<?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-5856870345917874639</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:54:29.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapman Chatterings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-8257790287614705658</id><published>2008-12-26T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:39:59.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW love it or hate it !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been neglecting my blog for a month or so...now its time to catch up !!! A few weeks ago we had our first big storm (not counting the October &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt;). I remember being young and just loving to get in the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt; and play for HOURS !!! Not so much anymore...it seems the cold goes right to my BONES !!! But my kids LOVE it...in fact they are out now...Logan hates the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt;because now he has to shovel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt; !!! Gary will NOT buy a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW &lt;/span&gt;blower...he says that is what Logan is for...and yes he just came in complaining about it...Im thinking im NOT going to buy one just so Logan will have to do a little work !!! HAHAHAHA...yes I guess im the MEAN mom...as I sit here with a smile on my face blogging about it !!! I started this blog as a HAPPY&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; story and now...I am laughing my butt off cause I can hear Logan outside shoveling and COMPLAINING how much he hates it !!! Good thing my camera is right by me...I took pictures from the safety of my front room window...If I open the door to take pictures Im lible to get hit with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOWBALLS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or a SHOVEL full !!! Oh GOOD TIMES !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284159488506770770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUbDuD0tVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eKN32MWv7PQ/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284159472417175202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUbCyHw9qI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tWIZneN97pg/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284159471016180914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUbCs5vfLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jxhmk57E40M/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We do have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt; shovels but Logan had to use this one to scrape the ICE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166889821105186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUhyiGq7CI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7soc6XVGyL0/s400/Winter+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt; LOVERS&lt;/span&gt;...Kadee and Brylee getting bundled up !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284165377097916498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUgaexW4FI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KbYvbGFVb2U/s400/Winter+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284165365442834994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUgZzWkcjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tfQoLI7wIQA/s400/Winter+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kadee, Tanner and Avery &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THROWING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166291215962018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUhPsIFT6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/IMiM8zL5A5U/s400/Winter+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166283081300210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUhPN0oOPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Bj8ywwSZwpY/s400/Winter+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166268339290754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUhOW53AoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/TbjGUFTbPl4/s400/Winter+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Abby and Tanner &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLOWING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-8257790287614705658?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/8257790287614705658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=8257790287614705658' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8257790287614705658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8257790287614705658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-love-it-or-hate-it.html' title='SNOW love it or hate it !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SVUbDuD0tVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eKN32MWv7PQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-3309984801664450769</id><published>2008-12-26T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:59:09.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag !!!</title><content type='html'>TAG YOUR IT!!!!!This is a fun tag where you can only use one-word answers!&lt;br /&gt;1.Where is your cell phone? Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;2.Where is your significant other? Work&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? Blonde&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? Spoiled&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? Serious&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Food&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? Not sure&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? Happinness&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? Office/front room&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? Good ?&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? Death&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? W/family&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? Home&lt;br /&gt;14. What you're not? Awake&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? Vacation&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? South Weber&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? Blogged&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? Sweats&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? Off&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? Brandy&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? Working&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? Tired&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? Dirty&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? Makeup&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? AE&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? Awesome&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? Lots&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Red&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? Last Night&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...Lisa, Lindsey, Shaleece, Tiffany...and good luck one word answers are hard !!! Especially for me !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-3309984801664450769?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/3309984801664450769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=3309984801664450769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3309984801664450769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3309984801664450769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag.html' title='Tag !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-331131124383874251</id><published>2008-11-16T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:49:45.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee and Abby tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadee and Abby were tagged by their cousins Ethan and Tate and now I am supose to tell you 5 things about them that you may not already know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269372473046960386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCSWI0viQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oLMooANzQrI/s400/recital+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadee -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My sweet little Kadee she is my best helper and listener&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves to be with her friend Kodee and is starting to spend hours on the phone with her ...oh no I can barely keep my phones charged enough for me !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* ALWAYS the last one out of bed in our house !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves chips...I could pack nothing else in her lunch bag and she would be perfectly content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves swimming...once she is in the water you can't get her out...and she really wants to take piano lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269374652649134562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCUVAeZWeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wS4c20A4Jp0/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Thinks she is going to marry David Archuleta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* FIRST one out of bed in the morning and is all fuel up for the day...can't slow her down !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Likes to play school as long as she is the TEACHER !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves to ride her bike as long as the tires aren't flat...thank heavens she has her own mechanic, Grandpa Chapman...he usually gets a phone call once a week requesting a repair !!! Thank heavens for grandpas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now they tag...Tanner and Drake (the only ones they know who haven't been tagged)  and I tag...Tiffany, Lacee, Haley, you three choose one of you kids !!! (Lacee...Kadee would love to read about Bailey since she always talks about "that one girl with the really long hair that does tumbling who is her cousin !!!"&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/5856870345917874639-331131124383874251?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/331131124383874251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=331131124383874251' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/331131124383874251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/331131124383874251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/11/kadee-and-abby-tag.html' title='Kadee and Abby tag'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCSWI0viQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oLMooANzQrI/s72-c/recital+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-415101932249712129</id><published>2008-11-16T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:11:27.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my this is going to be interesting !!! Dont laugh at the pictures...or do I dont care...everyone needs a good laugh from time to time and Gary and I are used to being laughed at for our pictures...we have been together FOREVER and still haven't taken that many pictures together with out the kids !!! So enjoy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269364585911682402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCLLC9KBWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wMwpSoE-N_c/s400/gary+and+lori.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Thank you photo shop...pay no attention to the kids in the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your husbands name ? Gary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long have you been married ? 15 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is he ? 36 and still older than me !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is taller ? At the moment he is but Logan is catching up fast !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who sings better ? Me of course !!! Not really...neither one !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is smarter ? Him...he married me didn't he !!! JK but he really is smarter (at most things)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who does the laundry ? Me...any of you who know Gary should know the answer to that one !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who pays the bills ? We both do...now that I am working again !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who mows the lawn ? Logan !!! But Gary pays him for doing it so he kinda counts !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cooks dinner ? Me...sad to say !!! When I cook Gary will most times make himself something else !!!Gary will throw a steak on the grill from time to time but thats all you get with it !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who admits when they are wrong ? Being that I am never wrong this one will have to go to him !!! Wait a second...I dont think I have ever heard him say it either !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who kissed who first ? Not even going to answer this one !!! Technically the first kiss was on our first date to Sadie Hawkins (nice picture hu!!!???) It went bad is all im going to say about that !!! (Remember that Gary !!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269364587837816562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCLLKIYfvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nx2s3YQHhNw/s400/sadies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who wears the pants ? ME !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I tag...Jenny, Tiffany, Haley, &amp;amp; Nicole !!! Have fun !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269364605685142818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCLMMnhFSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HWrOnbWJd5w/s400/lori+and+gary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5856870345917874639-415101932249712129?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/415101932249712129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=415101932249712129' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/415101932249712129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/415101932249712129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweetheart-tag.html' title='Sweetheart Tag'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SSCLLC9KBWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wMwpSoE-N_c/s72-c/gary+and+lori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-8643268609923361535</id><published>2008-10-31T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:06:44.