<?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-6110061758832381732</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:37:40.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of Eight</title><subtitle type='html'>Never live in the past, but always learn from it.



(Anonymous)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-4339160899990494707</id><published>2009-10-20T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:28:21.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zachary's Baptisim</title><content type='html'>Still catching up from summer time, and finally made it to Zachary's special day.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dt3zcTHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a32u3YgpMjc/s1600-h/IMG_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782077547465842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dt3zcTHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a32u3YgpMjc/s320/IMG_1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary is such a sweet special boy. He has a hunger for life and excitement. Zachary turned 8 on July 25, 2009 and was Baptised on September 11, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7JzbZWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vRz060rKw-I/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8ifKG8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/QfsDapC3zJg/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8ifKG8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/QfsDapC3zJg/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394784528546536386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8ifKG8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/QfsDapC3zJg/s320/IMG_1198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary doesn't ever want to miss a thing. He wants to be so involved at times he is a little overwhelming.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dp0H4GNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6DbFsk9P6JE/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8ifKG8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/QfsDapC3zJg/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8ifKG8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/QfsDapC3zJg/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dp0H4GNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6DbFsk9P6JE/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782007839955154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dp0H4GNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6DbFsk9P6JE/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dp0H4GNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6DbFsk9P6JE/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary was happy and excited to see all his friends and family come to share his day with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dp0H4GNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6DbFsk9P6JE/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7JzbZWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vRz060rKw-I/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394784504740799842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7JzbZWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vRz060rKw-I/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7JzbZWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vRz060rKw-I/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7JzbZWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vRz060rKw-I/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug spoke on Baptism and gave Zachary great advice.&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dsRn5r7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/JhCXh-nItE4/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782050118643634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dsRn5r7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/JhCXh-nItE4/s320/IMG_1174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zachary took the first step in returning to live with Our Father In Heaven&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. He was happy to do what the Lord has asked of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8DieTtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/44hylMXTCGI/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394784520238943954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f8DieTtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/44hylMXTCGI/s320/IMG_1197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dt3zcTHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a32u3YgpMjc/s1600-h/IMG_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam came and spoke on The Holy Ghost. Adam reminded Zachary and the rest of us funny stories of&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; him growing&lt;/span&gt; up and lessons learned.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dujwxqII/AAAAAAAAAWU/we-4HgfJw-0/s1600-h/IMG_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782089347442818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dujwxqII/AAAAAAAAAWU/we-4HgfJw-0/s320/IMG_1189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking at Zachary the day of his baptism, I saw &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;him doing&lt;/span&gt; great things in his future.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7iu8QtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lctT20MIpis/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394784511432868562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7iu8QtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lctT20MIpis/s320/IMG_1194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4f7iu8QtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lctT20MIpis/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Zachary helping and teaching others the gospel and bringing them into the waters of baptism. And using his friends and family around him as support to always choose the right. And I saw Zachary using his talents to serve the Lord.&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/6110061758832381732-4339160899990494707?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/4339160899990494707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=4339160899990494707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4339160899990494707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4339160899990494707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/zacharys-baptisim.html' title='Zachary&apos;s Baptisim'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/St4dt3zcTHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a32u3YgpMjc/s72-c/IMG_1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-4513773790270259874</id><published>2009-10-14T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:39:06.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvia Turned 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer is the season for our children's birthdays. We start with Kyler 6-25, then Liv 07-01 and Zachary is the last summer b day around here 07-25. But, for Kyler's birthday we were at a baseball tourney in Wy so he hung out with friends at the motel pool and had dinner with family and friends. No pictures. So on to ALYVIA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392584800909416706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPTidgWQI/AAAAAAAAAVM/62Nebkmwlws/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyvia is still young enough that her birthday parties are more of a party for Jessica and I. I mean we invite our friends...... and family to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392584818132521010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPUin0EDI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BvV0AEtWyUI/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zac had a mouth full of cake!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392584830935329026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPVSUPaQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k97zOurTMO4/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting ready for presents. I must be quite the catch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392584846810208210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPWNdG19I/AAAAAAAAAVk/AcBMrfTvS3w/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyvia loves her scooter. They are so easy to please when they're young. Kyler wants expensive things like cell phones and video games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392584856812067570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPWytvGvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_RkUUKjId70/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the pretty little girls. Oliver and Miles too!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392585288238892930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPv556B4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/YEKZXTAlDKo/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Liv's party was fun and one to Zac's. We had a party for him, but we lost our camera and I think all the pictures from his party were on it. OOPS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-4513773790270259874?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/4513773790270259874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=4513773790270259874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4513773790270259874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4513773790270259874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/alvia-turned-3.html' title='Alvia Turned 3'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StZPTidgWQI/AAAAAAAAAVM/62Nebkmwlws/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-5944919971375446411</id><published>2009-10-14T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:45:17.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodeling the bathroom..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Since Jessica and I have lived in the house we're in now, we've tried to take one project at a time and fix things up. The basement was one great big project for our family, and every one that helped. And it was the area that needed the most attention, so the upstairs was somewhat neglected. Well, the main bathroom upstairs had some cracked tile around the toilet and had been leaking slowly for a while, enough to cause the floor, and sub floor to begin to rot, and STINK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Christina, my brother's Doug's wife got pregnant and Jessica and all the Girls in the family decided to have the baby shower at our house, it seemed like the perfect time to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REMODEL THE BATHROOM!