospel. We are so BLESSED! The funeral was beautiful. What an HONORABLE man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3020751057837000609?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3020751057837000609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3020751057837000609' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3020751057837000609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3020751057837000609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/grandpa-melvin.html' title='Grandpa Melvin'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdEuwi7lOaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nWjQvubSMro/s72-c/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5816652277998583772</id><published>2009-03-27T15:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:09:53.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sc1AgGGw-yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3PbuKHeg6eg/s1600-h/New_Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317977655133403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sc1AgGGw-yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3PbuKHeg6eg/s400/New_Hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a friend that is making the CUTEST knit hats to raise money to have IVF. As some of you know this is SUPER DUPER expensive and so she has decided to start selling these darling hats. I put a button here on our blog...you should take a look!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5816652277998583772?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5816652277998583772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5816652277998583772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5816652277998583772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5816652277998583772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/helping-out.html' title='Helping Out!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sc1AgGGw-yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3PbuKHeg6eg/s72-c/New_Hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-9194260817471243778</id><published>2009-03-09T12:25:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:05:53.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I can't believe I got a picture of her smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbViZHn8olI/AAAAAAAAAOA/woHdkZABRpU/s1600-h/griff%27s+blessing+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311259519236219474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbViZHn8olI/AAAAAAAAAOA/woHdkZABRpU/s320/griff%27s+blessing+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had Griffyn's blessing this past Sunday. What a busy day! All of Rob's brothers and sisters came. My dad came from Colorado and my sister and her family and my aunt and her family were there too! We are so blessed to have so many great people in our lives! After her blessing we had dinner at the fire station. Lots of room and the kids love to climb on the fire trucks! Thanks you guys for traveling to be with us on such a special day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbVgd0hd4FI/AAAAAAAAAN4/y8OgGMdyXy0/s1600-h/griff%27s+blessing+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311257400984854610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbVgd0hd4FI/AAAAAAAAAN4/y8OgGMdyXy0/s320/griff%27s+blessing+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids love when papa J.R. comes because then they get to go swimming in the hotel pool and because they don't get to see him that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311259979072519426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbViz4pdvQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pLVJhBq028M/s320/griff%27s+blessing+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had to get a picture of Griffin holding Griffyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311312199144357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbWSTfkyvWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DzYuBAhs4sw/s320/griff%27s+blessing+034.jpg" border="0" /&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/1023429400497160948-9194260817471243778?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9194260817471243778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=9194260817471243778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/9194260817471243778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/9194260817471243778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SbViZHn8olI/AAAAAAAAAOA/woHdkZABRpU/s72-c/griff%27s+blessing+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6965087609349442837</id><published>2009-03-04T20:50:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:27:14.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm just not feeling it DOG"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After tonight's result show and the revealing of the wild card contestants...I just have to blog about this! I am not sure about Idol this year. There are a few that I really like and then there are the rest! I do not get it! So just to vent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9N7C9j0gI/AAAAAAAAANg/gfslBbLiHKc/s1600-h/Phsyco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309548162495795714" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9N7C9j0gI/AAAAAAAAANg/gfslBbLiHKc/s200/Phsyco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TATIANA...ahhhhh...WHAT? What were they thinking? I know that they do things for ratings, but I cannot stand that basket case! She is either bipolar or and actress. One word...ok 2 words...TOTAL DRAMA! One minute she has an accent and then the next she doesn't...Hollywood week she was so out there and then when she sang as one of the 36 she seemed like she had taken a Valium. Whoa! Now she has a chance at the the top 12:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9O3dIWDbI/AAAAAAAAANo/p_hOpOKZbU8/s1600-h/Eyebrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309549200312503730" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9O3dIWDbI/AAAAAAAAANo/p_hOpOKZbU8/s200/Eyebrows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now I have to vent about Jorge! K..I know that the guy can sing. I just can't stand to watch this sweet Puerto Rican bust out "Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me"! Holy Smokes folks! So maybe if I close my eyes I could listen to it, but Idol needs to help the kid out with &lt;strong&gt;those eyebrows!&lt;/strong&gt; They are a little on the freaky side. It looks like they may have tried to shape them, but he has some caterpillars growing there. I was hoping my man Ju'not would get through instead of Jorge:( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9TOO6z_gI/AAAAAAAAANw/Uyzam-hHLxI/s1600-h/Megan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309553989681151490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9TOO6z_gI/AAAAAAAAANw/Uyzam-hHLxI/s200/Megan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few more things that I could vent about, but I will get on to the good news. Our girl, Megan Corkrey, from Utah has another shot at the top 12! I am SO EXCITED! I think she is darling and so different! She does do a little funny dance thing when she sings, but I LOVE this girl! I don't ever vote...and I know if I don't vote then I shouldn't say anything about who gets through, but I am going to vote tomorrow night. Megan, I will be doing my best to get you into the top 12! (you know she is gonna read this)...:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Update...K...I forgot that the judges got to pick out of the wild cards. I am so happy they chose Megan as one of the top 12...13...I would have voted a bizillion times though Megan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6965087609349442837?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6965087609349442837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6965087609349442837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6965087609349442837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6965087609349442837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-just-not-feeling-it-dog.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m just not feeling it DOG&quot;'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa9N7C9j0gI/AAAAAAAAANg/gfslBbLiHKc/s72-c/Phsyco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4241674532043263453</id><published>2009-03-03T18:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:36:21.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heston the Romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa3aggziYHI/AAAAAAAAANY/OSotBPf3BR0/s1600-h/not+sure+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309139787836448882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa3aggziYHI/AAAAAAAAANY/OSotBPf3BR0/s320/not+sure+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa3aNIe9LzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/DuagSdh-9os/s1600-h/not+sure+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309139454890159922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa3aNIe9LzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/DuagSdh-9os/s320/not+sure+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heston has had this thing for a little girl in his pre-school class...for a very long time. Her name is Katelyn and she is so cute and sweet. His teachers tell me that he is always saving her a spot on the rug and is such a little gentlemen. If we time it just right and they get dropped off at the same time he always makes sure to open the door for her. A few months ago I picked him up from school and he was so sad and kind of crying. When I asked him what was wrong he told me that he was never going back to school because Katelyn didn't play with him. She was playing with a new girl. I couldn't believe how heart broken he was. Things obviously were ok because he went back to school and him and Katelyn are still friends. Well about a week ago he came to me and said, "Mom I want to make Katelyn a necklace with Gillyin's beads and sneak it into her cubby"...How cute is that? I asked him where he got that idea and he told me he just thought of it. I don't know if he really did or if he saw it on "The Suite Life", but I told him he could sure teach his dad a few things! Ok...so today when I picked him up from school he told me that him and Katelyn got put into time out for fighting...lol! and then in the next breath told me..."Oh, and Katelyn told me she loves me"...HAHAHA! And then said that they were sitting at the table together and started fighting again, so he had to move to the other table. HOLY COW! They are 5! Well, when we got home he went and got Gillyin's beads and we sat down and made a necklace and a bracelet for her. Heston picked out the colors, but I had to do the making...he isn't patient enough to string the beads! He is pretty proud of himself and can't wait to give them to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4241674532043263453?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4241674532043263453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4241674532043263453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4241674532043263453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4241674532043263453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/heston-romantic.html' title='Heston the Romantic'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa3aggziYHI/AAAAAAAAANY/OSotBPf3BR0/s72-c/not+sure+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5850156122411998328</id><published>2009-03-03T14:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:59:29.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa2n_eydloI/AAAAAAAAANI/MAXhI03m_0o/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309084244777997954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa2n_eydloI/AAAAAAAAANI/MAXhI03m_0o/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO...I haven't watched any of the Bachelors. How I got into this season..I have NO idea. After the big FINALE last night I have decided this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever thinks that they can find the person that they are going to spend the rest of their life with on a 6 week, living in LaLa Land show is an...IDIOT! K, so...Jason was a total MORON. If he wasn't 100% sure who to choose, or if he was "falling for 2 people" then I am pretty sure he should have said so...instead of doing what he did. If I would have been Melissa I so would have SMACKED him. And if I were Molly I so would have SMACKED him AGAIN! But then again...they signed up for this reality show! What can you expect? I don't think that I will be tuning in to watch another season...EVER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5850156122411998328?