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback 20+ years !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347329651367810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsqgole34I/AAAAAAAAAUI/yZlGEDP_oqU/s400/Gary+Basketball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gary 7th grade North Davis Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay so yesterday was Logans first JR. High basketball game and let me tell you I was cracking up the entire game !!! Its been 20 something years since I have been to a Jr. High anything and let me tell you NOTHING has changed !!! Well except the cheerleader skirts are shorter and some boys had facial hair !!! They still put all the playere names on basketballs around the gym and the cheers were the exact same...I thought we made them up !!! " A Wha A Wha A Wha A What you got spirt yeah yeah we got spirit yeah yeah yeah we got spirt !!! Holy crap !!! Logan even had to wear church clothes on game day!!! The varsity team lost but JV won !!! And just so you know...The cutest kid on the court is still a CHAPMAN !!! (At least I think so!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347342322869522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsqhXympRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/42XbUlG095Y/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kinda looks like a missionary with the back pack !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347349598988034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsqhy5XZwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LVWzuy8Cem0/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A little blurry...I yelled for him to stand still for a sec...then Gary yelled at me...this is basketball not a photo op he says !!! RUDE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347344814497922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsqhhEp4II/AAAAAAAAAUY/4knEESRfbWk/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When he got his jersey he was really excited about the number !!! Those who know basketball will understand !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-8643268609923361535?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/8643268609923361535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=8643268609923361535' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8643268609923361535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8643268609923361535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashback-20-years.html' title='Flashback 20+ years !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsqgole34I/AAAAAAAAAUI/yZlGEDP_oqU/s72-c/Gary+Basketball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-8984312518024032460</id><published>2008-10-31T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:08:18.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Witch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsaRkTYzUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X6EDYs5kemg/s1600-h/The+Ugly+Witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263329478617648450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsaRkTYzUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X6EDYs5kemg/s400/The+Ugly+Witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I went to Abby's class for scarey stories. Those kids are so creative with story telling and Abby is one of them !!! Most of their stories were about a 1 1/2 pages when it was Abby's turn she kept reading and reading...yes in true Abby fashion her story turned out to be 4 pages !!! I complimented her afterwards and said "Wow you wrote a long story". She laughed and said "Yeah when we were practicing I only got to read half of it". I thought it was so funny I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day I wasn't good at school and my teacher made me stay at school but she forgot about me and left. I looked at the clock and it was 7:00 so I thought, "I live close to the school, and I left I saw a bush moving and I heard HE!HE!HE!" I looked and I was a Witch! She had long black hair with cob webs and rat hairs and cat hairs she also had at the end of her long, pointy green nose. The mole had a wart on it in the same spot it had hair out of it. Her skin was light green she had red eyes. She was wareing a black dress and a cape. She asked me where I lived and I said, "where do you live?" she whispered "I live in a fores where theres a cave with other witches and I flew here where do you live?" she screamed I said "I live just down the road why?" "Because I want you and your family to try my soup." she said smiling. "Sorry but I'm not allowed to try stuff without my Mom or Dad trying it first I'll talk to you tomorrow after school bye" I said quickly. I ran quickly home and I told my Mom I saw a witch. She said NO WAY! So I ate my dinner and I went to bed. That night I got out of bed and I ran down to the school and I ran in the bush where the was. The witch said HI! and her cat said Meow! Then I thought I'm tired and I ran back home and went back to bed and slept good. I got ready for school. I walked to school I was half way there and the witch swooped me on her broom stick and took me to school I told my teacher I saw a witch but she didn't believe me. That day I was so good in school that Mrs. Hendericks let me go home when everbody else did I went in the bush and the witch swooped me on her broom stick again I got home and she came inside my house. My family met the witch and we even had her soup for dinner !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby told me that when her teached edited the story "she crossed out like a million ands"....really... so now there are only 1/2 million !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-8984312518024032460?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/8984312518024032460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=8984312518024032460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8984312518024032460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8984312518024032460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/ugly-witch.html' title='The Ugly Witch'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SQsaRkTYzUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X6EDYs5kemg/s72-c/The+Ugly+Witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-1208970528453307471</id><published>2008-10-28T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:57:22.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167494482594&amp;amp;site=widget-a2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167494482594&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p1/2810246167494482594/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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The kids had so much fun and I had never been there...we went on a hayride and each kid got to pick a pumpkin...it cracked me up because the guy who drove the tractor told all the kids when they found one they wanted to raise their hands and he would come cut it off the vine for them...not only did he cut it off but throughly inspected the pumpkin to make sure it was ok...and I mean throughly inspected...he rubbed them all over...I was like what the heck its just a pumpkin but I guess I should be grateful we could have taken home a rotten one I guess. They have lots of other things as well slides, little tractor rides, pig races, and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was when all the little ones went on the little tractor ride...Lisa and Marty HAD to go because a couple of their kids were kinda scared...I thought me and Tiffany were going to pee our pants laughing at Lisa and Marty !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afterwards the girls and I went to a Pumpkin Party at Jasons house where they got more pumpkins...the reason they want so many pumpkins is to make pumpkin seeds. Every since they had them at Grandma Westbroeks house this is a must for us each year. I make them get the seeds out cause it makes me gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had so many pictures that I decided to make a slide show ...hopefully it turns out !!!  Also the random pictures of the carrotts were taken by my girls lately that is their thing to take dumb pictures and they just show up when I down load them !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-1432500293782736230?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/1432500293782736230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=1432500293782736230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1432500293782736230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1432500293782736230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkins-pumpkins-pumpkins-and-seeds.html' title='Pumpkins, Pumpkins, Pumpkins and Seeds...'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-2622851623591172820</id><published>2008-10-28T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:13:35.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been tagged and this time it is QUIRKS !!! You have to list 6 quirks about yourself soooo in no particular order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Dishes - I have to have all my plates and bowls stacked the same way...all the patterns and styles have to be together. Same with the silverware...I have to put all the big forks and small forks in separate dividers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Ear wax - This must be blamed on my mom but it drives me crazy...Qtips everyone !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Pantry - No one in this house knows how to throw empty food packages away...I open the pantry to EMPTIES everyday...no matter how much I say "If you take the last one throw the package in the garbage" so now it seems that its easier to hide it some where in the pantry rather than walk 4 feet to the trash can !!! I will survive the next few years right !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Sunflower Seeds - Everyone knows how much my family all loves sunflower seeds me included...but it drives me crazy how many I find throughout the house...and stuck in the bottom of glasses....eeeewwww...I swear we live in a bird cage !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Feet - I am with Tiffany on this one...can't stand them...maybe its cause I have the Westbroek curse...LONG toes !!! or maybe its cause Gary's are so dry and nasty !!! Either way...yuck !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Mail - All the junk mail that comes...I just throw it away but Gary has to open everything and read it and then...LEAVES it where ever he read it...on the counter...next to the toilet...anywhere. THROW it away already !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh this almost makes me sound -itchy !!! You all know I'm not though right !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whitney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lacee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shaleece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-2622851623591172820?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/2622851623591172820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=2622851623591172820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2622851623591172820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2622851623591172820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/quirks.html' title='Quirks'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-4106677536882138910</id><published>2008-10-12T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:48:44.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJgkpMmo_I/AAAAAAAAATg/eLlGlVJ2Mcw/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256369897745064946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJgkpMmo_I/AAAAAAAAATg/eLlGlVJ2Mcw/s400/173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJgk7KgNOI/AAAAAAAAATo/eD-Gu_iGEMA/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256369902568092898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJgk7KgNOI/AAAAAAAAATo/eD-Gu_iGEMA/s400/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJglMhOtPI/AAAAAAAAATw/6xhlTyBTxVs/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256369907226817778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJglMhOtPI/AAAAAAAAATw/6xhlTyBTxVs/s400/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256367689967817538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJekIlfU0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qxtP_OImuFI/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its hard to believe that I'm at this point in life where all my kids are born, blessed and baptized. Yesterday was Abbys baptism, it was a very nice day, I enjoyed having my family all here with us for Abby. She has been looking forward to this day for 2 years since Kadee was baptized...I'm not sure if it was being baptized or being able to have her own scriptures !!! She has been hyper ALL WEEK...driving everyone in this house CRAZY. I believe it is true the closer you get to 8 the harder Satan works on you !!! Abby has pushed it to the limits all week long...not listening to anything you ask her to do and....walking home from school Thursday she decides she needs to go to the bathroom....those of you who know how close we live to the school it would have been no problem to hold it right....WRONG....she finds a bush in the parking lot of the park and squats !!! Around 7 that night Kadee decides its time to out her sister for what she did on the way home....can you imagine my surprise....that my little girl would do such a thing ??? Oh wait this IS Abby we are talking about....so there wasn't much surprise!!! Needless to say she spent the rest of the night in her room!!! When I told Gary he just LAUGHED for a few minutes then he says I understand why little boys would do that but what would make a girl want to do it ??? Good question....Abbys answer....well mom I really had to go !