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489033304856418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4NIVTV2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/6l9Ee17dexA/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it would be easy!! So I started with the demolition. Jessica and I tore off the awful wall paper and saw the most ugly wall behind it. I saw the job getting bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489053166782162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4OSUwRtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KyvE7iIK7vY/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had tile, mortar, grout, GFI outlets, and light switches, all left over from the basement project so doing this job was suppose to be a cheap and easy fix. Reuse the lights, toilet, sink, faucet and mirrors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489044495396066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4NyBVbOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2ug_y4Yj7IU/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking the old tile out proved to be about the easiest job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489025468238898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4MrI6DDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CkJTv_2-Jxc/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when it came to tearing up the old concrete board, then the floor, and then the sub floor that needed replaced. I admit I lost steam and let the bathroom sit for a while. But with the deadline getting close and Doug supporting me and keeping me motivated, he helped out and the work began again. Now, Doug had just had a very intense surgery on his shoulder and wasn't to be lifting and straining himself. But if you know Doug, you know how that turned out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489066891296818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4PFc7wDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/XfsgIAWMqNU/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the floor were taken out the new flooring went in. Doug stayed with me and gave me the advice on how it should be done. Several times Doug told me to not do things half ass'ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392488390182303746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3nsg7-AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hwGQ1fGLAS0/s400/0817091836.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now we were on a roll. Floor in and tile was right behind it. Doug and I pulled a couple late nights. You'll notice that the vanity changed color and the counter top is missing. Jessica and I planned to leave the counter top to save money. But when Doug gets going, it hard to stop him. Doug says to me, that thing is ugly, everything in this bathroom is new but that? Don't do things half ass'ed Jon. We had even planned on keeping the tile racks and had even painted them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392488400664452210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3oTkE3HI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kXRzrtwAgtA/s400/0820091110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doug went and bought me matching brushed stainless racks. He told me it was a gift from him. Oh, and Jessica's uncle Pete had left over counter top that he gave us. Doug talked us into buying a new faucet. I'm glad he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3pkWEuHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BkUDwCKfmkk/s1600-h/0831090839a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392488422348994674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3pkWEuHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BkUDwCKfmkk/s400/0831090839a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It turned out great!! And was finished in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3o0xNZBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/C6I7WvD3P5c/s1600-h/0831090839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392488409577907218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX3o0xNZBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/C6I7WvD3P5c/s400/0831090839.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I set the toilet about 2 hours before the baby shower began. Many thanks to Doug for all his great help. One more project done!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-5944919971375446411?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/5944919971375446411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=5944919971375446411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/5944919971375446411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/5944919971375446411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/remodeling-bathroom.html' title='Remodeling the bathroom..'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StX4NIVTV2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/6l9Ee17dexA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-1846663763979906828</id><published>2009-10-13T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:29:37.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Most of you know we spend alot of time playing baseball during the summer. We travel many places to go watch Kyler play ALL-STAR tournaments. This year we went to Evanstan Wy, Soda Springs, Montpeilar and played in the Blackfoot tourney as well. Jessica and I forgot several times to take the camera to the games so the pictures are limited. We did use the new trailer several times. It was nice to not have to get a motel room and eat out every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a truck that was found in Soda Springs. Kyler and his teammates took a fun photo by it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211836464598050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8GJohDCI/AAAAAAAAATk/h9DRjl0Mwkw/s400/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zachary suited up for the big game. This is Zac's first year in coach pitch. He did very well and loved playing catcher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211862647058402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8HrK5r-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/cxJkr6yWF9E/s400/118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent alot of time sitting in the heat. Luckily we had or trusty canopy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211845226758690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8GqRlAiI/AAAAAAAAATs/i4yn6g62YDo/s400/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyler hit the game winning home run in this game. We were two runs down. We had 2 on base, 2 outs and Kylers was up to bat. Kyler was using his brand new bat. He hit the the ball solid, and it went right over the first basemans head. It was moving so fast that when it hit the ground the outfielder couldn't play it and missed. Well, Kyler turned on his wheels and ran, to first, second, thrid and home...... SAFE!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8HCTsE1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aN1hAaIPc2I/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211851678061394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8HCTsE1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aN1hAaIPc2I/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-1846663763979906828?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/1846663763979906828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=1846663763979906828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/1846663763979906828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/1846663763979906828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StT8GJohDCI/AAAAAAAAATk/h9DRjl0Mwkw/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-657835296928438384</id><published>2009-10-13T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:09:22.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing at Flaming Gorge!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I've know Mike I'&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; know his love for family and fishing. What better than to do it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike called me one day in March, I think. And said, "Hey Jon, What are you doing on the 24 and 25 of June?" I told him I was washing my hair. "I don't know Mike, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike told me he was renting a private fishing boat with a guide to catch some great big giant fish, and he wanted to take me. He told me there was room for 4 and Mom, Scott and he were already reserved. Well, you all know that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kyler's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday is the 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of June... What do I do? What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Count me in Mike, I'll be there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt; was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Evanstan&lt;/span&gt; Wyoming that weekend on a baseball tournament anyway, so I'll go to Flaming Gorge and on the way back we planned to drop me off in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Evanstan&lt;/span&gt; for the games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to fishing. We drove down to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt; and found where we were to meet at the lake the next morning. There were antelope everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392201178487679538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTyZxkzajI/AAAAAAAAATc/oYPBmzXH-4A/s400/02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stayed the night in a little cabin like room. Scott and I shared the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hide-a-bed&lt;/span&gt;. Scott tried snuggling me several times. As well as the snuggling, Scott kicked, snored, tossed and turned, and farted all night long. Needless to say I was ready to go fishing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392201161736856066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTyYzLGIgI/AAAAAAAAATM/J1r1H-TGwJg/s400/03.jpg" /&gt; We got on the boat before the sun came up and were off and running. The weather was nice only a light jacket was needed. When the guide got us set up, and the down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;riggors&lt;/span&gt; in the water we decided that Mike and Mom would get the first fish of the day. Well, Mom and Mike were enjoying sitting in the cabin at the table talking and when the first fish hit the line. The guide went crazy yelling for someone to get it. Scott and I waiting for Mom to get up and grab the pole just about got screamed to death. I was close enough to grab the pole and reel in the first fish of the day but stepped aside and let Scott do it. Guess what? Scott caught the BIGGEST fish of the day. His only one, but still the biggest!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392197472977278994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvCFeR2BI/AAAAAAAAASs/Ua_XcDAxV9k/s400/04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom caught the next fish for the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; largest fish of the day. A beautiful fish!! And watching Mom fight it was pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392197466551379506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvBtiOZjI/AAAAAAAAASk/1NX6jxWWA4E/s400/01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I caught a smaller Rainbow then Mike pulled in the 3rd largest fish of the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392197485821123298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvC1UfWuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/epJafJ_1kTI/s400/07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My fish was so pretty. I caught three that day. Two looked just like this one and the other was a little smaller. Mike looks disappointed at me.... Sorry I only catch small fish Mike... Just Kidding...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392197493734067874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvDSzFTqI/AAAAAAAAATE/k14imRIRjm4/s400/08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We found out that I caught my smallest fish by the tail, and the one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; holding I caught by the eye. So I'm not so much and great fisherman, but the fish were extremely unlucky that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTyZfvhqBI/AAAAAAAAATU/23_yV09ERu8/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392201173700814866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTyZfvhqBI/AAAAAAAAATU/23_yV09ERu8/s400/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it turned out Scott didn't sleep very well either the night before, cause he crashed out of the guides bed for about 2 hours. What a wimp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvCquV9_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UR_e2OPp6KY/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392197482976770034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTvCquV9_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UR_e2OPp6KY/s400/05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew Flaming Gorge had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Swedish&lt;/span&gt; fish!