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5850156122411998328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5850156122411998328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5850156122411998328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5850156122411998328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/what.html' title='WHAT?'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sa2n_eydloI/AAAAAAAAANI/MAXhI03m_0o/s72-c/08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4381415421480664980</id><published>2009-02-23T15:42:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:48:07.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sax8f233l9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/SfXvPxAg1E0/s1600-h/cher+sonny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754947510605778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sax8f233l9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/SfXvPxAg1E0/s320/cher+sonny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sax8IJr3F5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/x4YtLEjjqxE/s1600-h/cher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308754540243654546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sax8IJr3F5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/x4YtLEjjqxE/s400/cher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;S0 I bought tickets today to go see Cher. My mom turned 50 last October and so my sister and I decided for her b-day we would take her to see CHER. She is a HUGE fan! It just so happens that she has a show in Vegas now at the Colosseum at Ceasers Palace. How about that...lol...I know, I know, this may make a few people jealous. (I am trying not to brag) I think the best part of the whole thing will be watching my mother. Oh the pictures &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I plan on taking! Never in my life did I think I would do this, but I am sure it will be FUN! Wish me luck...or something!HAHAHA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4381415421480664980?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4381415421480664980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4381415421480664980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4381415421480664980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4381415421480664980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/cher.html' title='CHER'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/Sax8f233l9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/SfXvPxAg1E0/s72-c/cher+sonny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8403085503573915142</id><published>2009-02-19T18:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:39:10.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SoMe FuNnY sTuFf!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SZ4Jlk_bouI/AAAAAAAAAMI/w-RkASzZrEQ/s1600-h/m_e6f1e30d390774350524479997a85f0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304687952278561506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SZ4Jlk_bouI/AAAAAAAAAMI/w-RkASzZrEQ/s320/m_e6f1e30d390774350524479997a85f0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So many of you are so good and making sure to blog the cute things that your kids say. I love to read them too. So I thought that I should make sure I blog some of the cute things that have been said to me lately...&lt;br /&gt;Gillyin..."Mom, so you know how Heston is always mean to me? He will go to the bottom world, right?"...me.."He can repent for being mean to you."...Gillyin.."He is gonna be busy then"&lt;br /&gt;Rob had set Griffyn on the kitchen counter in her car seat and went to do something outside. I got home and walked inside and Heston was on the counter trying to give her, her binki and talking to her. He then said..."Mom, she was crying and I didn't want her to cry all by herself."&lt;br /&gt;Today Fisher had two big ol' bugers in his nose. I tried and tried to get him to let me wipe his nose, but it was a fight so I stopped. He then went outside to ride his bike. When it was time to pick up Heston from school I went outside and his nose was clean. I asked him,"What happened to your bugers?" Fisher says, "I ate all"and opened his mouth. I asked,"You ate your bugers?" His answer, "Yea!"....BOYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-8403085503573915142?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8403085503573915142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8403085503573915142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8403085503573915142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8403085503573915142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-funny-stuff.html' title='SoMe FuNnY sTuFf!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SZ4Jlk_bouI/AAAAAAAAAMI/w-RkASzZrEQ/s72-c/m_e6f1e30d390774350524479997a85f0c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6555975018522146656</id><published>2009-02-18T21:03:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:35:13.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A to Z-TAG</title><content type='html'>A--Attached or Single: attached, Rob and I have been married 7.5 years!&lt;br /&gt;B--Best Friend: Emily...I agree here...I would have to say Rob!&lt;br /&gt;C--Cake or Pie: KEY LIME CHEESE CAKE from the Cheese Cake Factory&lt;br /&gt;D--Day of Choice: Fridays...always have loved Fridays. For some reason it's a day when I try find something cute to wear. Guess I am hoping I will get taken on a date!&lt;br /&gt;E--Essential Item: Wow...this is hard. I will say my vacuum. Without it I be living in a sea of crumbs, dirt, and paper scraps!&lt;br /&gt;F--Favorite Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;G--Greatest Accomplishment: Not sure if you would consider this an accomplishment but, being able to have a business from home. It is great to be home with my kids!&lt;br /&gt;H--Hometown: Richfield, Ut&lt;br /&gt;I--Indulgences: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;J--January or July: July.&lt;br /&gt;K--Kids: Four...and yes that is a lot Emily!&lt;br /&gt;L--Life is incomplete without: My family...life is so crazy, but if Rob ever takes the kids for a little while after about an hour I am going crazy wanting them to come back home!&lt;br /&gt;M--Marriage Date: Sept.7, 2001&lt;br /&gt;N--Number of Siblings: 3...older sister and brother and younger brother&lt;br /&gt;O--Oranges or Apples: Apples&lt;br /&gt;P--Phobias or fears: Phobias...anything that crawls or flys! Fears...losing someone I love. I never have had a loved one pass away.&lt;br /&gt;Q--Quotes: I have lots...I read one today that was,"If you can't stand behind our soldiers, try standing in front of them" Love that!&lt;br /&gt;R--Reason to Smile: Shopping&lt;br /&gt;S--Season: Fall&lt;br /&gt;T--Tag 5 Friends: Ashley B., Ashley R.,Alesha, Heidi, Liz&lt;br /&gt;U--Unknown fact about you:I have 2 tattoos...the reason your only 19 once!&lt;br /&gt;V--Very favorite store: TARGET!!!&lt;br /&gt;W--Worst habit: Not being able to tell people "no"&lt;br /&gt;X--X-ray or Ultra Sound: Both I guess...have had my share of both.&lt;br /&gt;Y--Your favorite food: Authentic Mexican&lt;br /&gt;Z--Zodiac: Cancer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6555975018522146656?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6555975018522146656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6555975018522146656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6555975018522146656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6555975018522146656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-z-tag.html' title='A to Z-TAG'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4604305807574729839</id><published>2009-02-17T08:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:50:15.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work....Aahhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>I have been back to work for a little over a week now! Yes...I think I must be crazy. Last week was the WORST, because Griffyn still was not sleeping at night and so the only rest I would get was between 7:30AM and 9:00 AM! Then get the boys ready and myself and then Griffyn. I scheduled all my appointments for the afternoon and it is a dang good thing because it seriously took all morning to accomplish the getting ready task! Every time I would get the baby asleep and lay her down in her cradle Fisher would have to go and hug and kiss her and then she would wake up and want to be held. So this was me...shower...hold the baby...get dressed...hold the baby...tell Fisher to leave her alone...start my make-up...hold the baby...remind Fisher to leave her alone...finish make-up...hold the baby...YELL at Fisher for waking her up again...say a prayer that I could get through the morning...! I kept thinking to myself, how am I ever going to do this? When we went to the baby show in Vegas last Sept. we got this wrap called a MOBE.  That thing is a life saver...FOR SURE! It is like a 20 foot long piece of fabric that you wrap a special way around you and then it creates a pocket to put the baby in and then you can do a million things while holding the baby, but have your hands free to do everything! I wore it a lot last week and even did hair while wearing it! I was exhausted by 7:00 PM and wasn't sure if I could really go back to work and be a mom of 4. It was overwhelming to say the least...especially because I forgot Gillyin at the high school and was 10 minutes late picking her up and I forgot to send Heston's Valentines with him to take to pre-school. I was really feeling like the WORST mother ever by the end of the week. I have got to come up with some sort of organization! Women had told me, "Oh, after 3 kids you could have 10", this is what I say to that..."THAT IS BIG FAT LIE!" I know that things will get easier once we get a routine down. It actually has gotten a little easier this week. Griffyn has slept better at night, which makes a huge difference. Now if I could hire a maid life would be perfect! (maybe not perfect, but at least my house would be clean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4604305807574729839?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4604305807574729839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4604305807574729839' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4604305807574729839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4604305807574729839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-workaahhhhhh.html' title='Back to work....Aahhhhhh!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5583294933532541314</id><published>2009-02-14T20:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:15:57.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A cute little story for VALENTINES</title><content type='html'>I thought this was so sweet! I found it while checking my e-mail. Since today is he big V-day...thought I would share it.  