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256367693250890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJekU0PDJI/AAAAAAAAATA/_oS_3lc7OL4/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baptism was really nice....my dad did the baptism and confirmation....I love him so much for doing this for my kids....he has been there for them from the delivery room on....yes he was in the delivery room for all 3....I didn't have the guts to tell him he couldn't !!!! He takes that VERY personal!!! (Family joke there!!!) But I am grateful for him and the example he is for my family. Aaron gave the talk on Baptism, he used the example of Alice in Wonderland and how she stayed on the right path and found her way back home....he did awesome !!! Thanks Aaron !!! Lisa gave the talk on the Holy Ghost she does so good speaking in front of people....the thing Abby took from her talk was that if she is fighting with Logan and Kadee and I ask her to stop even though they really deserved it she HAS TO STOP !!! (Thanks Lisa I will let you know how that goes !!!) And I loved the stories about Tanners experiences when he learned about the Holy Ghost....he is so funny !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256367692309728786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJekRT2DhI/AAAAAAAAATI/DuWmjgM-XeA/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the meeting the counselor from the bishop brick spoke and asked Abby if she felt any different....she thought for a minute and said "NO"!!! I could have died !!! Not sure what she was expecting !!! I don't think the counselor expected that answer either he wasn't sure what to say !!! One thing I'm sure he learned is that with Abby anything can happen !!! My dad even held her under for a few seconds and then asked me if I thought that was long enough apparently it wasn't!!! I know that she felt something when you receive the Holy Ghost it is something you never forget its something that stays with you forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again to everyone who helped make this a special day for Abby !!! We really appreciate it !!! And that is the last for a FEW years....next time will be if Logan decides to go on a mission....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256368327766571090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJfJQkj-FI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xJSA2bUQtzw/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby in her baptism dress Sunday morning....can you believe one day it is nice and green and the next there is 5 inches of snow !!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256368336111728226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJfJvqM9mI/AAAAAAAAATY/mAYSo0F3RGk/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&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/5856870345917874639-4106677536882138910?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/4106677536882138910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=4106677536882138910' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/4106677536882138910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/4106677536882138910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-babys-baptism.html' title='My baby&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SPJgkpMmo_I/AAAAAAAAATg/eLlGlVJ2Mcw/s72-c/173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-7956220793333804284</id><published>2008-10-12T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:42:01.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>8 TV Shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Young and the Restless&lt;br /&gt;*Dancing with the Stars&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ER&lt;br /&gt;*Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;*Ellen&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dateline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tonys&lt;/span&gt; Pizza&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tepenyaki&lt;/span&gt; (?spelling)&lt;br /&gt;*Wingers&lt;br /&gt;*Chick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;br /&gt;*Great Harvest sandwich&lt;br /&gt;*Maddox&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Elmadador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Goodwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Made soup for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Abby's&lt;/span&gt; baptism (two different kinds so this should count as two)&lt;br /&gt;*Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Abby's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;baptism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Listened to Aaron and Lisa give two really good talks...its great having family that will do this     for you&lt;br /&gt;*Had my family over for lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Cleaned up the mess from lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Listened to  Danielle defend Obama to my parents and brother in law Jason (GOOD TIMES !!!)&lt;br /&gt;*Helped Abby do her baptism book....answered a million questions&lt;br /&gt;*Yelled at kids to clean stuff up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kids that clean up after themselves without asking&lt;br /&gt;*Having all my projects finished&lt;br /&gt;*Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas&lt;br /&gt;*Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;*Elections&lt;br /&gt;*Economy improving !!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my wish list (....only 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not enough !!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Food Storage&lt;br /&gt;*House paid for&lt;br /&gt;*Family vacation....some where warm and tropical&lt;br /&gt;*Brand new wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;*Good skin&lt;br /&gt;*Never having to work out and have a body that looks like I do !!!&lt;br /&gt;*My kids to grow up and never have trials !!!&lt;br /&gt;*Good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; tagging  (Lisa took all the sisters so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going after cousins and friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jenny&lt;br /&gt;*Lacee&lt;br /&gt;*Haley&lt;br /&gt;*April&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kristi&lt;br /&gt;*Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Shaleece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-7956220793333804284?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/7956220793333804284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=7956220793333804284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7956220793333804284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7956220793333804284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-7200865012327310490</id><published>2008-10-04T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:08:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain go away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOfxlX91_kI/AAAAAAAAASw/RYE5a2Hqlas/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253433114741833282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOfxlX91_kI/AAAAAAAAASw/RYE5a2Hqlas/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you ever wish you could have a "do over" day ? Well today would be one of the days I would pick !!! Cold, wet and misserable...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Logans&lt;/span&gt; whole team would as well...yes they lost today. I was so afraid this was going to happen...they got behind and didn't stay in the fight !!! They had a great season...the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opponents&lt;/span&gt; only scored 21 points on them all season...what is the worst of that is 13 of those points came today and we only scored 6 so we lost....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUMMER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was really worried about spending the day with Logan after that cause he was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; down...I told Logan on the way home I would take him to lunch anywhere he wanted...then 10 minutes after we got home the door bell rang and it was one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Logans&lt;/span&gt; coaches' wife...she wanted to take him and 3 other kids from the team to Little America to spend the night and hang out at Gateway....hum...go to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUNCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with my family or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LITTLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMERICA&lt;/span&gt;for the night...tough choice right Logan...so he is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; and I'm sitting here blogging...They were also going to the Conference Center for a tour after conference today where they might even get to see the prophet. The coach that took them is also an usher at the Conference Center so he has access to do that. They are the nicest friends and just didn't want the boys to sit around feeling down so they took them to do something up lifting...awesome people...love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One other nice thing was that my cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shaleece&lt;/span&gt; came to the game...she was in town from Idaho and said she might stop by if the weather wasn't too cold...and it was cold...so I didn't expect to see her but she came anyway. It was nice to chat and see her...I think it has been at least 9 to 10 months. So thanks for coming down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shaleece&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-7200865012327310490?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/7200865012327310490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=7200865012327310490' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7200865012327310490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7200865012327310490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain go away....'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOfxlX91_kI/AAAAAAAAASw/RYE5a2Hqlas/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-3699584653173337518</id><published>2008-10-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:24:12.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO FALCONS !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't believe the season has finally reached the playoff time. Saturdays game is the first game of the playoffs, so its&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; win or go home time&lt;/span&gt;. I'm about as anxious for this as the NBA playoffs !!! I know you all probably think I'm crazy...but that's OK I AM !!! Our team has played so well together this year I think all games combined the other team as only scored on us twice...which is awesome but what worries me is that our team could be playing some more intense games and if they start loosing they will give up and not fight for the win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are the team pictures Logan brought home last night. Football pictures crack me up !!! They try to make themselves look all big and tough !!! And his hair...this faux hawk stuff kinda reminds me of little babies whose moms try to put a curl on the top of their head !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Whatever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is what I'm sure to hear Logan say after he reads this !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215180638982290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOOd4R3mkJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EDI8WHT5_bc/s400/Football+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a stud&lt;/span&gt;...too bad pictures aren't interactive so you could get a "wiff" of the uniform and pads!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215185353217410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOOd4jbkFYI/AAAAAAAAASY/aOSm8FctynE/s400/Football+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THE TEAM !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Notice how big the coaches are ? Well last Saturday night they had a party for the team at the aquatic center...bad idea coaches...unless you want to get wet...yep you guessed it...those little brats threw everyone of their coaches in the pool. The one on the far left was a bit of a challenge...they had to push him while he was sitting on a chair because there is no other way to move that man. Just in case you cant tell which one is Logan...he is 3rd from the right on the back row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-3699584653173337518?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/3699584653173337518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=3699584653173337518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3699584653173337518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3699584653173337518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-falcons.html' title='GO FALCONS !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SOOd4R3mkJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EDI8WHT5_bc/s72-c/Football+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-2058159436837456634</id><published>2008-09-13T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:34:00.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I did not actually RUN a marathon...though it feels like it...we have been running all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8:30 A.M. Football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245670709168798050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxdt5yteWI/AAAAAAAAARA/bMF4_padkyo/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The interception!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245670717056059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxduXLLiZI/AAAAAAAAARI/nyXiXQ9P_6w/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Almost there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logans team won again!!! YEAH!!! He had another interception...this one was on the other teams 30 yd line and he ran it all the way back to our 3 yd line...he should have had a touch down but I think he ran out of gas and was tackled...they won 27 to 0. This teams defense is so awesome...the other team never even had a first down I don't think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:30 A.M. Take your family to work day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245678681404789858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxk98r41GI/AAAAAAAAAR4/h9EYnLP6u1o/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first year Smiths has done this...they had food and things for the kids to play on...they also had a dunking machine where the Management would get on it and you could buy balls to dunk them and all the money went to charity. Gary is now looking for a new job because Logan dunked his boss!!! (The highest guy in management). There was also a pie eating contest, Austin was in it...Logan couldn't because he had already ate 5 hot dogs...gross!!! The pie eating contest was nasty...lets just say Austin had to eat his pie twice, if you know what I mean it was disgusting!