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am good at catching those...&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/6110061758832381732-657835296928438384?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/657835296928438384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=657835296928438384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/657835296928438384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/657835296928438384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/fishing-at-flaming-gorge.html' title='Fishing at Flaming Gorge!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTyZxkzajI/AAAAAAAAATc/oYPBmzXH-4A/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-5682110307695994889</id><published>2009-10-13T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:09:24.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Camp Trip!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I was gonna do one big post to catch every one up, but when I started remembering all the fun times we had. I couldn't leave anything out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went camping and hiking at Saw Mill Canyon with the LEE"S. We had not been camping in a couple year. Probably since before Alyvia was born. So it was a real fun time. The Lee's cheated and brought their camp trailer. We tented it and froze to death, almost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184849290577794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjjSk1R4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CZsqeQATq1o/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ate, sat around, joked and just a had a good time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179260788955410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTed_yN2RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wNWDaMlaPRs/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica even told scary stories. (she really gets into it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184864504669170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjkLQJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/K6427vWo81U/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The men all went on an awesome hike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179215520314610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTebXJVNPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/emd8vlrI9uU/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stopped by a mountain stream for a refreshing drink of water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184838164071426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjipIERAI/AAAAAAAAARs/taXYpBMkW1M/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The plan was to hike up the a remote mountain lake and do some fishing.. We didn't expect snow though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184890933646066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjlttUEvI/AAAAAAAAASM/2jTLW6gGJDw/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zachary and I stayed behind and talked a rock into taking a picture of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179903940286354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTfDbtcV5I/AAAAAAAAARE/7QHlkT-1jUo/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brian and I stopping for a photo op! We really just wanted a picture so people would believe we what we were hiking. At times it was very steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjk2BMtjI/AAAAAAAAASE/TSQHo8dlG9s/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392184875984664114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjk2BMtjI/AAAAAAAAASE/TSQHo8dlG9s/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyler and I hiked ahead of the group to find the lost lake. Brian kept telling us, I'm sure it rights over that next hill... NOPE!!! Its gotta be the next one then.... NOPE!!. Kyler and I decided to climb the last section, and if the lake wasn't there, we would turn and go back. Guess what? There it was!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179247056719538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTedMoMjrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EN7-itD-nFE/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;Although the lake was almost completely frozen over, Brain and the boys attempting fishing it. They didn't catch anything but Jack Jack fell through the ice and we almost lost him.. Over all, it was a great weekend getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392191984538328802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTqCncdnuI/AAAAAAAAASc/pVeyfSbPZWQ/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be90c298c458a0b5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe90c298c458a0b5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E84552D30457CEA31F0F6CFF6F5B6269CD35157.144032D2ED67C7E3C76032C2920DB63E422E735A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe90c298c458a0b5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDlx-51MQA8fqTaSXQeqjGPYEvEI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe90c298c458a0b5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E84552D30457CEA31F0F6CFF6F5B6269CD35157.144032D2ED67C7E3C76032C2920DB63E422E735A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe90c298c458a0b5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDlx-51MQA8fqTaSXQeqjGPYEvEI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And when the hike was over, and the Lee's had a nice hot shower in their warm heated trailer. Not fair!! But Jessica and I knew that this weekend could happen over and over again, to keep our little family doing fun things together and build memories like we had when we were younger. So, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We bought a trailer too!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392191975345787970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTqCFMylEI/AAAAAAAAASU/oTLhq4CnvME/s400/Trailer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-5682110307695994889?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/5682110307695994889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=5682110307695994889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/5682110307695994889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/5682110307695994889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-i-was-gonna-do-one-big-post-to.html' title='Memorial Day Camp Trip!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/StTjjSk1R4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CZsqeQATq1o/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-8818035203333340579</id><published>2009-10-01T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:37:11.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everybody? I took the summer off from this blog thing, but have had a couple people get, well? a little angry that I stopped. So..... Here is my pledge. I pledge to keep the blog going, to add fun pictures of my family and the stuff we do. I will create a general summer over all post to catch everyone up. But I just don't feel like it now......... Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned ............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-8818035203333340579?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/8818035203333340579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=8818035203333340579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/8818035203333340579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/8818035203333340579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everybody-i-took-summer-off-from.html' title=''/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-7383322968780383277</id><published>2009-05-05T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:11:06.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg hunting at the Grove!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Every year just before Easter the City of Blackfoot has an Easter egg hunt down at Jensen's Grove. Every year I complain and whine not wanting to go mess with all the crowds and people. And every year I try to get out of it with no luck at all. But, every year I am glad to be able to see my children family and friends enjoying themselves.... And I admit, I enjoy myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332427974740063778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW_Zi8tiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a-zUY7iMywQ/s400/124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zac and Livi were having a great time and hunting for the egg with the bicycle prize in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332429863264246338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCYtU2M2kI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OJhm-C6lIXk/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332429861262336994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCYtNY6I-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nJhsq-SWvX0/s400/004.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyvia had fun. Her pace was a lot slower than others but she still managed to have just as much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW_BuEFXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jt-t_r8OtYc/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332427968344233330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW_BuEFXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jt-t_r8OtYc/s400/123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zac is hoping for the grand prize!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332429872758032146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCYt4NshxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qJGaTXVngFM/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332429880019460466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCYuTQ9IXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/shmqSLzSJZU/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac is growing up so fast. He was so impressive to watch out in the field gathering eggs. He was one of the oldest in his age group and therefor able to get eggs much faster than others. Zac only gathered a small amount, and even backed off eggs when younger children were near to make sure they had a memorable time also. Zac is a great child, and is willing to share at times when he could otherwise not. Zac is, for those who don't know him, Loud, crazy, loud, emotional, loud, happy, loud, funny..............   and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW-kZ0brI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T_YxodTpPWs/s1600-h/122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332427960474693298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW-kZ0brI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T_YxodTpPWs/s400/122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't be prouder...&lt;br /&gt;Much Love ZaChArY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-7383322968780383277?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/7383322968780383277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=7383322968780383277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7383322968780383277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7383322968780383277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/05/egg-hunting-at-grove.html' title='Egg hunting at the Grove!!