It put a smile on my face because situations like this are an everyday part of our lives and sometimes they turn into the most precious and meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work and Play&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, when my husband and I transitioned our son, Sawyer, into a big-boy bed, he refused to nap alone. We explained that we couldn't sleep with him; there was no room in his bed. Of course, he found a loophole. "Sleep next to my bed," he said. "There's room on my rug." Except he kept peeking over his guardrail to giggle at the sight of us. "Use my blanket and build a tent and you lie under it on the rug," he said, "so I don't see you." From our hideout in the tent, we kept still, listening to our little boy rustling like a safari cub. When Sawyer's breath began to ebb and flow more evenly, I plotted our escape in my mind, then blurted out loud, "Uh oh." Sawyer stirred. I whispered the problem in Geoffrey's ear: "I left my glasses on his nightstand." Geoffrey ducked out to rescue my specs. Sawyer rolled over on his pillow, sighed, and smacked his lips. Geoffrey barely made it back into the tent without waking him. If we tried to leave now, we'd risk Sawyer's hearing the creak of floorboards, the doorknob's click, our dog panting in the hallway. We didn't dare. We stayed put. Strewn about the rug, the whole Crayola rainbow, plastic dinosaurs, and hardened crumbs of Play-Doh. Along the rug's perimeter, Sawyer had lined up an assortment of toy cars that belonged to my husband when he was a boy. Geoffrey plucked a tiny metal wagon from the lot and whispered in my ear, "I used to put a peanut in this." He hitched it to an old-fashioned yellow car and towed it over my shoulder. It tickled. He put his hand over my mouth to stifle my laugh. I heard a crayon break under the weight of my back. But Sawyer was breathing deeply now, having drifted into the peaceable hum of sleep. I thought we would ready ourselves to leave. Instead, Geoffrey picked up the stubby end of a green crayon and a ragged piece of construction paper. He drew a hangman hook and the dotted lines of a secret message. I grinned. Geoffrey rolled the crayon toward me so that I could use it to guess a letter. Then I rolled it back to him. I got the first few wrong. One by one, Geoffrey drew a head, a long center line for the body, both legs and a foot. He had the same smirk on his face as when he beats me at tennis — not at all sorry. "Give up?" he mouthed, then filled in the puzzle: You are my sunshine. With the length of my arm, I swept away the mess and snuggled in close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5583294933532541314?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5583294933532541314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5583294933532541314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5583294933532541314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5583294933532541314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-little-story-for-valentines.html' title='A cute little story for VALENTINES'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-583471516010728965</id><published>2009-02-02T17:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:54:46.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh Driffyn!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359719640868434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYeOF9VuplI/AAAAAAAAALg/sekXPA_b_5g/s320/Baby+Griffin+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYePas7moHI/AAAAAAAAALo/NFntSHcVKgg/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298361175525204082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYePas7moHI/AAAAAAAAALo/NFntSHcVKgg/s320/Baby+Griffin+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYeMukMREzI/AAAAAAAAALY/ssJ_oPS49AI/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298358218241676082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYeMukMREzI/AAAAAAAAALY/ssJ_oPS49AI/s320/Baby+Griffin+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fisher has been the greatest big brother! He LOVES his baby sister. I can't even count how many times a day he asks to hold her. Gilly and Heston might ask once or twice a day. When she cries now Fisher will say, "Oh Driffyn...Oh Driffyn". It's pretty cute. The other morning he just laid in bed by her for a good 20 minutes and entertained her. I was amazed! She is starting to stay awake more...she looks a little confused in this picture (I am sure she is SICK of the flash from the camera). Griffyn had her 2 week Dr.'s app. today and she wieghed 7lbs. 8oz. and was 21.5 inches. I couldn't believe how much she has grown:(! SO sad. I think that all that wieght is in her cheeks! She is such a good baby, but when she is hungry she SCREAMS! She thinks she is starving to death. That's the only time she ever cries. We still need to figure out the sleeping at night situation! These black things under my eyes are just getting darker and darker! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-583471516010728965?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/583471516010728965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=583471516010728965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/583471516010728965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/583471516010728965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-driffyn.html' title='&quot;Oh Driffyn!&quot;'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SYeOF9VuplI/AAAAAAAAALg/sekXPA_b_5g/s72-c/Baby+Griffin+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5516864846291924505</id><published>2009-01-30T15:28:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:12:48.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Like A Woman"</title><content type='html'>So usually when we all post it's about our kids or family. Today I am posting for us women! Well...a few months ago when I was painting the baby's room I turned the T.V. to an XM country station. A Jamie O'Niel song came on that I hadn't heard before. I love music and I love lyrics. I am one to know every word of a song by the 3rd time I hear it. I just think that there is so much meaning in music. Anyway, after hearing it I kept thinking...I need to find the lyrics and song online. Well, today I remembered! So I found the music video on the CMT website! If I did this right...this link should take you there. I thought it was such a great song because I think as wives and mothers we forget sometimes that we are still women. I know we all do so much for our families that it would be nice to be recognized as a WOMAN and not the house wife, mom, cook, laundry lady, etc!  I feel like most of the time we aren't going to pull ourselves away from the "every day"...we need help...so...Husbands watch and listen to this video too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/videos/jamie-oneal/330871/like-a-woman.jhtml?id=1111185"&gt;http://www.cmt.com/videos/jamie-oneal/330871/like-a-woman.jhtml?id=1111185&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Some may find it "a little risky". You know who you are, but you know me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5516864846291924505?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5516864846291924505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5516864846291924505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5516864846291924505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5516864846291924505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-woman.html' title='&quot;Like A Woman&quot;'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4605519834816597977</id><published>2009-01-24T20:32:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:07:04.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXviXaZPH5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/4NVxPjTLPpE/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295074678754189202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXviXaZPH5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/4NVxPjTLPpE/s200/Baby+Griffin+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXviGC0oS3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4YrPPANT_rY/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295074380368857970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXviGC0oS3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4YrPPANT_rY/s200/Baby+Griffin+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295073496955214450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXvhSn2Z2nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VDTOpHfyVMA/s200/Baby+Griffin+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It has been so much fun having Griffyn in our home. It hasn't been that long since we have had a new born, but you really do forget what it's like. The kids have been fun to watch as they are getting used to another sibling. Gillyin has been so excited to be getting a sister, but I think that she thought it would a little funner than it is right now. She loves to hold Grifffyn and kisses her every chance she gets. Heston and Fisher are very concerned ALL the time. They always want to know where she is and the moment she cries they are right there to see why. Heston loves to watch her and is fascinated by everything about her. Fisher loves when she opens her eyes. That doesn't happen very often yet. Rob and I are trying to take it all in and enjoy every second of her. They truly don't stay tiny for long and this will be the last time we have a tiny one. It is SO easy to just hold her ALL the time. I am pretty sure she is getting spoiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                      &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXvjTjssvAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lC3p0zflRdA/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075712043891714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXvjTjssvAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lC3p0zflRdA/s200/Baby+Griffin+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXvj1Ev3Z5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/WC4IMAHqhRs/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076287851227026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXvj1Ev3Z5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/WC4IMAHqhRs/s200/Baby+Griffin+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-4605519834816597977?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4605519834816597977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4605519834816597977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4605519834816597977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4605519834816597977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-sister.html' title='Little Sister'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXviXaZPH5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/4NVxPjTLPpE/s72-c/Baby+Griffin+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2112441388327891625</id><published>2009-01-20T21:46:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:43:11.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is FINALLY here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXazwpRPK7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ebc2Q2B6TeY/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293616060313840562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXazwpRPK7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ebc2Q2B6TeY/s200/Baby+Griffin+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXay3TGIytI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PFgL6tbNqWU/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293615075109161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXay3TGIytI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PFgL6tbNqWU/s320/Baby+Griffin+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our New Baby Girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Griffyn Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6lbs. 11oz...19 1/2 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wasn't due until Jan.25th, but the plan was to induce a week early so that my Dr. could be close by. He was in the E.R. on Sunday. There would no way he wouldn't make it. (My last delivery went really fast and he almost didn't make it.) &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went in Sunday (1-18-09) morning at 7 to be induced. We got to the hospital and checked in and by 8 I had my I.V. with pitocin and antibiotics. The plan was to get my epidural by 11, break my water by 12 and have a baby by 2! I have never had a planned out delivery like this, so I kept thinking...yeah right, it will never go as planned. Things just never go like that...do they? So, at about 10:45 I start to get my epidural...even earlier than expected. By 11:30 I had the epidural in and was so excited, becuase it was actually working! (my last 2 didn't work) Then by 12 my water was broke...still on schedule! At about 1:30 they were wondering if maybe she was turned funny becuase her head wasn't coming down like it needed to. The Dr. and the OB nurse did some things to try and change things to see if it helped and it did! At about 2:30 the babies heart rate was dropping and so they put me on oxygen. The nurse checked me at 2:50 and said I was an 8 then the Dr. walked in and checked to make sure and was like...ok are you ready? I didn't quite know what to say...I thought I was only an 8. They got everything ready and we waited a few minutes for my aunt to get back to the hospital. Then we were all ready. Things are so much calmer when you have an epidural that works! I pushed through 2 contractions and our little angel was born at 3:09! (not at 2 like planned) It was so easy and peaceful! I just kept thinking...That's it? She was screaming and healthy! It was such a neat experience! I have such a wonderful Dr. and all the nurses and anathesiologist at the hospital were great! Although I am so happy to be back in my own bed now. It took us a day to decide on her name, but for some reason that was the hardest part of the whole thing! We feel so blessed and are so thankful for all of our children! What a GIFT they are! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXay3TGIytI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PFgL6tbNqWU/s1600-h/Baby+Griffin+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2112441388327891625?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2112441388327891625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2112441388327891625' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2112441388327891625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2112441388327891625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-is-finally-here.html' title='She is FINALLY here!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SXazwpRPK7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ebc2Q2B6TeY/s72-c/Baby+Griffin+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-7272824480589893075</id><published>2009-01-05T18:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:24:42.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWLAmIeB-jI/AAAAAAAAAI4/F5L1CKU4qWI/s1600-h/winter08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288000673827387954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWLAmIeB-jI/AAAAAAAAAI4/F5L1CKU4qWI/s320/winter08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWLAQKhhrqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YhoNbSxZJOM/s1600-h/winter08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288000296421797538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWLAQKhhrqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YhoNbSxZJOM/s200/winter08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the beginning of December Fisher falls off a chair in the kitchen and bites a HUGE hole in his tongue. Rob was home with the boys while I was at a Dr.'s appointment when that happened. There wasn't anything that anyone could do about it so he just had to have a hole in his tongue for a few days until it healed. It ended up being a blessing because he couldn't drink out of a bottle because it hurt so bad...so we got rid of it...YEAH!!! Then last week Fisher is riding his bike over at the church (across the street) and fell off and scrapes up the right side of his face. He likes to tell people he did a "back flip at the church"...so we get that almost all healed up and then.................He goes outside with Heston and Heston's friend today. It had just started snowing and so the sidewalk was slick. Heston comes inside screaming for me. I knew that something was seriously wrong. I look up the stairs and there is blood running down the left side of Fisher's face...from his eye. AHHHH!!!! I grab him and just hold him. I couldn't really tell how bad it was. I figured it was bad though. Heston said that he slipped on the sidewalk and cut his eye on a piece of metal. The metal was this little piece of something (who knows what) and what are the odds that when he fell he would cut his eye on it. POOR KID! I called Rob and told him to "COME HOME NOW"! I knew that Rob would be better than me at deciding what to do. Anyway...we ended up at the clinic holding the poor kid down while he got stitched up! The whole time he just kept screaming..."Daddy stop it!" I felt so bad. And I felt bad for Rob because he was the one doing most of the holding. It has been an eventful day. I may have to start wrapping that kid in bubble wrap. It is amazing that boys survive their childhood! &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/1023429400497160948-7272824480589893075?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7272824480589893075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=7272824480589893075' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7272824480589893075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7272824480589893075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/boys.html' title='BOYS!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWLAmIeB-jI/AAAAAAAAAI4/F5L1CKU4qWI/s72-c/winter08+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3303005053326492595</id><published>2009-01-05T16:32:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:18:16.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKwy6IJg4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1mJW8IbnHPw/s1600-h/winter08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287983301129765762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKwy6IJg4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1mJW8IbnHPw/s200/winter08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKr8yVFKgI/AAAAAAAAAII/VMrQKScguFE/s1600-h/winter08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287977973277075970" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKr8yVFKgI/AAAAAAAAAII/VMrQKScguFE/s200/winter08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKvpPzMDsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/B-KfYbpOL04/s1600-h/winter08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287982035637112514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKvpPzMDsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/B-KfYbpOL04/s200/winter08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKrZyzHXvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ep8-eb-1NNA/s1600-h/winter08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287977372107628274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKrZyzHXvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ep8-eb-1NNA/s200/winter08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKp5UiTL2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/cLTdCkeyRiE/s1600-h/winter08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287975714716594018" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKp5UiTL2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/cLTdCkeyRiE/s200/winter08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKrG-YCpiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ltRUpIlTiZs/s1600-h/winter08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287977048797783586" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKrG-YCpiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ltRUpIlTiZs/s200/winter08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a great Christmas! On the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Herriman&lt;/span&gt; where we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jenson&lt;/span&gt; Family party! It was a lot of fun and thanks to Steve and Emily for putting the party together this year! My dad and his girlfriend came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Richfield&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas. It was nice to have them here to spend the holiday. We spent Christmas Eve at my sisters house and had a yummy dinner and opened gifts...Santa even came! Christmas Day was nice and lazy we spent the morning at home, went to Rob's parents house for a little bit in the afternoon and then spent Christmas night at my Aunt and Uncles! The kids were so much fun to watch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;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/1023429400497160948-3303005053326492595?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3303005053326492595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3303005053326492595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3303005053326492595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3303005053326492595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SWKwy6IJg4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1mJW8IbnHPw/s72-c/winter08+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3615678284550105657</id><published>2008-12-19T08:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:16:22.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUu6eGLksAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Coz8FL9xZeI/s1600-h/winter08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281520014240034818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUu6eGLksAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Coz8FL9xZeI/s320/winter08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"'Today is such a special one...'' Happy Birthday Hes! I can't believe that our Heston is 5 years old. Our little Christmas baby that we brought home in a stocking is now such a big kid. Such a STRONG willed boy with so much that he wants to do. He has taught me A LOT about being a parent and about being a child! He has a tenderness about him that makes him so SPECIAL to our family. Hope you have an AWESOME day buddy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        WE LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3615678284550105657?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3615678284550105657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3615678284550105657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3615678284550105657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3615678284550105657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-today.html' title='5 today!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUu6eGLksAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Coz8FL9xZeI/s72-c/winter08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-476582973884135113</id><published>2008-12-15T20:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:48:53.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Looked A LOT Like Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUckwDgdvYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NSg3BIDJYWE/s1600-h/winter08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280229496108989826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUckwDgdvYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NSg3BIDJYWE/s320/winter08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am not sure about my husband sometimes. He gets these funny ideas in that head of his. It's like he has one of those lists of all the things he wants to do in his life time. Well, I guess one of them was playing Santa Clause. So he offers to be the Jolly Old Man @ Pepperbellys. Last Monday night I decide to take the kids to dinner so that they can see Santa! As soon as we walk through the door Fisher sees Santa and says "HI DAD!!!"...What? Of course I say "That's not Dad. It's Santa." It took me a good 20 minutes to convince him that it was really Santa. Santa kept walking over to our table and talking to the kids so by the end of dinner Gilly says..."Mom, he kind of looks like daddy." I say, "You think so?"..."Yes. He kind of does."...I say..."HUMMM" Heston didn't really say much at all. Anyway...It was kind of a funny experience and weird to see my husband dressed up like Santa. Hope you can cross that one off of your list now Rob! HO! HO! HO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-476582973884135113?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/476582973884135113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=476582973884135113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/476582973884135113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/476582973884135113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/daddy-looked-lot-like-santa.html' title='Daddy Looked A LOT Like Santa...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SUckwDgdvYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NSg3BIDJYWE/s72-c/winter08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-6856909580177646168</id><published>2008-12-08T13:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:51:20.