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245673703442930626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxgcMVS28I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7hGMc-nVdyc/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245673709080343202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxgchVW8qI/AAAAAAAAARY/e6HEOzeHc30/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245673721378432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxgdPJc5mI/AAAAAAAAARg/B7MnsdCtUBA/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245673722596228210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxgdTry_HI/AAAAAAAAARo/nVT6bGYp9Ws/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The winner is...Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245673722064684162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxgdRtERII/AAAAAAAAARw/8xO8czTi0Gc/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Logan making the throw that dunked the boss!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1:30 P.M Danielle and Jims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gary and Aaron helped Danielle &amp;amp; Jim put the hardwood floor in their new house...Aarons poor back, he was there for 3 hours before we got there, he could barely stand up...he will be sore tomorrow I'm sure. Danielle and I did a little painting...she even let Kadee and Abby paint some trim...with OIL base paint!!! I would never let them do such a thing...no wonder why they like her more than me...good luck Danielle on the second coat...they put ALOT of paint on with a lot of brush marks!!! Hope that turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4:00 P.M. Knight family party&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was the annual family picnic...not a lot to say about this we just ate and went home...Gary had a football game to watch so it was ok to leave early and I didn't complain...it has been a LONG day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245710954931247506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMyCUg8NWZI/AAAAAAAAASI/hpZkHFyZECM/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Buffy, Gary, and Aunt Jeannie...Jeannie just moved here from Alaska...we are glad to have them closer...EVERY time we see her she tells us this funny story about Gary when he was 2 years old...She was babysitting him at his grandmas house in Sunset and he didn't want to be there so...he left and went walking home to Syracuse !!! He made it quit far...they found him on the viaduct in Sunset headed towards Syracuse...he was crying when they found him because he knew he was going to have to go back to grandmas house!!! How scary for her thinking he was gone forever and he knew exactly where he was...going home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next marathon for me will be on Monday and will probably last a few weeks...has something to do with this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245678684731606994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxk-JFEB9I/AAAAAAAAASA/ju63Dgs0zU8/s400/Help_wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wish me luck!!! Scary times for me but I feel like this is what I need to do !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-2058159436837456634?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/2058159436837456634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=2058159436837456634' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2058159436837456634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2058159436837456634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-marathon.html' title='Saturday Marathon'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMxdt5yteWI/AAAAAAAAARA/bMF4_padkyo/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-3621855886686170913</id><published>2008-09-06T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:21:41.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eight years old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192246639319122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcdEDrLWFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/wYStVPAtnNk/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have always compared my kids personalities to their labor and delivery...With Logan it was a day full of pain...Kadee she was just lazily waiting for someone to make her come into the world (i had to be started) cool, calm and collect...Then there came Abby...I worked all day and was having some pains but nothing I thought to worry about after all I was going to be started the next day...WELL I get home from work and am getting everything in order for the next day when all of the sudden my water breaks...Scared the crap out of me...and to top it all off Gary was 45 mins away at a golf tournement...he doesn't answer his phone but luckily he was with my dad and he did answer. By the time Gary got there I was having ALOT of contractions and they HURT...I thought for sure we weren't going to make it in time for an epidural...at the hospital we were standing in LINE to be admitted...more water...so we got moved to the front of the line within 45 mins I had my epidural (thankfully) and another hour Abby was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been like that with her ever since...you never know what your going to get...or what she is going to try next. The first 2 years I could not keep her out of the dirt...she loved eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192250659331506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcdESpn3bI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HEQZNXM_PPc/s400/40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192254493512802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcdEg7w1GI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZcExDUcoJWg/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loves Dirt !!! YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then there was the treadmill thing...once again doing something she should not...she turned it on and got thrown off the back...when she put her hands on the tread to try and stand up they were sucked into the tread giving her really bad burns on her hand and some really good SKID marks on the treadmill. She had to have skin graphs to repair the skin...but she was given some really good medicine for the pain!!! We had to give it to her every night an hour before changing the dressing on her hands...well one day her hands were hurting in the middle of the day so I was just going to give her Tylenol...she told me "No I want the good stuff" !!! Does this worry me !!! YES !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192248745944290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcdELhb5OI/AAAAAAAAAPw/R3SHC7IPYlA/s400/54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Treadmills are hard on the hands too !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always up to something...no broken bones...but she has lost 2 fingernails...and 3 toenails...all from messing around with things she shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But we love her anyway...she certainly keeps life interesting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abbys favorite things...&lt;em&gt;Hannah Montana...Taylor Swift...salad...babies...chips and salsa...Disney Channel...playing in the dirt...Alyssa...Kodee...school...vegtables with ranch...reading...swimming...playing with babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244193958659894002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcentcsKvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ltcOgo5nyP4/s400/Island+Park+4th+of+July+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244193951513134498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcenS0xRaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6nB1lX1pPQk/s400/recital+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tumbling recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abbys dislikes...&lt;em&gt;not being the boss...Logan (its a big brother thing)...mosquitos(very allergic)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-3621855886686170913?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/3621855886686170913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=3621855886686170913' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3621855886686170913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/3621855886686170913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-abby.html' title='Happy Birthday Abby'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMcdEDrLWFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/wYStVPAtnNk/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-1423847152592384869</id><published>2008-09-06T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:23:19.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Crazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today we had the usual football game...8:30 on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning should be illegal !!! I have been dragging ever since and I still got 2 more hours of sleep than I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the week. The game was kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; also...the kids didn't play with that much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; either even though we won!!! Logan had a couple of good plays so he was pretty excited and he made weight with 2 pounds to spare so after the game he celebrated by eating a half gallon of ice cream...no joke...I was sick just watching. Now he will have to be running in his sweats again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243075245411564114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMlKB1melI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5fyvAMusTk8/s400/63+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed this one !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243075261508683378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMlK9zdBnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VY5t0132JXQ/s400/63+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Caught this one!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243075256777495570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMlKsLc1BI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JaVJjPnIgX4/s400/63+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another catch!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the game we took the girls and some of their friends to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tepanyaki&lt;/span&gt; for their birthdays...I'm not a party planner but the girls wanted to do something for their b-days so I figured what the heck...we will take them out to dinner...they seemed to have fun. Until Logan showed them all why it isn't fun to have a brother (only one of the girls we took has a brother) while we were eating ice cream at Paces Logan starts FARTING...he is so gross...but he is a 13 year old and in his mind he thinks its cool to do no matter where he is...and I get no help from Gary on that one...I think he laughed as hard a Logan did...boys no matter the age they never change!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243078462249912018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMoFRfoRtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xQDEaUtN-rs/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aubrie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Raquell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kodee&lt;/span&gt;, Abby, and Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243078469273630930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMoFrqNuNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/OW0lFvh4DxA/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby and Alyssa...don't worry there are not 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Abbys&lt;/span&gt;...she is standing in front of a mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243078472086883458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMoF2I8jII/AAAAAAAAAPY/aYZqHu9agIk/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Raquelle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kodee&lt;/span&gt;, Aubrie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243078479486529458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMoGRtKL7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Y6_4KhB3tJ0/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While the cook was doing his tricks with the eggs he dropped one right in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kodees&lt;/span&gt; plate...never seen that happen but the girls got a kick out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-1423847152592384869?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/1423847152592384869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=1423847152592384869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1423847152592384869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1423847152592384869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-crazy-saturday.html' title='Another Crazy Saturday'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMMlKB1melI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5fyvAMusTk8/s72-c/63+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-1969456236519252980</id><published>2008-09-05T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:06:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kadee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHj5kSNbdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dBc60kXhJP8/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242722019368070610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHj5kSNbdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dBc60kXhJP8/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242706857878689042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHWHDVdFRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/appHqGVCWp4/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its hard to believe that Kadee is 10 years old, it seems like I just had her. I remember the first time I saw her after she was born and I just thought...oh my gosh she is beautiful...she really was a beautiful baby...her head was the perfect shape...