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SgCW_Zi8tiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a-zUY7iMywQ/s72-c/124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-4343903616651920184</id><published>2009-03-28T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:06:19.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayers in the ICU</title><content type='html'>Most of you know about my brother and his hard times recovering after a surgery that saved his life. I couldn't do any better than what Zandra wrote about telling Dave's story and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; while caring for Dave and his family. So, I wanted to send a link to read her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://morticiansdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/03/answered-prayers-in-icu.html"&gt;http://morticiansdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/03/answered-prayers-in-icu.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt in my mind of the power of the priesthood and the faith that David and his family have of Our Father In Heaven. Thanks Zandra for being with Dave and Daisy, and their kids. Thanks for the up-dates!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-4343903616651920184?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/4343903616651920184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=4343903616651920184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4343903616651920184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4343903616651920184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/03/answered-prayer-in-icu.html' title='Answered Prayers in the ICU'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-6856029130550582760</id><published>2009-03-20T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:07:31.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kid quotes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my work Schedule like it is, I am also a part time stay at home parent. And I get to to spend a lot of time with all my children. Today I was home with Alyvia and she was whining more than usual. So I said, "Alyvia, stop whining at me, I don't like it." Alyvia, being 2.5 said back, in a whining voice "Yeees yooou doooo..... yoooou looove it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I took the picture!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314984194548963570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKd9wboGPI/AAAAAAAAANM/Xjcm_qmz9dQ/s400/IMG_2074%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zac and I were sitting at the kitchen table about a week ago and I was trying to help him with his homework. Again, being part time stay at home dad. When Zac looked up at me with a very serious look on his face and said, " You know dad? You're a serial killer!!" "What? Why?" I asked Zac. He said, " &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE YOU HAVE TERRIBLE HANDWRITING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314989442155438738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKivNSgYpI/AAAAAAAAANU/JCOTaBxoqgw/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There have been so many more but my memory is failing me. So hopefully when they come in I'll jot them down and try to pass them you to my faithful viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspiration by the MurrayClan....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-6856029130550582760?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/6856029130550582760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=6856029130550582760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6856029130550582760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6856029130550582760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/03/kid-quotes.html' title='&quot;Kid quotes&quot;'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKd9wboGPI/AAAAAAAAANM/Xjcm_qmz9dQ/s72-c/IMG_2074%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-7010734564312343903</id><published>2009-03-19T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:51:38.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's Birthday party (surprise!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPQwuO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/i8bs8tMJwyI/s1600-h/n675603560_1444363_3203206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995490401434482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPQwuO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/i8bs8tMJwyI/s320/n675603560_1444363_3203206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good at planning parties, and with Jessica so busy all the time and never getting a break, I figured dinner with friends and family would be great! So I told everyone to meet at Red Lobster and Surprise Jess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKocCkDnaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gBQAJpLAVo8/s1600-h/n675603560_1444397_2187824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995709928512930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKocCkDnaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gBQAJpLAVo8/s320/n675603560_1444397_2187824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Adam and Sara Murray, close friends and neighbors. Sara says Adam and I suffer from Bromance!!! Check out the clip!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWGXDZ_8MQ0&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Efacebook%2Ecom%2Fhome%2Ephp&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWGXDZ_8MQ0&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Efacebook%2Ecom%2Fhome%2Ephp&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoP8UxowI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vpQ0FvRk0Hg/s1600-h/n675603560_1444367_4473362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995502095377154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoP8UxowI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vpQ0FvRk0Hg/s320/n675603560_1444367_4473362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike and Alice Dahn showed up to help celebrate with us. So did Jessica's mom, Marge. It was fun for our parents to get to meet and hang out with our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKobz4MiYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BNEkFVrT0kw/s1600-h/n675603560_1444368_8327595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995705986451842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKobz4MiYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BNEkFVrT0kw/s320/n675603560_1444368_8327595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun and Tiffany Eaton. They are tons of fun and Shaun is the goof off in the group. Well he's one of them.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPreya_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/U24rPX-8Am8/s1600-h/n675603560_1444365_4123239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995497573968882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPreya_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/U24rPX-8Am8/s320/n675603560_1444365_4123239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The BOSS and his lovely wife. Brain and Lori Lee. I think there was an incident with mashed potatoes down one of their shirts.&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKob6CXQnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dhpvGTqxLO0/s1600-h/n675603560_1444364_3260695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995707639710322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKob6CXQnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dhpvGTqxLO0/s320/n675603560_1444364_3260695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear they haven't been drinking. James and Jennifer Hatch. So nice to have them back from Utah....&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPxSGtYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8qSwuA6VfrU/s1600-h/n675603560_1444366_3172074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995499131385218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPxSGtYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8qSwuA6VfrU/s320/n675603560_1444366_3172074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Marge enjoying them selves with no kids........ or grand kids!!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after everyone left I had to stay behind to work off my bill. I guess I should have had the salad!!! Oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314996659288359058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKpTTNFQJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/v34t2gLViEk/s400/n675603560_1444370_7317370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-7010734564312343903?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/7010734564312343903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=7010734564312343903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7010734564312343903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7010734564312343903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/03/jessicas-birthday-party-surprise.html' title='Jessica&apos;s Birthday party (surprise!!)'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/ScKoPQwuO3I/AAAAAAAAANk/i8bs8tMJwyI/s72-c/n675603560_1444363_3203206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-3608581794296839430</id><published>2009-03-18T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:01:28.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of my Life !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the past I've only briefly mention Jessica, and since today is her birthday I thought I would let everyone get to know, "THE LOVE OF MY LIFE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312046576091003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbguN247_BI/AAAAAAAAALU/WwZTaV5GX8Y/s400/Picture+541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica was born in March 18th 1978 in Blackfoot Idaho, The same hospital that Kyler and Zac were born in. She moved to California for a very short time when she was young then back to Blackfoot. From what I know Jessica was a sweet little girl that was somewhat mischievous at times. I've heard stories about her and her older brother Danny fighting and finding trouble. When Jessica's dad would have to scold her, or even spank her it was a far more challenging task for him, not the emotional stuff, but Jessica would squirm so much he could never keep hold of her to get the job done. how could you be mad at a pretty little girl like Jess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178425035132130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzoIx9DOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JVZMT2MGnSg/s400/Jess4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178433428681474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzooDIcwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tXNQRiDeTvM/s400/Jess5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it would be fun to show my faithful Blog followers Jessica's transformation to what she is now. Be advised!!!! What you are about to see may cause outbreaks of severe laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178424101916242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzoFTdTlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MNFiGjI9Vw4/s400/Jess3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its plain to see life hasn't always been easy for Jessica, Just Kidding Sweetie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178544877907218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzvHOsrRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nwktj3zcu38/s400/Jess6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica Played basketball and golf in high School as well as earning good grades and putting up with me in her later years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe this is Jessica's Junior year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178557587824514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/Sbwzv2k-n4I/AAAAAAAAANE/oFylaQNgVc4/s400/Jess7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Below is a picture from Graduation night. Jessica Graduated in 1996 from Blackfoot High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that night she was extremely sick, I believe it was her tonsils. She was still able to have a smile on her face.