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Kid Makes Me LAUGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ST2GyUaZNLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZGAt_Rc7f34/s1600-h/winter08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277522537379083442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ST2GyUaZNLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZGAt_Rc7f34/s320/winter08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am folding laundry on my bed the other night and I notice Fisher is being a little sneaky.  I couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.  He then walks over to the side of the bed with a HUGE goofy smile on his face and turns around...this is what he had done...It seems he always is finding something silly to do!  Thanks For Making Me Laugh FRED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-6856909580177646168?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6856909580177646168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=6856909580177646168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6856909580177646168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/6856909580177646168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-kid-makes-me-laugh.html' title='This Kid Makes Me LAUGH!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/ST2GyUaZNLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZGAt_Rc7f34/s72-c/winter08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-7035013596845975087</id><published>2008-12-04T22:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:11:20.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you know that kid in the store...</title><content type='html'>Ok...it has finally happened to me.  You know that kid in the store that is screaming at the top of their lungs, kicking, crying, throwing them self  on the floor?  Today my kid was that kid and I was that mom.  So here is the story...I need to go to Wal-Mart to get ONE thing.  How often does that happen.  So I put the boys in the car and tell them if they are good while we run in and grab this ONE thing...I will buy them a treat.  As soon as we get out of the car it starts.  Heston wants to push the cart.  I told him the he could help me push it, but I would not let him do it alone because he can't see over the cart and always pushes it into things.  Well while he is crying over that and I am trying to reason with him Fisher wants to jump in the basket part of the cart.  So I put him in it.  Then Heston wants to sit where Fisher is, but doesn't want to sit with Fisher...AAHHHH!  I told him that if he hadn't been busy crying over pushing the cart he could have gotten in the basket, but Fisher was there first so he would have to chose another option.  He continues to throw a fit.  I finally get him calmed down enough to enter the store, after about 5 minutes.  So we walk into Wal-Mart.  I needed to go to get some kind of Calendar or Day Planner thing.  Well, to get there you walk by the candy isles.  So Heston stops and stares at the plethora of treats.  I continue to walk and say...Let me find what I need and then we will pick out a treat.  He stays put.  I turn down the stationary/school supplies isles.  He follows when he can't see me anymore.  As I am trying to find the ONE thing I need he is yelling at me that he JUST WANTS TO GET A TREAT!  I keep trying to explain to him that he can get one as soon as I find what I need.  So then he finds a stack of folders that have "Race Cars" on them.  He grabs one and then ends up dropping it on the floor and kicks it.  So I tell him we are leaving.  I have warned him several times by now and I am getting pretty upset.  Keep in mind this whole time he is whining and throwing this fit.  So i grab Fisher out of the cart and I start walking to the front doors to leave.  When I turn around to make sure he is following me...this is what I see.  He is on his hands and knees...scooting himself across the floor...SCREAMING and BAWLING!  I walk just past the detector thingies  and stand and wait for my son...people are stopping to see if he is ok or lost.  He continues his dragging, screaming fit.  I wait.  I was not going to carry the kid out of the store.  Here I am 8 months pregnant.  I am on the verge of tears, but I stay strong and wait.  When he finally reaches me I tell him he should probably stand up before we walk into the parking lot and then I say NOTHING.  He decides to walk, but still is throwing the FIT.  We &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;to the car.  I buckle him in and then Fisher.  Still I say nothing.  He is screaming...MOM TALK TO ME, MOM TALK TO ME, MOM, MOM, MOM!  I start to drive.  When I finally get to the light I break down.  Now I am bawling.  We get home and I get them both out of the car.  I take Heston to his room and tell him he is grounded for the rest of the day...from EVERYTHING!  No friends, tv, I didn't even let him go to pre-school.  He loves going and I felt I had to make a point.  He spent a very long time in his room.  We had  a few more break downs before the days end, but I had to stick to his punishment.  I am not sure if I made all the right decisions with the whole situation, but I PRAY that I don't get to experience it again any time soon.  Poor Fisher is still waiting for his treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-7035013596845975087?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7035013596845975087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=7035013596845975087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7035013596845975087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/7035013596845975087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-you-know-that-kid-in-store.html' title='So you know that kid in the store...'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2001417060923924209</id><published>2008-12-01T15:11:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:41:03.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRnLTG6UQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CApemQot5SQ/s1600-h/winter08+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274954507363176706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRnLTG6UQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CApemQot5SQ/s200/winter08+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRmsekBviI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-JMcVa1pYug/s1600-h/winter08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274953977862143522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRmsekBviI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-JMcVa1pYug/s200/winter08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRmHbAAE3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ei1mY_wJr8E/s1600-h/winter08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274953341250573170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRmHbAAE3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ei1mY_wJr8E/s320/winter08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday we went to cut our Christmas tree with Rob's family. It was fun to tromp around in the snow! We weren't expecting there to be as much snow as there was so it was a good surprise! It was a successful Christmas tree hunt! We had to do some hunting of a different kind when we lost track of a couple of children...one of them being mine...and I didn't even realize he was gone until Rob came out of the woods from cutting a tree for his mom and told me that Heston wasn't with him. So while searching for the first missing child...Heston was missing too. After about 15 minutes of searching the woods Rob's oldest brother decided to walk back up the road towards Grandpa. He found both of them just walking up the road. They were together and had walked quiet a ways. We were all relieved to find them safe. With so many kiddos around I have learned that you just can't assume that they are with someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2001417060923924209?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2001417060923924209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2001417060923924209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2001417060923924209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2001417060923924209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree-hunt.html' title='Christmas Tree Hunt'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/STRnLTG6UQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CApemQot5SQ/s72-c/winter08+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4254326571118007133</id><published>2008-11-24T20:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:25:45.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Did She Grow Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSt8_guKDeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YB1xI_-fSQM/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272445219324431842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSt8_guKDeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YB1xI_-fSQM/s320/Picture+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok so Heston and Gillyin had their rehearsal practice tonight at the Events Center for Christmas Tree Lane. I was busy with appointments this afternoon so Rob took Hes and picked him up for me. (he is always such a HUGE help)... I took Gilly at a quarter after 6 and picked her up when she was done. When she got in the car I asked how it went. She said that it went good. That is the answer I get a lot. So of course I try to get some more info out of her. Her dance class will be dancing with some of the older girls for this recital so I asked who her partner was...she says..."Um..well she didn't tell me her name". OK...so..."how did it go...dancing with the older girls"....her answer..".good". Then she starts to finally tell me about it. If you know Gillyin she is kind of a perfectionist and stresses about things. So this is what she proceeds to tell me...."Mom, this is my last practice before the recital. What if I can't remember my dance?" This is the same girl that has shown me her dance countless times in the kitchen and the living room. I tell her she has nothing to worry about. She says, "Well, I really need to work on my leaps!" "You do?" I ask. "YES" she says back. I say nothing. "Mom...I heard Miss Kim (her dance teacher) talking to the older girls and I think that they have one more practice before the recital. What if they have another practice and my class doesn't?"..."Gillyin, you have nothing to worry about."...She then tells me pretty much every step to her dance and which way she goes when she goes under the bridge...how she holds her partners hand and looks at her at the end and puts her hands behind her back and walks off the stage. I think that she was just reassuring herself that she knew her dance. As I am listening to her I thought to myself...When did my baby girl GROW UP! It really doesn't seem that long ago that she was a tiny little baby. A lot has happened in her 6 1/2 years of life. She has become a big sister to 2 little brothers that drive her crazy pretty much every waking second of her day. She has always been very mature and independent. I think I take advantage of those qualities in her. But I realized driving home that things have gotten so busy that I forget to treasure all the little things that my kids say and do. It really is the little conversations and the little things that go on in our every day lives that I need to remember. It is amazing how much has happened since being blessed with Gillyin and here we are 8 weeks away from having our 4th child. WOW!!! Blessed we truly are...I know there are days that I wonder if I will make it, but I learn so much from my children and am incredibly grateful for their tender presence in our home. Just another thing I need to work on...slowing down enough to remember the little things! Because I know that now she may just be worrying about a dance recital, but before I know it will be driving, boys, college...etc.  &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/1023429400497160948-4254326571118007133?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4254326571118007133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4254326571118007133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4254326571118007133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4254326571118007133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-did-she-grow-up.html' title='When Did She Grow Up?'