(unlike my first born !!! I'm sure you all remember that!!!). She was just perfect...except she liked to cry...ALOT...she had to be held all the time and not just held but bounced as well. She was a stinker !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242708117252351666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHXQW3iJrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/MwVpQMkNH8A/s320/7+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Halloween...she loved this costume...I think she wore it everywhere I would let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242708120119171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHXQhjCWMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/MJs-CiKfvZ0/s320/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Westbroek reunion...I love the picture...this was Kadees first hair cut...Cute bob !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242708126937769154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHXQ68t5MI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E1TubQh_HoU/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas at Grandpa Rods...What a good sport Logan was...he and Kadee were BEST friends until Abby came along !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242711052112240498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHZ7MEqH3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/4m7bAcXqGoQ/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Best friend Kodee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kadees favorite things: &lt;em&gt;Hannah Montana, Nintendo DS, Taylor Swift, Kodee, cheese and crackers, riding her bike, glitter make up, pony tails, potato bugs, achievement days, primary, swimming, tumbling, Ghost Whisper, going to Grandpas on Sunday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kadees dislikes: &lt;em&gt;vegetables, cleaning her room, salad, getting her hair brushed, curly hair, cats, spiders, being chased or spied on by boys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Things I can hear her say daily: &lt;em&gt;What evs, Abby hit me, bye mom I love you, Logan knock it off, mom look at this (she ALWAYS has something wrong with her), can I go ride my bike, whats for dinner, is tonight stay up late night, mom I'm hungry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadee is a very sweet girl and if you are her friend you have a friend for life...you come first...she is always trying to make everyone happy and is my greatest helper, she knows I don't like to leave the house until everything is picked up so as I am frantically trying to get out the door she is always at my feet picking things up with me. When ever I need help with something I always call her name because I know she will be there to help. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Please leave us your memories of Kadee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-1969456236519252980?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/1969456236519252980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=1969456236519252980' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1969456236519252980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1969456236519252980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-kadee.html' title='Happy Birthday Kadee'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SMHj5kSNbdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dBc60kXhJP8/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-6470192579307880835</id><published>2008-08-30T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:37:37.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another WIN !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnlBlX_unI/AAAAAAAAANA/498aSLHDZuU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240471456797670002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnlBlX_unI/AAAAAAAAANA/498aSLHDZuU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;New jerseys and new # for Logan #87&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one gets tired of my blogging about football...if you do...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; read it !!! Just kidding !!! I am just so proud of these kids...yes they did win again !!! They beat the team that won the mini bowl last year so it was a pretty big deal...I even stayed home from Island Park for this one !!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; was winning at half time 6 to 0 so we were a little nervous but came back from half time and scored 3 straight unanswered (Logan is narrating this for me...yes he is pretty stoked...oh and telling me how to spell!!!). One of the touchdowns came from a deflection by one of our players...he knocked the ball high in the air on a pass play and another kid from our team caught it and ran 20 yards for a TD!!! AWESOME !!! Another TD came from a 70 TD run by Mason...that kid has some wheels on him!!! Logan had two interceptions...one I was able to get a picture of the other I missed because I was getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitneys&lt;/span&gt; kids from Jake in the parking lot!!! Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; Whit!!! On the first one I saw the whole thing happen in slow motion I turned to Gary and said he is going to intercept this one...for once I could see him thinking and reading the play instead of wondering what he was thinking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240471463145327890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnlB9BZTRI/AAAAAAAAANI/a6tk9-yOiEo/s320/inter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st interception by Logan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I put a red circle around it so you can see which one he is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240471464061742450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnlCAb4rXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dNexPCT2amI/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 Mason with the 70yd TD!!! AWESOME !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; played really dirty...one play they were going for the 2 point conversion and a gay running back from the other team scratched our player in the eye...(Logan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;narrating&lt;/span&gt; again). Then we were going for a TD and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; grabbed one of our players face mask and was slamming his head in to the ground...SEVERAL times...even after the whistle. Gary and I were right there and it freaked me out...I thought for sure our player was going to get a broken neck I was so scared and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;adrenalen&lt;/span&gt; was flowing...I just started yelling "hes got his face mask and is punching him in the neck"...no call on the player but me and Gary got in trouble from the ref...I told him I wasn't looking for a call (we were already killing them) I was just concerned for the safety of the team. Oh no have I become one of those parents ??? I swear it was pure emotion I was shaking so bad, I could just picture that kid really getting hurt...Scary stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240488482777163554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLn0goF1ZyI/AAAAAAAAANw/_PLhVoi9EWo/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logan jumping in the background celebrating the TD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I call elevation"(once again Logan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He should get his own blog.He wanted this one in here. He is he tallest one in the background!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half time cheerleaders...they don't get this from me...I would never dare go out in front of people and do something like this but my girls must have more Chapman in them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240483872153101794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnwUQLZZeI/AAAAAAAAANg/KOVyQiuTZcA/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240483884625311586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnwU-pAN2I/AAAAAAAAANo/zFMqbOAI_sE/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GO KADEE!!!&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/5856870345917874639-6470192579307880835?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/6470192579307880835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=6470192579307880835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6470192579307880835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6470192579307880835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-win.html' title='Another WIN !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLnlBlX_unI/AAAAAAAAANA/498aSLHDZuU/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-5931176372619928728</id><published>2008-08-28T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:15:10.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Daughter Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Girls night out with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdwBxHUPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ilBW25p7A6o/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239689402414223602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdwBxHUPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ilBW25p7A6o/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdxXnov-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mINORwhiL4I/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239689425459920866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdxXnov-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mINORwhiL4I/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary had his first Daddy Daughter Date with the girls for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; days. They went to the park and learned about fire and cooked hot dogs and roasted marshmallows. I gave him specific instructions on what pictures I wanted him to take...one of him with the girls was what I wanted most but...he didn't listen so no pictures of him with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239689416811243730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdw3ZoaNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tZaxxTqM9X8/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt; favorite part was learning to build a fire, must be a Chapman thing Gary always plays in the fire and Logan....well he likes to light golf balls on fire and it them into a dry field...(another summer highlight). They started with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; sticks and laid them out in a tic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tac&lt;/span&gt; toe pattern then added lint. Gary lit the match...of course he did...anyone who knows Gary knows you cant keep him out of the fire...thank heavens there were no BIG logs otherwise they could have been there all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239690519184998066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcexCEA_rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/l1ocT-K4Bh4/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239690500227388194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcev7cK0yI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O-yS0bf0NfM/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Abbys&lt;/span&gt; favorite part was roasting marshmallows. Gary told her to put it in the fire so she did and it caught on fire so Gary had to blow it out and make her another one which Abby said "was the most perfect golden brown marshmallow" she has every had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239690531453552802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcexvxESKI/AAAAAAAAAM4/n_A84tZd3E0/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must be how it caught on fire...since it is right in the flame !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239690506861002034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcewUJvvTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/00jPz8nHH9Q/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy hot dogs !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239689395518325794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdvoFARCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xNCYaw5Fqzo/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-5931176372619928728?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/5931176372619928728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=5931176372619928728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/5931176372619928728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/5931176372619928728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/daddy-daughter-date.html' title='Daddy Daughter Date'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLcdwBxHUPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ilBW25p7A6o/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-710837825158307300</id><published>2008-08-27T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:15:58.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School..yippee...horray !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX57P06x_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/b7MQ6onb2Is/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239368537771526130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX57P06x_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/b7MQ6onb2Is/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And off they go !!! Have a nice day at school girls !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day has finally arrived...back to school. This summer has gone by so fast, partly because my girls were in year round school and didn't get out until the end of June. That left two months for a summer vacation. Logan wanted a Black Berry Pearl cell phone and I figured I could use him to babysit to earn the money after all I used to tend 7 kids all summer long so surely he could handle two months with just 2 right !!!??? Lets just say thank heavens for school !!! (5-10 phone calls a day...enough said)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239363917222355650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX1uS8JosI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9YYekwXLVgA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan started 8th grade this year and he is officially taller than me...yikes !!! He didn't want to go through the whole picture taking...note the look on his face !!! Hopefully he can keep up the grades he got last year (4.0) i'm nervous that 8th grade is going to be a little tougher than 7th but he is pretty smart. I still have my report card from 7th grade !!! I'm not showing it to him...that will just be an excuse for him to slack !