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzoOdDWVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/89B0j1c2GWU/s1600-h/Jess2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178426558077266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbwzoOdDWVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/89B0j1c2GWU/s400/Jess2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In 1997 I finally wore down her defences and talked her into marring me, I remember she cried all the way down the isle. I still hope they were tears of Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/Sbwznu-LW1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/9aieCCgT6ho/s1600-h/Jess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313178418107079506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/Sbwznu-LW1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/9aieCCgT6ho/s400/Jess1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica is a great mother and wife. She has the toughest job in our house, putting up with me. Jessica loves to spend time wife family and she also enjoys traveling, camping, and long walks on the beach. Sorry, I got carried away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312049217896339778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbgwnoYaWUI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZqwT-bGlaxA/s400/05.05.19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica works full time and still manages to keep up with two rough boys, a girly girl, making sure the bills are paid, cooking (she makes excellent Cinnamon rolls), cleaning and helping out with the little league baseball club in Blackfoot. Jessica is the 2ND Vice Pres for Blackfoot. The ladies she works with love her and I believe she is very valuable to her bosses. Jessica is also an advisor in the young women's at Church. She spends time teaching them and preparing lessons and helping them with their goals and volleyball nights. Jessica is always busy helping others and hardly takes time for her self, but never complains. Jessica loves service for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312049223823325730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/Sbgwn-dg-iI/AAAAAAAAALs/P5h48xhZ7c0/s400/PIC_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica is easy to get along with, a real people person, she is little shy at first but she quickly opens up and is quick to jump in the fun. I am lucky to have spent the last 12 years married to such a smart, beautiful, fun loving woman. I couldn't have done better, and she tells me that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312046560070043250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbguM7NPhnI/AAAAAAAAALE/ssM5wwZgQes/s400/Picture+500.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love you Jess!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your Birthday is filled with your best wishes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbgwnbzPa5I/AAAAAAAAALc/eJfFyDIotXE/s1600-h/02.05.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312049214519208850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbgwnbzPa5I/AAAAAAAAALc/eJfFyDIotXE/s400/02.05.09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbguNQOdbZI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZMt1zN_qBYs/s1600-h/Picture+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbguLiXpz2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/d5cr4tPzjFQ/s1600-h/IM000032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/6110061758832381732-3608581794296839430?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/3608581794296839430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=3608581794296839430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3608581794296839430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3608581794296839430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-of-my-life.html' title='The Love of my Life !!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SbguN247_BI/AAAAAAAAALU/WwZTaV5GX8Y/s72-c/Picture+541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-3231792491433152248</id><published>2009-02-11T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:57:21.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the water...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K.C ....... Zachy D......... and Livi Lou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736616999186178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONXQTq7wI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PPNQOLE_Nq0/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shes gonna be a swimmer.... I hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONYA4VyfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eU-5U_BQGsI/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736630037891570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONYA4VyfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eU-5U_BQGsI/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zac is always happy, when he's not screaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736626351733618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONXzJfe3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/e1k_sNdrhiQ/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the jet is hitting Kyler somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONX2f4N8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/IuB55YuINb8/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736627250935746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONX2f4N8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/IuB55YuINb8/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; they never get along this great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONXVP1LzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/02_9TAJW7Js/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736618325258034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONXVP1LzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/02_9TAJW7Js/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect right before bed, tire them out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301736795851732370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONhqlcNZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/d_W1oihV8WE/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-3231792491433152248?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/3231792491433152248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=3231792491433152248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3231792491433152248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3231792491433152248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-in-water.html' title='Fun in the water...'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZONXQTq7wI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PPNQOLE_Nq0/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-8357819947423395006</id><published>2009-02-10T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:10:01.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can there REALLY be a favorite?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I guess I have to make up with a certain sister that is under the impression that she has been blind sided. Meet my sister Zandra, AKA The Morticians Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301313105677127810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIMLpsCEII/AAAAAAAAAIk/rgjlfP1USVs/s400/Picture+325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zandra is the reason I started blogging. She wrote such a sweet Birthday blog for me and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; sad because she can't keep up with snowmobiling from Wendy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Isn't that special? Zandra? Did you forget about my summer get away at your house? Last summer my older brother David needed help moving to South Carolina. So we spent 3 days driving almost non-stop in a giant size U-Haul pulling a car trailer. WOW! What a trip. Just Dave and I on the open road. The trip was great. Dave and I had a blast while driving and getting great quality brother time in. He Slept almost the whole way...( JUST KIDDING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301320206179172770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZISo9HpAaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/X00__zkRMK0/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stop much to sleep. Only twice for about 2 hours each time. At this point we were in the middle of Wyoming and Dave backed the U-haul off a interstate exit that literally led us into a famers feild (Wyoming is weird like that) Dave Slept in the U-Haul and I in his van on the trailer. When suddenly I woke to the sound of a Train horn blowing, I noticed the U-Haul was back about 15 feet from the train tracks and the train was blowing by. WOW, that was close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... I only made it to Tennessee. You see, David's wife, Daisy, and his 3 kids flew to Tennessee and were driving the remainder of the way. (This is where Zandra comes in) When we got to Zandra house it was like a resort. The pool, hot tub with fire flies floating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; air in the background. It was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316063567842290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIO30sIi_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/-6MD-ihomdQ/s400/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316060470537682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIO3pJrbdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/94tC2wVFbvY/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Zandra took me into Nashville and I got to see some of the sights. I have always wanted to see the Grand Ole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Opry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I only saw the outside but it kinda counts. But she took me to some great huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;super mall&lt;/span&gt; and I got to do a l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shopping. She took me to See my favorite country music star's house, ALAN JACKSON! What a huge house. In fact most of the houses around Nashville are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301320208820724514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZISpG9b4yI/AAAAAAAAAJc/R9huijNSWtE/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         The kids got kinda cranky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, Zandra and her neighbors rented, not one, but two boats on the final day I was there. Zandra knows my love of the water and for especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wake boarding&lt;/span&gt;. So we headed out to the lake. Talk about a beautiful day. The water I swear was about 80 degrees. Like bath water. We spent the day between the pontoon boat and the ski boat just having fun and eating.......... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316074274695906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIO4ck2KuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cPnuxEJZXbM/s400/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zandra with Anika and Kyra, and a neighbor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301320220107079602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZISpxAT_7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qwCnQi_psAQ/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Get on the tube Dave, I'll go slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316069610358210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIO4LMyBcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8iR5MRpdJ_8/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301320215591513026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZISpgLt68I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pBVXvyyhK7s/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torb and all other kids just flying over the edge of the pontoon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301320213275987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZISpXjpz6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/zzyNhTncQuk/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That pic is not in Tennesse, but I had to put it in to prove I can wakeboard!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316078710732498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIO4tGettI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FDdg_VX8flE/s400/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Per and Zandra Anderson Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(nice hair Per)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So....... Like I said, Can there really be a favorite? I mean I have so many great brothers and sisters that would give anything for me and our family. And we have all had fun special times together. And I LOVE them all so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for Everything zAnNy!!! Much Love sis......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now get off my back.. ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-8357819947423395006?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/8357819947423395006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=8357819947423395006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/8357819947423395006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/8357819947423395006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-there-really-be-favorite.html' title='Can there REALLY be a favorite?'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SZIMLpsCEII/AAAAAAAAAIk/rgjlfP1USVs/s72-c/Picture+325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-6237576897558007788</id><published>2009-01-24T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:49:03.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday ..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaWS8b1hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7Cf-d9LB70A/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294995494737270290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaWS8b1hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7Cf-d9LB70A/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday, we woke up late and when we got up we decided it was time to clean the house. Wendy and her boys were in town so I had extra help with chores. The deal was, you can come over but you have to work. Once the house was cleaned the boys decided to play in the snow. Jessica was busy making cookies while Wendy watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXutxfwm5VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-Ztf8IImc6c/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295016852754720082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXutxfwm5VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-Ztf8IImc6c/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was tough to keep Wendy's fingers out of the batter. She looks so innocent, doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaXTb-ezI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZYFbcWO55BU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294995512049433394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaXTb-ezI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZYFbcWO55BU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the boys were outfitted in the latest fashions and cold gear it was straight outside. Find the biggest hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXutxgpwB_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/P1e8INcUWlY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295016852994394098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXutxgpwB_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/P1e8INcUWlY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt;, Wylie and Chance in this pic. They started digging a snow fort. I don't think they got to far.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaXlQ4fAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9Qz8YjrPVH4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294995516834741250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaXlQ4fAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9Qz8YjrPVH4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; and Chance. Cousins and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuu8Xvf16I/AAAAAAAAAIM/TVVHValEKzI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295018139092768674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuu8Xvf16I/AAAAAAAAAIM/TVVHValEKzI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole group. You mess with one of them, you get em all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295025267567363762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXu1bTYSBrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AwSP-0Av2x0/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;K.C and Jack Jack!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's a Sharp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Healer&lt;/span&gt; Hound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(in case you were wondering)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1/4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sharpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1/4 Blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Healer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1/2 Basset Hound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuvezszL6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/cSn1rvEyu70/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295018730713198498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuvezszL6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/cSn1rvEyu70/s320/013.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;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;Put your hands up and step away from the cookies&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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66b0304ed7dd9eb6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66b0304ed7dd9eb6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79CE8A6C85E848E721239443B9E21E07B85196B8.14ECEE4370217D1F59233847F6FFC50015917CC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66b0304ed7dd9eb6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO7Lw_7wtggDbp4qi4DpGBmlsdj4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66b0304ed7dd9eb6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79CE8A6C85E848E721239443B9E21E07B85196B8.14ECEE4370217D1F59233847F6FFC50015917CC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66b0304ed7dd9eb6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO7Lw_7wtggDbp4qi4DpGBmlsdj4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd2193f26a1cc236" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd2193f26a1cc236%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75CF77596BA4884732092800F3840EE06C1A1666.3C778E34CBD3604B71C04505778017F00E3BA84B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd2193f26a1cc236%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzpKBYdXcW7HkKWAKffVb-POstLU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd2193f26a1cc236%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75CF77596BA4884732092800F3840EE06C1A1666.3C778E34CBD3604B71C04505778017F00E3BA84B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd2193f26a1cc236%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzpKBYdXcW7HkKWAKffVb-POstLU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple video's of the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bein&lt;/span&gt;' crazy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;havin&lt;/span&gt;' fun. Its all we have to do in the winter.&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;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/6110061758832381732-6237576897558007788?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=66b0304ed7dd9eb6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd2193f26a1cc236&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/6237576897558007788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=6237576897558007788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6237576897558007788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6237576897558007788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday ..........'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXuaWS8b1hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7Cf-d9LB70A/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-7042045353813251052</id><published>2009-01-16T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:42:43.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off for DAD'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my past blogs you hear me talk about my favorite sister, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my Lil sis Wendy might have just taken the #1 spot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday Wendy gave me something I needed most, a Day off for Dad's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wendy's husband Jake is, as most of you already know, a die hard snowmobile rider. Jake always has the best spot's, finds the biggest hills and can climb higher and faster than anyone around. (I don't know if its guts or if he's crazy) Jake invited me to go snowmobiling with him several times over the winter but scheduling for me was difficult. Trying to arrange babysitters and then traveling and working, it didn't seem like it would work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wendy saved the Day!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiWSz3UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ccm6QeTGxJI/s1600-h/picture0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292061105260322114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiWSz3UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ccm6QeTGxJI/s320/picture0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy came to Blackfoot and picked me up... I really didn't have a choice....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She even offered her sled ( which is a Brand new Arctic Cat M8 with a light weight can and a 162 inch track) She also watched Alyvia so I could enjoy my day. She made breakfast and sent Jake and I off for a day without kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiC7cBtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/79FvWab-lwQ/s1600-h/picture0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292061100062017234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiC7cBtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/79FvWab-lwQ/s320/picture0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I am deciding which mountain to climb next ( ya right huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiCky2DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ltEZ3D4_vLk/s1600-h/picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292061099967043634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiCky2DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ltEZ3D4_vLk/s320/picture0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country where we went was so beautiful and the sun was shinning all day long. I couldn't ask for a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEthx0HCKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zb95M_mmT_0/s1600-h/picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292061095467878562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEthx0HCKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zb95M_mmT_0/s320/picture0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 45 miles, a light easy ride, we called it good for the day, but not before a few hills!