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSt8_guKDeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YB1xI_-fSQM/s72-c/Picture+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1384396719499436310</id><published>2008-11-17T08:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:09:44.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRtHdAy to YoU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSGI6OEem0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/dCj1CVnROzQ/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643572790860610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSGI6OEem0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/dCj1CVnROzQ/s320/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is Rob's 29th birthday!!! Happy day dear. It is crazy to think that this will be the 14th year that I have wished you Happy B-day! A lot has happened since you turned 16. I hope that you have a special day. I am so thankful for you and all that you do for our family. You are the BEST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1384396719499436310?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1384396719499436310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1384396719499436310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1384396719499436310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1384396719499436310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='HaPpY BiRtHdAy to YoU!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SSGI6OEem0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/dCj1CVnROzQ/s72-c/Picture+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-8507435849842476249</id><published>2008-11-09T20:55:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:55:47.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and the Election</title><content type='html'>It has been a week or so since I have posted anything so thought I would make the effort tonight. It seems like the days fly by. Always going a million miles an hour. I am not sure how life got so dang busy...I can remember when Rob and I first got married and people would say how wonderful the first years of marriage are and how simple everything is and how they now missed those times...I AM THAT PERSON...I now would be the one telling a newlywed couple that same thing. In fact Rob's little brother just got married in August and I am pretty sure I have told them that. I guess 3 and half kiddos later...WE ARE BUSY! With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gillyin&lt;/span&gt; in 1st grade, Heston going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school 4 days a weeks and Fisher being a busy little 2 year old...plus me being pregnant and trying to work and keep up with running kids and picking up kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt; and meals and.....I am pretty sure I have made my point! I used to look at my aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lenita&lt;/span&gt; and wonder how on earth she did ALL that she did...now I have found you just do it and kind of get used to doing it. It is not always easy or fun, but we do it as wife's, mother's and women &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I guess that's how we are programed. Maybe..I don't know! I do know that time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; when you are FLYING! And I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; I am not a very good pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELECTION story&lt;br /&gt;This past week as we all know was the big election! And I was ready for it to be over. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gillyin&lt;/span&gt; came home from school and said that they would be voting at school. I asked her who she was going to vote for and she said Obama. I asked her why. She replied...He is going to give money to the poor people! She had a little friend at school inform her of that. As the whole family was sitting on our bed I explained to her that dad and mom were going to vote for John McCain. I wasn't sure how to explain the reasons why...but I tried. I told her that Obama thought that it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; for pregnant ladies like me to kill the babies in their tummies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I know... probably not the best choice to tell a 6 year old...and the fact that Heston was on our bed too...ummm...I think I wanted to eat my words...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; then the rest of the night that's all Heston talked about. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt;..."but he (Obama) lives in a city far away from us so he won't come and kill or baby, right?" I said "yes, but he doesn't kill babies. He just thinks it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to have special doctors do it if that's what the lady wants." No matter how many times I explained it to him he still didn't understand it. I thought that would something they would get more than some of the other reasons would be voting for McCain. Anyway...the next night we have the t.v. on so we can see how the election was going and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Gillyin&lt;/span&gt; would check and see who was winning and would get very discouraged when she saw Obama winning. When they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;announced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; victory she burst into tears. She is very dramatic anyway, but it was a sight! I couldn't help, but chuckle. I told her everything would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. She sobbed "but I don't want to be poor". Rob had her told her that Obama was going to take a bunch of money from his work and he might not have a job if Obama won. Again something that a 6 year old probably didn't need to hear. So we had some consoling to do and had to mellow out the whole situation. I told her that she doesn't need to worry about anything...and then Rob said to her very enthusiastically..."We will be fine because we are MEMBERS OF THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST!...and we will be taken care of!" I had to chuckle at that too. He is an interesting man! Anyway, it was good to realize that even though we weren't happy about the outcome of the election we knew we would be fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we have the knowledge of a Heavenly Father and Savior that loves us and will take care of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-8507435849842476249?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8507435849842476249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=8507435849842476249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8507435849842476249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/8507435849842476249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-has-been-week-or-so-since-i-have.html' title='Life and the Election'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-732386613656772072</id><published>2008-11-02T20:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:20:40.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HaLlOwEeN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5r5GMLlMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/seMK5BEVPjI/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263643101107394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5r5GMLlMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/seMK5BEVPjI/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween seemed to last ALL week long...but we got the use out of the costumes for sure.  Fisher finally decided it wasn't so bad to wear his monkey costume after all and he ended up not being so scared of every little thing.  The Burger King was a hit in the neighborhood...except people were expecting whoppers and fries when they came trick-or-treating to our door.  Heston wasn't a huge fan of the whole trick-or-treating thing...he decided it was funner to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scooby&lt;/span&gt; at aunt Joanna's and uncle Sean's.  And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gillyin&lt;/span&gt; got quite the loot of candy as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Daphnie&lt;/span&gt;.  All and all it was a successful Halloween!&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/1023429400497160948-732386613656772072?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/732386613656772072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=732386613656772072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/732386613656772072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/732386613656772072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5r5GMLlMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/seMK5BEVPjI/s72-c/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5750575014082295119</id><published>2008-11-02T19:51:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:10:22.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5qao3JWdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uWQKHs7KN6U/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264262020320549330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5qao3JWdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uWQKHs7KN6U/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PUMPKIN CARVING TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5qH5iZrcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-xeWj-HbJyg/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264261698379427266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5qH5iZrcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-xeWj-HbJyg/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gillyin and I carved this Smiley Traditional pumpkin. I was impressed with those little carving kits. I found that if you follow the directions it works out...how about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5pVHBsi3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/OtGSc54kErI/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260825827019634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5pVHBsi3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/OtGSc54kErI/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heston and Rob Carved this Pirate Skeleton pumpkin! Rob was so proud becuase it was more difficult than mine and Gillyin's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5oqM_kaII/AAAAAAAAAEw/yQQDmwPqVrw/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260088694335618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5oqM_kaII/AAAAAAAAAEw/yQQDmwPqVrw/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma hepled Fisher carve his pumpkin. Or I guess Fisher played trucks while Grandma carved his pumpkin. Notice the one he picked...it was a goofy double pumpkin! Leave it to Fisher to be the goofy one! Such a silly boy! Thanks Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-5750575014082295119?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5750575014082295119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5750575014082295119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5750575014082295119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5750575014082295119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SQ5qao3JWdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uWQKHs7KN6U/s72-c/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-5455563673140840326</id><published>2008-10-19T19:08:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:50:09.