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239365577602991026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX3O8Vvg7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/nrm-MeD63gs/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Smile Logan...this IS fun !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the biggest smile I could get out of him...guess he is getting too cool for this kind of thing !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239366704524230338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX4Qics_sI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Jsc-RfVFcDo/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadee is in 4th grade, she has Mrs. Olsen and Mrs. Strong, they job share so one teaches in the morning and the other the afternoon then they rotate Friday's. She is excited for her new teachers she just wishes her best friend Kodee would be in her class. The "girl" drama started already...Kodee told her that Heavenly Father put them in different classes for a reason so she has calmed down about it...just wish I would have thought to tell her that sooner...might have saved a weekend of feeling sorry for herself. And the new principle lets them sit where ever they want in the lunch room...another saving grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239367646432774066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX5HXVMx7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VFD2eNvcpQk/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kadee in front of her class room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239367652699466386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX5HurS6pI/AAAAAAAAAKg/S7xe8Li8NtU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sitting at her new desk&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239366708720137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX4QyFFdFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/DzbYi2bdmNE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friends...today anyway !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239366116217521538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX3uS1dBYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yl939zs5tU4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby is in 2nd grade, she has Mrs. Hendericks, who was Kadees' teacher in 2nd grade. She said all summer long that if she didn't get Mrs. Hendericks she wouldn't go to school !!! I believe her too !!! But someone was watching out for me and knew I really didn't need anymore stress this coming year. When we got to the class room Mrs. Hendericks said "Abby I'm so glad your in my class." I told her she has no idea how happy I am about it. She really is a fun teacher and Abby is already singing the songs she teaches them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239367644250699794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX5HPM8-BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tmJiafRI64I/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby and Mrs. Hendericks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank heavens for great teachers that help your kids enjoy school and want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239367638961076978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX5G7fzuvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Tfq2AZ-k7ZU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Abby in front of her new class room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-710837825158307300?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/710837825158307300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=710837825158307300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/710837825158307300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/710837825158307300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-schoolyippeehorray.html' title='Back to School..yippee...horray !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLX57P06x_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/b7MQ6onb2Is/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-2359211286556552348</id><published>2008-08-23T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:43:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football anyone ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237838227515692482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKHd4I1cI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HjC8b-KqqOs/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah !!! Its finally here...FOOTBALL...and all I can say is I LOVE IT !!! It is so much fun to watch these kids play. This is their 3rd year together and they are finally getting each other. They practice 5 nights a week for 2 hours...they smell more like they do it for 10 but oh well thats part of football I guess. We were afraid Logan wasn't going to be able to play this year because on the night of their scrimage he hurt his ankle so he walked the side line after 3 plays...I was so mad I thought he was being a baby (mean mom) but we got him a brace (notice it in the pic above) and all is well. I think he thinks it makes him look tougher !!! They have won the first two games the first against Syracuse (yes!!!) and today Clinton. I even wore a West Point Football shirt...I was afraid not to after Gary spent money on it !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One funny thing from the game today...there was a lady standing next to me and her husband was kinda being mean about the things she said about the game...clearly she doesn't know all the calls and rules...what woman really does...anyway he kept correcting her...one time she yelled "nice block" to one of the players. He told her its not a "block" we are on defense its called a "tackle"...well I had listened nicely long enough and turned to him and said "you know women see the game differently than men she saw the team doing something good and was excited about it". I said it joking so hopefully he wasn't offended !!! If he was he better get to know me better !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237837445995635250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCJZ-fPIjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BmMuexktEgM/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nice "block" Logan !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237838190263069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKFTGa6gI/AAAAAAAAAI4/U8abP4Ipoz8/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kinda hard to see...but that is Logan in the back...all you can see is his hands...he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had an interception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237838201722781586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKF9yoP5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/MZxjod1zVrs/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Since Logan plays safety most of the tackles are made before they get to him...this is my safety cause I dont have to worry about him missing to many tackles...but then again if he does miss them they will score...unless they trip themselves !!! HAHAHA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237838207726299170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKGUJ-qCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/mYnHgm93_9o/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Going for the "block"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237838217208113010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKG3enp3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HY-3_rcvMDQ/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237837398162206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCJXMS28EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Cvi5cPip5Ts/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After the game Coaches talk...cant wait to get in the car with that "sweaty" head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way I had Logan help me with the difference between "tackle" and "block" in these pictures...I don't want anyone telling me I don't know my stuff !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-2359211286556552348?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/2359211286556552348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=2359211286556552348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2359211286556552348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2359211286556552348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/football-anyone.html' title='Football anyone ?'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCKHd4I1cI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HjC8b-KqqOs/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-6781313722011490284</id><published>2008-08-23T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:37:58.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A star on the horizon ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCFX0t0wUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rLdhEKe0PXA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237833010966217026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCFX0t0wUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rLdhEKe0PXA/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I got home from work the other day Abby comes running up to me all excited to tell me something...She and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made a "recording studio". I kinda just blew her off because I was in a hurry to get dinner on the table. So a little while later I found her in her room a.k.a "recording studio" I had to go to my room to laugh...She had taken my old vacuum, open the top and stuck a strainer (microphone) in the top then she got the head phones from their mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; player that along with her mp3 player she was set to go !!! Kids and their imaginations...oh and by the way if you see her don't mention this blog...after I took the picture she was really mad...she is afraid she will be teased !!! She made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make one as well...I cant remember who was Hannah or which one was Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is going to be so glad to be back in school so she wont have to bossed around by Abby any more !!! Wonder where she gets that from ??? Given the comments Lacee left on my memories blog i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;'m&lt;/span&gt; wondering if I was that bossy when I was young !!! If so I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRULY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to everyone of you who were bossed by me!!!&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/5856870345917874639-6781313722011490284?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/6781313722011490284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=6781313722011490284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6781313722011490284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6781313722011490284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/star-on-horizon.html' title='A star on the horizon ?'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SLCFX0t0wUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rLdhEKe0PXA/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-6301342104539379538</id><published>2008-08-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:38:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Their Back</title><content type='html'>Every year of Garys life he has gone to the Uintahs camping and fishing for a week. It started when he was young and his dad would take him and his sisters...great stories from those days !!! He was definitely the "chosen child" who did no wrong...must come from being the only boy !!! This is my favorite picture of him from those trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589339857191970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJM7zAtbhCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BuQwmMQ2mWI/s320/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we were married Gary would just go with a couple of his friends, then when Logan turned 8 it was his turn to be included...happy day !!! Girls have never been invited but that is ok we have our own fun at home...its called peace and quiet...with no big brother to pick on the girls !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first year that I have let them take my camera since I have two now I figured I could afford to loose one should they break it !!! I'm really glad I did they got some good pictures to go with the memories. The only thing they haven't learned is that if you want a picture you need to have the camera with you at ALL times. Logan caught a 15 inch Tiger Trout...which I'm guessing is kinda rare...I'm not up on my fish lingo...anyway they didn't have the camera so Logan ran back to the trailer to get it...Gary was holding the fish and before he could get back the fish was gone...ooops Gary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229595583020200082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJNBeaTe8JI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MDGkvtpLdfI/s320/IMGP1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The one that didn't get away !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229596060320438610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJNB6MYumVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/v3wF2prEMvA/s320/IMGP1115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did manage to keep a hold of this one...the reason Logan is in his under ware...well Gary threw one back and after it swam off a few feet from the shore it started floating so Logan was sent in to get it !!! I swear the stories of them fishing makes me wonder if this was their first trip !