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is Jake shooting up a hill trying to decide which shute to go through!!!! Its really alot steeper than it looks!! 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8bab4fb742ef2e19%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C9AB51E216DC01CE0B202BFF68944B535D95E53.3C7350D1DE2DCFA9E2FD2E2B0A9A1F9782B5F4FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8bab4fb742ef2e19%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdlhdlB4k0H0Xs2DooP63L0Mho_U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So...... if my sisters are reading, and they are thinking about taking the #1 spot..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you might have some work to do......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE POLLS ARE OPEN........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm just kidding, I love all my sisters the same....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But seriously Zandra and Angie, you have some work to do!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/6110061758832381732-7042045353813251052?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=11e2fc57e336f768&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=354aed66e23c45d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8bab4fb742ef2e19&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/7042045353813251052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=7042045353813251052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7042045353813251052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/7042045353813251052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-off-for-dads.html' title='Day off for DAD&apos;S'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SXEtiWSz3UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ccm6QeTGxJI/s72-c/picture0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-6435057457360754995</id><published>2009-01-08T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:59:59.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Croxfords…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my blog entries are after the fact, but, better late than never!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year we celebrate the holiday season by inviting the icon of the modern day Christmas into our home. You guessed it, Santa Clause came to town. When I was younger I marveled at the big SC and how when Dad took us the Lions Club Christmas party's, Kris Kringle himself showed up and never missed calling my name. How could that happen? Santa MUST be real. And often Santa would even come to our home and visit us. Well over the years I’ve grown and learned that the excitement of Santa and the holiday season doesn’t ever have to go away. I mean…………..let the goods time roll, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116065629263874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa3Ceuk2AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/buMjEz50fRI/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I became good friends with Santa and asked him to continue the tradition and visit my kids. So every year we throw a party and invite our friends and the guest of honor shows up and works his magic. It helps keep me young watching the children’s eyes glow with excitement and wonder, waiting for Santa to call their name. And one by one, sure enough, each kid is called by their name to sit on Santa’s lap and receive a gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116069789248642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa3CuOZLII/AAAAAAAAAEc/FELUkWV6S_Y/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116932113899042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa306onHiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n-BzO-ri4Fk/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116921327021506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa30Sc0bcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ubkCg-BVjLk/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the older kids had to be talked into it..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116925576246370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa30iR6dGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iJACGqmVmNM/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and others did not have to be talked into it, they came right up and found thier spot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116919406525458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa30LS7_BI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lRncTvPHaWY/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116941468926626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa31dfBgqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U6UZhJTzn2s/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s just a taste of course, we wouldn’t want to ruin the big day and the time when Santa really brings it home. This is what Christmas looks like at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123641917898930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa97emjALI/AAAAAAAAAGU/E2HUr564AO4/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123623703959234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa96awAVsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2XjFku7ckzc/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123148138159106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa9evISHAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DSMYuZZXRfc/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123138843975074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa9eMgYHaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yue7XGWQR-I/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123128913960658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa9dng4HtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qMG3rYjqK1M/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123121371078498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa9dLag32I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zuna_A2lpUw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123109980888274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa9cg-4XNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ovF7zP7dVPk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica's neice Lacy and Alyvia dressed in thier princess attire..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lacy is Danny's (Jessica's Brother) oldest Daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confused yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116059980330898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa3CJrw95I/AAAAAAAAAEM/NV7MRP84BBA/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m grateful for the time with my family and thank God that he blesses me with all I have. But, I'm glad its over for another year...... Its time to recoupe..&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/6110061758832381732-6435057457360754995?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/6435057457360754995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=6435057457360754995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6435057457360754995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/6435057457360754995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-at-croxfords.html' title='Christmas at the Croxfords…'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa3Ceuk2AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/buMjEz50fRI/s72-c/078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-3773631930778929031</id><published>2009-01-08T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:28:48.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights.......Family..........Fun !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been a while since I've written anything, and we did actually enjoy the holiday season. We even had a chance to get out of town and spend time with family. And not to mention a little R&amp;amp;R. We got a room at a nice Hotel and spent lots of time in the indoor pool. Jessica had never seen the Christmas lights at temple square in SLC so we planned a 2 day trip just for that reason. We meet up with some of my cousins and made a great weekend of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289114705455665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa1zTr60II/AAAAAAAAADs/CbNbg-lG8xs/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got so lost downtown because of the snow and I 'll admitt my internal compass was messed up, we ended up buying a Garmen GPS. It is so helpful and made the weekend alot easier. Because my cousin James knows everything about SLC and surrounding areas, we name the Garmen &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;JAMES.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some of the pictures from around the Square....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxxbLcFWI/AAAAAAAAADk/FApwmI8SRNg/s1600-h/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039906316490082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxxbLcFWI/AAAAAAAAADk/FApwmI8SRNg/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was snowing on us so we bundled up ... Kyler and Zac didn't even feel the cold. Tough Idaho kids..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxxNcisoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hG0SZPoKotk/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039902630130306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxxNcisoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hG0SZPoKotk/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Jason is a ball, you just can't help but laugh when he's around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxwCyVyoI/AAAAAAAAADU/hE9M8AyjSQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039882588899970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxwCyVyoI/AAAAAAAAADU/hE9M8AyjSQQ/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Jessica Croxford, meet Jessica Croxford. My weekend was somewhat difficult every time I needed one, I got both. I started calling My Jessica, "Wife", so there was no confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxvrRm-QI/AAAAAAAAADM/bBFVf6J2Mag/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039876277598466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxvrRm-QI/AAAAAAAAADM/bBFVf6J2Mag/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was one of the biggest storms in a long time. But being around the Temple and seeing all the lights, it was well worth it. We weren't the only ones out though, lots of people came out to enjoy the holiday season and enjoy the beauty of it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxvAvSk8I/AAAAAAAAADE/bHDdzlf7uz8/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039864859366338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZxvAvSk8I/AAAAAAAAADE/bHDdzlf7uz8/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyvia had the right idea.