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jenson Halloween Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfWzpigCI/AAAAAAAAADk/5LQzLLB3h30/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042572799737890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfWzpigCI/AAAAAAAAADk/5LQzLLB3h30/s200/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfHxTd7CI/AAAAAAAAADc/iezlITSDqcA/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042314472254498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfHxTd7CI/AAAAAAAAADc/iezlITSDqcA/s200/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bobbing for APPLES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfqHajFHI/AAAAAAAAADs/oE7D5NrCR6A/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042904523084914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfqHajFHI/AAAAAAAAADs/oE7D5NrCR6A/s200/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Cousins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvglxboIsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9jC9y0jUeZA/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043929414181570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvglxboIsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9jC9y0jUeZA/s200/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just LOOK at these 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvekZ0ezWI/AAAAAAAAADU/6RMT33dTy74/s1600-h/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259041706872851810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvekZ0ezWI/AAAAAAAAADU/6RMT33dTy74/s320/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     All dressed up!                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we had the the Jenson annual Halloween party. Almost everyone dressed up and we saw some great costumes. We bobbed for apples, had a $ walk, played cupcake musical chairs, played "chubby bunny", a mystery food tasting, and the kids played guess the ghost.  Rob's whole family attended with the exception of his oldest brother and his family. We missed seeing Steve, Em, and the girls.   It is always lots of fun when we get together.  There is always lots of laughs and it wouldn't be normal if there wasn't a little bit of arguing as well (sorry Jess... for my husbands behavior).  We sure LOVE the times we spend together.  &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/1023429400497160948-5455563673140840326?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5455563673140840326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=5455563673140840326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5455563673140840326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/5455563673140840326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/jenson-halloween-party.html' title='The Jenson Halloween Party!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPvfWzpigCI/AAAAAAAAADk/5LQzLLB3h30/s72-c/Jenson+Halloween+Party08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-3444695258560710739</id><published>2008-10-16T21:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:25:04.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens When A 6 Year Old Figures Out the Video Setting on Your Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="334" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28feeabd0a2c457a" 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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28feeabd0a2c457a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78A6554CCB1AA8EA1F568001DEF3CBC5B69E4587.750689317F450D3F394A79F8CBD156F97F8E80B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28feeabd0a2c457a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM5no2Cq15ZhcrrTqpe--PAJ3yfY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="334" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28feeabd0a2c457a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78A6554CCB1AA8EA1F568001DEF3CBC5B69E4587.750689317F450D3F394A79F8CBD156F97F8E80B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28feeabd0a2c457a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM5no2Cq15ZhcrrTqpe--PAJ3yfY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was deleting pictures off my camera and found this little video. Gillyin figured out how to video on our camera. I found it and had to laugh! I thought I would share it.  She must have figured out how to STOP recording!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-3444695258560710739?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=28feeabd0a2c457a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3444695258560710739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=3444695258560710739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3444695258560710739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/3444695258560710739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-happens-when-6-year-old-figures.html' title='What Happens When A 6 Year Old Figures Out the Video Setting on Your Camera!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4849903549826202629</id><published>2008-10-15T14:35:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:21:15.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZXQLHijyI/AAAAAAAAACc/bjTTEjdua5M/s1600-h/Cancun3+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257485550375571234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZXQLHijyI/AAAAAAAAACc/bjTTEjdua5M/s320/Cancun3+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cancun&lt;/span&gt; was so much FUN! We got to see and do so many GREAT things! I am so glad that we got to go. The weather was beautiful and we went with some wonderful friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257484564302031506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZWWxtSapI/AAAAAAAAACM/uqj9Gg9I-sw/s320/Cancun+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                     Our view from the balcony of our room!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257485278302842290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZXAVkWLbI/AAAAAAAAACU/Zn1UPqk16uk/s320/Cancun+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                               Rob on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZVuO4mM9I/AAAAAAAAACE/SlMQAWyh1DQ/s1600-h/Cancun+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257483867759457234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZVuO4mM9I/AAAAAAAAACE/SlMQAWyh1DQ/s320/Cancun+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            All of us at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chichen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Itza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZUhI2nD0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/g1-svD7M_UU/s1600-h/Cancun+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257482543290584898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZUhI2nD0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/g1-svD7M_UU/s320/Cancun+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         We were able to attend church on Sunday. It was &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                     a lot of fun getting to spend time with all of the sweet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people! They were so excited to see us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7568ddb24011ece4" 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://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7568ddb24011ece4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D137E2B3D85D63CC7629D9502155CA7CF5CA7A8DA.26FCBBBB9953DC910F5C4B03D70B892D6510375%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7568ddb24011ece4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzHUry4gVj_gq8S3u_-ABcaEHrbo&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://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7568ddb24011ece4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331395664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D137E2B3D85D63CC7629D9502155CA7CF5CA7A8DA.26FCBBBB9953DC910F5C4B03D70B892D6510375%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7568ddb24011ece4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzHUry4gVj_gq8S3u_-ABcaEHrbo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little video of the ocean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1023429400497160948-4849903549826202629?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7568ddb24011ece4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4849903549826202629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=4849903549826202629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4849903549826202629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/4849903549826202629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-trip.html' title='Our Trip!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SPZXQLHijyI/AAAAAAAAACc/bjTTEjdua5M/s72-c/Cancun3+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2628346126435919278</id><published>2008-10-07T13:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:57:39.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We EXCITED Yet?</title><content type='html'>Here I am when I really should be getting A LOT of things done. We are leaving early Thursday morning to go to Cancun. I know I should be ecstatic. I am not...at least at the moment. Getting ready to go is sooooo much work. And there is so much that I can't do until the last minute. Rob's sister is coming to stay with the kids while we go...thanks Heid...and I want to make sure she will still love us when it is all over, sooooo I still need to make sure everything is in order for her. Laundry done, pantry and fridge stocked, etc. Not to mention, what do&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; pack to take? Being 6 months pregnant and headed off to a semi-exotic destination...ummmm....pretty sure I am gonna look HOT in a bathing suit! AHHHH! I guess it gives me an excuse not to be in shape, right? Don't get me wrong I am grateful for this vacation...I am looking forward to spending time with my husband. 6 days of just the 2 of us. Those chances are few and far between. We will get to have conversations without being interrupted by fighting, crying, whining, phone calls, oh and fighting! It will be good to have this time to ourselves. Saying all that I am sure our conversations will consist of, "I wonder what the kids are doing", "Heston did the cutest thing the other day", "Isn't funny when Fisher talks about how scary everything is?", and "Gilly would love to be here with us!"..."What would we do without the kids?".  I know that Thursday when we are in the air and on our way I am sure I can start to relax and I am positive that I will enjoy it ALL! I will definitely need a vacation after stressing over it!  I know I will eventually get everything done and that everything will be fine...getting there is unbelievable though.  Who would have thought.  Deep down I am excited.  The excitement just hasn't surficed yet.  I am sure I will have some great memories and pictures to share with everyone.     We will share it all in about 10 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2628346126435919278?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2628346126435919278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2628346126435919278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2628346126435919278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2628346126435919278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-we-excited-yet.html' title='Are We EXCITED Yet?'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2616239819467425686</id><published>2008-10-01T19:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:26:42.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has only been 5 months, but we got our computer fixed! Ha-Ray! I will try to be better at all of this now.  I have now learned how important it is to save your pictures and other important things on to a disc.  Live and Learn. &lt;br /&gt;We have been busy.  I thought that things would slow down a little when school started, but I think they just got busier.  It is wonderful to be back on a schedule though.  Gillyin is enjoying the first grade and has loved science.  She is learning so much.  Heston's pre-school experience is going great as well.  He is learning and growing every day.  It is hard to watch Fisher's sad face as Heston runs into school.  He wants to go so badly.  It is weird to think that it won't be long and it will be his turn. &lt;br /&gt;Just a little up date on the fam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2616239819467425686?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2616239819467425686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2616239819467425686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2616239819467425686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2616239819467425686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2890325648473849365</id><published>2008-05-12T19:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:47:49.