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229601194973858674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJNGlEdgC3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/yd2_uZafo8A/s320/IMGP1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Logan retrieving the fish...I'm sure he was real upset when Gary told him to jump in after it...the kid loves water...he should have been born a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229598630948439010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJNEP0uNA-I/AAAAAAAAAII/skeCp9vql-U/s320/IMGP1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At their camp there was a tree someone had started carving with a chainsaw that looks just like our dog Brandy...its kinda weird to think about because this is more than likely her last camping trip...she is getting so old...hopefully no one cuts it down...we will have a monument to Brandy at the camp ground !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229600616742150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJNGDaYUYsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NwTKQSRC_9A/s320/IMGP1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone is sure going to miss her next year !!! They are home in one piece which is always a comfort to me. Abby is mad she has never been camping in the Uintahs which is not true she went when she was almost a year old. Well she tells Gary its not fair so he told her she cant go til she is 8...he obviously didn't think that one through very well because she will be 8 next month...she thinks she is going next year!!! We will see who is stronger her or the age old rule "this is a guys trip" !!! TO BE CONTINUED NEXT YEAR !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-6301342104539379538?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/6301342104539379538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=6301342104539379538' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6301342104539379538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6301342104539379538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/08/their-back.html' title='Their Back'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SJM7zAtbhCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BuQwmMQ2mWI/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-6164320792242802989</id><published>2008-07-27T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:44:49.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>My friend had this on her blog and I thought it was fun to read all the fun stuff her friends had to say. So here we go...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.This should be fun I hope you want to play! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-6164320792242802989?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/6164320792242802989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=6164320792242802989' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6164320792242802989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/6164320792242802989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-8203613512925377571</id><published>2008-07-25T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:47:41.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th of July 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIoB5owX90I/AAAAAAAAAG4/OSBeGDg3CTM/s1600-h/stacked+oreo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226992407221368642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIoB5owX90I/AAAAAAAAAG4/OSBeGDg3CTM/s400/stacked+oreo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you are probally wondering what an Oreo cookie and the 24th have to do with each other right ??? Well this afternoon while we were peeling cucumbers to take to my dads house for the swim party, Kadee started her "middle child" mellow drama !!! She never gets to peel the cucumbers only Abby...which is not true. Well Abby matter of factly turns to Kadee and tells her "Kadee your like an Oreo cookie...you are the good cream in the middle and me and Logan are the yucky crunchy cookie that gets thrown away"!!! I thought I was going to bust up laughing !!! Abby is full of "adult" reasoning !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-8203613512925377571?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/8203613512925377571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=8203613512925377571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8203613512925377571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/8203613512925377571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/07/24th-of-july-2008.html' title='24th of July 2008'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIoB5owX90I/AAAAAAAAAG4/OSBeGDg3CTM/s72-c/stacked+oreo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-9196839846656125552</id><published>2008-07-18T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:16:32.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been TAGGED !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224420942230442178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDfKrLB0MI/AAAAAAAAADg/0JSyslQRvIA/s320/Tim+Mcgraw+and+Jason+Aldean+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1. Self portrait...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; take it hope that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; breaking the rules but oh well...this is me with my meet and greet pass for Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aldean&lt;/span&gt; !!! Wasn't Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mcgraw&lt;/span&gt; but still fun !!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDgKp9UFJI/AAAAAAAAADo/1eJX2sm9Yws/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422041416111250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDgKp9UFJI/AAAAAAAAADo/1eJX2sm9Yws/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What are your kids doing...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt; and Abby playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Brylee&lt;/span&gt;...we are babysitting. And no its not a bad picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Brylee&lt;/span&gt; with her eyes closed...this is how she smiles and once she saw the camera she turned on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chessey&lt;/span&gt; grins. The girls had to settle for tending her because Drake is sleeping...gotta love sleeping babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDgLOtmcGI/AAAAAAAAADw/-kBOk9COAag/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDgLOtmcGI/AAAAAAAAADw/-kBOk9COAag/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422051282317410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDgLOtmcGI/AAAAAAAAADw/-kBOk9COAag/s320/008.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Logan...pimping himself in the bathroom...he is going to hang out with some friends...he is not one to sit home and do nothing always on the go this one is.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDiDPRFN4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/u0UqNsJs--s/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224424113015437186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDiDPRFN4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/u0UqNsJs--s/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Your fridge...I almost left the door closed for this one...pretty shameful pancakes (thank you Logan) milk, bread, and watermelon. Pretty hard to keep food in here when the kids are home all day by themselves...I swear they are bottomless pits!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFm_hb5HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/M4DBrtq5BwU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224463210171327602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFm_hb5HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/M4DBrtq5BwU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sink...thank heavens for the flash reflecting off the window...yes there are dishes in there but I have a blog to create!!! I heard it said that a clean house is a sign of a broken computer!!! I completely agree with this!!! Way more fun than house work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite shoes...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have one favorite what ever goes with what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; wearing. Actually I prefer to be bare foot I have very tough feet from being barefoot my ENTIRE childhood...wont forget the days running on the road from one shade spot to the next so your feet wont burn as much. One thing I will say about shoes is my husband loves them...he has more than me...these pictures of his shoes that ARE in the closet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sure if I went downstairs there would be at least 3 or 4 pair not to mention the ones in the garage, come to think of it he might have so many so he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have to put them away...he will always have a pair in the closet!!! (not sure what happened to the pic on the right...my camera is messed up and it was posted before I noticed it and I cant figure how to get it off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDmtVPTDKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/idF9erHODjk/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224429234219584674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDmtVPTDKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/idF9erHODjk/s320/013.JPG" width="615" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDoaen4KAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HnDaYtmPVz8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224431109344339970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDoaen4KAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HnDaYtmPVz8/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDrNGLH2AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Da6Rhz4LJ9A/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224434177977866242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDrNGLH2AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Da6Rhz4LJ9A/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDrMSHnikI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OwiK54Q3EHE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224434164004522562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDrMSHnikI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OwiK54Q3EHE/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite room...being that it is summer my favorite room is my yard. I love to plant flowers and have my hands in the dirt as much as possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; a freak for yard work (not mowing the lawn). I just like to be outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224461301808103474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIED36UMADI/AAAAAAAAAGA/HU4d1X6xToE/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dream vacation...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt; what a joke...this is not my DREAM vacation...it is my reality. It seems that the only time we go on a vacation this is right behind us along with three kids that are fighting and asking "Are we there yet ?" But this is the the point we are at in life...my dream vacation more than likely will be when the kids are gone then it off to somewhere tropical with a white sand beach. I &lt;em&gt;might &lt;/em&gt;even take Gary !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My closet...if what Lisa says about closets are true then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in trouble!!! Messy...just close the door and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; will know!!! Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking like my kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFmjWYHsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6amd4T1UPqU/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224463202608750274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFmjWYHsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6amd4T1UPqU/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Toilet...gross I freaking hate them !!! I should have taken the picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Logans&lt;/span&gt; since it is the only one cleaned today...he had to do it in order to hang out with his friends...but then I would have had to go in the basement and some things are better not seen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224465168842429650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEHZAJBFNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_qYE5xIOE8g/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDyV8FaJbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/W9sxPfFMNQ4/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Laundry Room...the room I spend the most time in...next to the kitchen of course...looks like we will be having a "sock party" tonight...they have been piling up since no one is wearing them in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFmG2nOAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MlH60TGzsX4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224463194959329282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIEFmG2nOAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MlH60TGzsX4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more picture...someone woke up and he is just too cute not to be included in this blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIED4FWGY4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/-4CLBzW7J_E/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224461304768914306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIED4FWGY4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/-4CLBzW7J_E/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the deal is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; to tag 5 other people but being the "looser" blogger I am...the only one that hasn't done this is you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Shaleece&lt;/span&gt; so I guess "tag your it". Or anyone else that reads this is welcome to do it as well...just leave your name in my comments so I can check it out !!! Have fun !!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-9196839846656125552?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/9196839846656125552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=9196839846656125552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/9196839846656125552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/9196839846656125552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been TAGGED !