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Sevier County</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjy1G0QL6I/AAAAAAAAABk/_VE5IccC1eI/s1600-h/Spring+dance+recital+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199672763976003490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjy1G0QL6I/AAAAAAAAABk/_VE5IccC1eI/s200/Spring+dance+recital+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjycG0QL5I/AAAAAAAAABc/DVvPRaNsLeE/s1600-h/Spring+dance+recital+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199672334479273874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjycG0QL5I/AAAAAAAAABc/DVvPRaNsLeE/s320/Spring+dance+recital+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjyDG0QL4I/AAAAAAAAABU/Gz4at-nJtTM/s1600-h/Spring+dance+recital+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199671904982544258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjyDG0QL4I/AAAAAAAAABU/Gz4at-nJtTM/s320/Spring+dance+recital+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow...what a crazy week last week. About a month ago I was asked to be the new director of the Miss Sevier County Pageant. I wish I had a little more notice than a month before the pageant, but oh well. It started last Monday...the 5th. And it went all week with the pageant on Saturday night. It was a lot of work and stress, but I am really glad that I decided to do it. It was so much fun to work with all the girls and enjoy their spirits. They were all so smart and talented. It was worth all of the stress and worry. Here are a few pictures...thanks to Rob we got the stage done! Gilly got to hold the fish bowl for the onstage questions...she got a little bored!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-2890325648473849365?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2890325648473849365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=2890325648473849365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2890325648473849365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/2890325648473849365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-sevier-county.html' title='Miss Sevier County'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SCjy1G0QL6I/AAAAAAAAABk/_VE5IccC1eI/s72-c/Spring+dance+recital+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-1507913973312344309</id><published>2008-04-27T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:35:36.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Enabler!</title><content type='html'>Friday I heard on the radio a story of a new York mother who let her 11 year old son ride home on the subway by himself.  She got a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;criticism&lt;/span&gt; and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;applauding&lt;/span&gt; from mothers around the country.  When I logged on to check my e-mail tonight her story popped up.  When I first heard the story I thought just for a second about the situation.  When I read it tonight I realized something.  She had said that we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;enabling&lt;/span&gt; our children.  I completely agree with her.  No not all parents are like myself, but there are a few.  I recently went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt; crop night and at some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the night my friend and I got on the subject of our children (isn't that what the subject always is?)..anyway she was telling me about how she had listened to Motivational Parenting c.d. from an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; mother.  It was about what children should be doing at certain ages to be able to gain self-confidence through learning to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;.  As my friend was telling me some of the things that she had heard I thought to myself..."wow, I am failing"...As I have thought about these things and after hearing about the New York mother's experience I have decided I really am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;enabling&lt;/span&gt; my kids.  I think about the times I am in such a hurry to get somewhere that I tie their shoes...hence &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gillyin&lt;/span&gt; will be 6 soon and she doesn't know yet how to tie her own shoes.  Or that instead of sticking to my guns when we are in the store and not buying them that 5 dollar toy (that will just end up in the garbage tomorrow)...I end up buying it just so I can get through my shopping list without a fit being thrown.  Or even cleaning up after my kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I have already asked them 100 times to do it and I just can't take it anymore.  So instead of having a mess and arguing I decide that I will just do it.  What am I teaching my children? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! I think that so many of us lead such busy lives that it is easier for us to just do it ourselves.  But all of a sudden I have realized how horrible that is.  I need to make time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt; my time better so that my children can learn do things themselves.  The New York mom had said that her son was so proud that he was able to ride home all by himself on the subway...gaining that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;self&lt;/span&gt;-confidence through being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;.  Not that I completely agree with the whole subway story, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; that scares me, but the fact that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; IMPORTANT to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;instill&lt;/span&gt; independence and self-confidence in our children.  I have got to get this parenting thing under control.  So I guess that will be a goal of mine.  Hopefully through a lot of prayer I can do it.  From letting them dress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;them self&lt;/span&gt; to making sure that they know how to make a PB and J.  It is time I let them start being more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;...I know everyone will benefit from it, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023429400497160948-1507913973312344309?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1507913973312344309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=1507913973312344309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1507913973312344309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/1507913973312344309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-enabler.html' title='I am an Enabler!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-4023516205781098506</id><published>2008-04-25T08:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:25:03.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood</title><content type='html'>As a mother of 3 young children I often wonder if I am doing my job.  And as a hair dresser I have many mothers that sit in my chair.  Some are mothers of children that are now grown and moved away and now they are grandmothers.  Some are mothers of teenagers, dealing with high school, all their childrens activities and preparing for the future.  Some are mothers of children that are all now in grade school.  Relieved to have some time to themslef, but wondering now what they will do with their time.  And some mothers are where I am right now in my journey.  Wondering how in the world I will make it through one more day of cleaning up spills, sweeping up crumbs, trying to get the ketchup out of the carpet, hearing..."mom come wipe my bum".  How many times will I have to say..."please stop fighting!", "idiot is not a nice word!", and "please put your shoes on when you go outside. you have holes in every one of your socks!".  Sometimes I think...will this laundry ever be done?...why do I even mop the kitchen floor?...and...why our bathroom becomes a water park at bath time.  Most of the time I pray that...I will be bathed and ready before my boys wake up...that I will beable to find a pair of matching shoes...and that the word MOM will not get over used!..It is a differnt journey every day.  Always something new.  When I wake up in the morning I hope for patience, understanding and unconditional love.  All 3 of my children are so oppisite from eachother and I have learned that what works for one does not work for the others.  Recently my 4 year old, Heston, decided to knock 2 panels out of his friends families wood fence.  The mother sent him home to tell me what he had done.  I greatly appreciated this mothers wisdom.  I later called and told her sorry, asked her if I needed to come fix her fence, and told her to let me know if he ever was out of line when at her home.  My son ventured to her home again later that day.  Not long after I got a phone call.  Informing me that she had more bad news...Heston and some boys had been throwing rocks in her window well and Heston had thrown one and it shattered her basement window.  I felt horrible.  Twice in one day my child had been destructive and at someone elses home.  I walked a crying 4 year old to her door and in an extremely sad vioce  he looked up at her and said..."I am bery sorry".  Then I looked at her and she had tears in her eyes aswell.  She said to me earlier in the day..."it takes a village to raise a child"...ISN’T THAT THE TRUTH.  Her love for my son was obvious.  I apologized again, told her we would take care of the window and we walked home.  I have been thinking about her and the example she has been to me.  How great it is to live in  the community that I do and be surrrounded by such loving people. 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title='Motherhood'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-2674597354790913552</id><published>2008-04-24T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:55:17.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gillyin...dance recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ef2bf7268ca752d" 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" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023429400497160948.post-289782136273412064</id><published>2008-04-19T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:34:38.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>County Cinderella Pageant 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SAobVXS_a-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/9tP4POvV7SA/s1600-h/Cinderella+County+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190991574342790114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SAobVXS_a-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/9tP4POvV7SA/s320/Cinderella+County+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last saturday was the county Cinderella Pageant! Gillyin did so good. She placed second alternate over-all...out of 23 girls! She loves being on stage! Grandma Sheila, Uncle Russ, Aunt Kami, Pageant Coach (Aunt Jessica), Aunt Joanna and Uncle Shawn were all there to cheer her on! 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So I guess we are going to try this out! It will give us a chance to share our crazy every day lives with those we love! I hope we can entertain, inspire and put a smile on your face! Here it goes...&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/1023429400497160948-770830697857377382?l=robjulsandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/770830697857377382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1023429400497160948&amp;postID=770830697857377382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/770830697857377382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023429400497160948/posts/default/770830697857377382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robjulsandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello.html' title='Hello!!!'/><author><name>RobJuls&amp;amp;Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SdExSRB9V6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/XWjjQ7XQPng/S220/Grandpa+J%27s+Funeral+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o8RxStU_LlM/SAoUXHS_a9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4o--mAimL-8/s72-c/lots+of+pics+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