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SIDfKrLB0MI/AAAAAAAAADg/0JSyslQRvIA/s72-c/Tim+Mcgraw+and+Jason+Aldean+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-1074867910049458868</id><published>2008-07-06T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:21:03.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFXeG4xuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ULSGkjb_Dyw/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220100081364551394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFXeG4xuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ULSGkjb_Dyw/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+010.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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year we spent the 4th in Island Park with Tiffany, Lindsey and their families and my parents at their cabin which always makes for good times. We had alot of fun swimming at my dads boat dock and watching the fireworks from there as well. My dad took the boys out for a ride on the boat when we first got there and ran into some problems which ended up needing Kaleb to tow them in with his jet ski !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFXkDUCqI/AAAAAAAAABo/tJYWV1D3ljY/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220100082960173730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFXkDUCqI/AAAAAAAAABo/tJYWV1D3ljY/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFYPf2_qI/AAAAAAAAABw/x4DKbUT1Q_0/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220100094622629538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFYPf2_qI/AAAAAAAAABw/x4DKbUT1Q_0/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is them after a safe rescue.... my dad was not the happiest since this ment no fishing on Henerys Lake the next morning !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we were all hanging out at the cabin and Lindseys boys noticed a bat that had flew in on the porch and rested nicely behind the shutters...well that was not going to last with girls in camp so the guys set out to get rid of it !!! They did have a good plan to scare it out one side and catch it in a fishing net on the other side...well all went as planned until I wanted a picture of the event and Gary opened the net...the dang thing flew out...and chased me across the deck...me sreaming the whole way...the guys were laughing so hard they wished they had the camera because the best pictures would have been of me freaking out !!! Well the bat ended up "resting" in a shutter on the other side of the cabin...until they once again scared it out...this time to only be thrown aganist the shed and killed !!! Thank heavens...now the shutters are going to be filled with foam so they can no longer "rest" there !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGIzhzL0DI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X4QE53_UqxQ/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220103861926875186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGIzhzL0DI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X4QE53_UqxQ/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGI0P5k4gI/AAAAAAAAACA/uR4qJPr_kKA/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220103874301714946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGI0P5k4gI/AAAAAAAAACA/uR4qJPr_kKA/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGI0uLjp8I/AAAAAAAAACI/d-xmuwh3fFY/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220103882430195650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGI0uLjp8I/AAAAAAAAACI/d-xmuwh3fFY/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catch that dang thing will you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went swimming at my dads boat dock...much more peaceful when your with mom...Gary thinks if you say you want to swim...get in and swim...so when we got down there and the girls weren't getting in...he threw them in !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220107103895745266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGLwPEy8vI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5QlA6Sqe5OI/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220107111013275250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGLwplv1nI/AAAAAAAAACY/83MaAI0xu0s/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220107117149887666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGLxAc1HLI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZLnLo7Zrwag/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220107122312169202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGLxTrnRvI/AAAAAAAAACo/mvX86LKUDyQ/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 4th they let off fireworks on the lake that we watched from the dock...it was alot of fun something I have never done before. They start out with a boat parade where anyone can decorate boats and drive up the river to show everyone...after the parade the fireworks begin...it was really neat to see them with all the boats in the lake with their lights on...there had to be at least 150 boats. The fireworks were fun to watch as well. Here are some pictures of use waiting for the fireworks.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220115466241899762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGTW_Pe_PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PtABugR8ErA/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220110164924961266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGOiaTCEfI/AAAAAAAAACw/IQmjwkXsQfs/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGOisX5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/olIqKpDZsNc/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220110169777202786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="259" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGOisX5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/olIqKpDZsNc/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+091.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGOi2_HzYI/AAAAAAAAADA/xmOURcny6Uo/s1600-h/Island+Park+4th+of+July+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220110172626079106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGOi2_HzYI/AAAAAAAAADA/xmOURcny6Uo/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we went to Mesa Falls for the 5th time !!! I didn't mind because it is beautiful there and even though we have been there that many times it is the first time for Lindsey and her family and LOGAN...yes hard to believe we have been there that many times and never taken Logan...he has always been at scout camp or football camp.(Pay no attention to his FAVORITE shirt !!!). When we got there Abby was a little "p" off she had to go there again...she said fine I will go and walk down all those stairs but im not going to take pictures AGAIN...so I took one of Logan by himself. Sad to say but yes the little princess does control everything...she is like the man behind the curtain...but we do have to pay attention to her...otherwise life is MISERABLE !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220116903611262770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGUqp3C5zI/AAAAAAAAADY/oBhBZy23F70/s320/Island+Park+4th+of+July+151.JPG" border="0" /&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/5856870345917874639-1074867910049458868?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/1074867910049458868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=1074867910049458868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1074867910049458868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/1074867910049458868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SHGFXeG4xuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ULSGkjb_Dyw/s72-c/Island+Park+4th+of+July+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-5691930191540692972</id><published>2008-06-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:56:29.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee and Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kadee is my calm between the storm of Logan and Abby...she is always trying to please me and not make me mad...unless it is asking her to clean her room!!! She is such a sweet girl and very tender hearted. All I can say is Abby is lucky she is her sister otherwise I dont think she would even play with her...Abby is VERY VERY bossy!!! Not sure where that came from !!! Kadee loves her friends and always wants them around her, she is in second grade this year. Abby is in first grade and has the hand writting of a sixth grader and she loves to read...it will be 10 oclock on a school night and her light is still on and she is reading...I know she did not get that from me !!! Here are a few pictures of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214456238549542946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF14UlOQqCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Rz6g9kbgSCk/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214456217074706450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF14TVOQqBI/AAAAAAAAABI/19BfmTx9oLA/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214456212779739138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF14TFOQqAI/AAAAAAAAABA/cyfvMXbwpbE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214456199894837234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF14SVOQp_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/q_j26LnMr1k/s320/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-5691930191540692972?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/5691930191540692972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=5691930191540692972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/5691930191540692972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/5691930191540692972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/06/kadee-and-abby.html' title='Kadee and Abby'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF14UlOQqCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Rz6g9kbgSCk/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-2482342587417578499</id><published>2008-06-21T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:57:41.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan...</title><content type='html'>This year the only thing that interests Logan is sports...which is fine by me...keep the girls away for as long as possible...which these days it looks like it might be easier said than done. But when your as hot as he thinks he is what do you do. He started 7th grade this year and I am quickly learning that im not as cool as I used to be...during the NBA playoffs this year when I would go down to the basement (yes I actually went down there and lived) to watch the games with Gary and Logan I started to notice that after a few minutes Logan would disapear...I found him upstairs watching the same game, so I asked him why he came upstairs and he told me "because your annoying"!!! So needless to say Gary and I watched the games together...he wouldn't dare tell me im annoying !!! The pictures below are Logan playing football and the first day of 7th grade. And yes he does love his blue Hollister shirt !!! I would have to hide it sometimes after I washed it just so he wouldn't wear it all week long...boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214450212710426594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1y11OQp-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/errsUL-mXno/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214450204120491986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1y1VOQp9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/-bJI5nvh0t0/s320/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214450178350688194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1yz1OQp8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/ckfFqCVHjg8/s320/100507+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214450156875851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1yylOQp7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/T-SQ_Y_McDE/s320/100507+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-2482342587417578499?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/2482342587417578499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=2482342587417578499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2482342587417578499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/2482342587417578499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-review-for-logan.html' title='Logan...'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1y11OQp-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/errsUL-mXno/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856870345917874639.post-7150968760521994939</id><published>2008-06-21T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:40:51.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting started !!!</title><content type='html'>Well here i go...everyone is talking about how much fun it is to blog...so I thought what the heck...I will give it a try...and besides I always have to do what everyone else is !!! HAHAH!!! At least at the end of the year I will have a journal instead of just pictures stuck on my computer until they are needed for a school project.  I will probally start with some old stuff so it looks like we HAVE a life, im just not that good at getting out the camera now that my kids are bigger (I think most of my recent pictures are of nieces and nephews...little kids are so much more fun to take pictures of !!!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5856870345917874639-7150968760521994939?l=chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/feeds/7150968760521994939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5856870345917874639&amp;postID=7150968760521994939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7150968760521994939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5856870345917874639/posts/default/7150968760521994939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapmanchatterings.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-started.html' title='Getting started !!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457792424187385204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NG80JU28-mg/SF1jA1OQp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aey4dWAfpTw/S220/lori.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