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;staying in the stroller with blankets wrapped around her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish they made a Jon size stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZw0bLjA1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PrX0B68XnE8/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289038858344923986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWZw0bLjA1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PrX0B68XnE8/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topped off with a great dinner at Red Lobster where the entire place was curious to find out what was so funny at our table, because of Jason no doubt, it was the perfect pre Christmas vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289114714945215666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa1z3CZ3LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sZHyGu1Eueg/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-3773631930778929031?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/3773631930778929031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=3773631930778929031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3773631930778929031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/3773631930778929031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2009/01/lightsfamilyfun.html' title='Lights.......Family..........Fun !!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SWa1zTr60II/AAAAAAAAADs/CbNbg-lG8xs/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-4532281469362999033</id><published>2008-12-14T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:18:01.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KIDS HAVE AMAZING HEALING POWERS!!!</title><content type='html'>It was a cold, snowing, blowing, miserable day. The perfect day to be cuddled up in sweats and sitting by the fireplace. No such luck for me. I spent my day investigating crashes and standing out in the cold. Dealing with people who have just experienced one of the bigger investments being demolished. Working a 10 hours shift not having enough time to stop by the house for a cup of hot chocolate. I felt like I was the only working officer around and did it all myself. Notice I said "FELT." I was a little discouraged. I was broken (Grumpy, grouchy and a little mad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing could help me now. I came home late because that's just how my day went. I pulled into the driveway and saw Kyler, behind my snow blower, and a perfectly clean driveway.  WOW!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279812402447098114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUWpaAiPoQI/AAAAAAAAACs/OYUEQfWUTpI/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I see that right? Did I bump my head? My son Kyler?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279812396153508338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUWpZpFvEfI/AAAAAAAAACk/200ulz6I20U/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyler met me with a smile..... Guess what I did Dad? I went through the neighbor hood and clean snow off of  driveways for people who couldn't do it themselves.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SERVICE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279812388045309090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUWpZK4lxKI/AAAAAAAAACc/_yMOOkIlToc/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A parent always wonders if their children really hear and listen when they talk. We wonder what our kids will grow up to be like.  Will they grow up to be helpful, to serve others and to be a good neighbor? Today he was!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279812410515002242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUWpaelyE4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6Ss4-ukSx0w/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, needless to say my mood was changed...... I have been reminded by one of my Hero's, My Son, that although I spent my day in the cold....... At work............ Away from my Hot Choco and Family......... I was Helping others, in their time of need... when they couldn't do it themselves.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AND SO I WAS HEALED!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i lOVE yOU kYLER !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-4532281469362999033?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/4532281469362999033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=4532281469362999033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4532281469362999033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4532281469362999033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2008/12/kids-have-amazing-healing-powers.html' title='KIDS HAVE AMAZING HEALING POWERS!!!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUWpaAiPoQI/AAAAAAAAACs/OYUEQfWUTpI/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-4581112459446890683</id><published>2008-12-11T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:19:44.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is my Sanity !!</title><content type='html'>The last month has been so crazy around here I can't even think straight. With the boys playing Basketball and getting ready for the Holidays, I'm swamped. All week while I'm at work I look forward to my days off, but when I finally get one, my little princess keeps me so busy, nothing around the house gets done. Cooking, Cleaning, bath time and playtime. I have neglected hanging my Christmas lights and shoveling the snow. I AM getting better at ponytails !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278674607923896322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGelpotoAI/AAAAAAAAACU/AhP9xo1uhYY/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But I have stolen little time to work on something special for Jessica for Christmas. I can't give it away yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler has been suffering from a broken Clavicle.... (Collar Bone) He had to miss most of the b ball season but stills offers support by going to the games. Kyler and his buddies were messing around at school and taking turns tackling each other while the other wasn't looking. I'm sure it was all in fun but when Kyler was tackled he landed wrong and SNAP !! Off to the DR. office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278666859901252306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGXiqAKctI/AAAAAAAAABc/3_qP-cvuS2k/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He is a strong kid though, I can't keep him down. He does way more than the Dr. says he should. We'll just rest him up for baseball season. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278667836856877330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGYbhciQRI/AAAAAAAAABk/XwOOPOF2PZo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zachary is now finishing up the B Ball season. Saturday is his last game. Zac is the oldest and biggest on his team and a lot is expected from him. Sports don't come as natural to Zac as they do to Kyler but Zac is one of the best on the team. I'm not saying the other kids suck. I'm saying Zac trys hard and practices hard to be good. I have the chance to be an assistant coach for both Zac and Kyler so I get to practice them where they need it. Zac is a rebounding fool now. Sorry no picture of Zac crashing the boards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278669759232310402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGaLa2jfII/AAAAAAAAABs/zig8YeGdVXM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jessica and I attempted our very 1st ever Xmas card. It was a lovely experience. The lighting was difficult and the camera settings didn't seem to work out just right. But we made it through it as most of you know, You probably already have the card. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was being used as a dummy and I wasn't maintaining my cool..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278671412041306322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGbroC7UNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iiX1bhc5OjA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't even know how she does that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278671436329118610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGbtChl65I/AAAAAAAAAB8/pQcKXblYWyk/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyler and Zac were ready!!!!! Alyvia and DAD still messing around...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278671448603830706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGbtwQHKbI/AAAAAAAAACE/4aqTLBrZ3JA/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But when it all comes together, and we remember what the Christmas Season is all about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GIVING&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE BIRTH OF CHRIST&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(presents) no just kidding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278671470142490546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGbvAfVB7I/AAAAAAAAACM/TkQzFef8x8w/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You get PERFECTION !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6110061758832381732-4581112459446890683?l=jcroxford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/feeds/4581112459446890683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110061758832381732&amp;postID=4581112459446890683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4581112459446890683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110061758832381732/posts/default/4581112459446890683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcroxford.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-my-sanity.html' title='All I want for Christmas is my Sanity !!'/><author><name>One of Eight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918143029085904663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRs4tVAR1KI/AAAAAAAAABA/4AWAsIjmCTI/S220/175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SUGelpotoAI/AAAAAAAAACU/AhP9xo1uhYY/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110061758832381732.post-8538879631984750001</id><published>2008-11-12T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:02:43.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro from Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspiration I believe is what drives us mostly to do what we do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having a recent Birthday Blog posted by The Morticians Daughter I was inspired by my FAVORITE sister ( its what she calls herself) to start this Blog. I soon realized it was a great way to keep in touch with family and friends, though miles apart. I'll admit, I didn't know what a BLOG was until reading Zandra's but I thought I'd give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267814704337751810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRsJkEKhjwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/APW5JKOi7R8/s320/100_0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am a Husband and father of 3. I am married to the most beautiful woman alive, I believe. Jessica and I have been married going on 12 years now. The time has pasted so fast. We were married at the ripe old age of 18 (me) and 19 (her) so if you're counting we're still young. We live in Idaho and it's potato capital, Blackfoot. It is a great place to raise a family and enjoy life. Idaho has anything you like to do. Hunting, fishing, hiking , camping, swiming, skiing, and much more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler is my oldest son. His name was found from a middle name of my Favorite sister's son, Torbjor Ky. I liked Ky, so we changed it a little so we wouldn't be name stealing. Kyler is 11 and full of life. Kyler is some what like his father, easy to get along with, the class clown. Kyler is very athletic, it comes so natural for him. Having parents that both played sports through highschool Kyler is built for it. Kyler plays Football, Baseball and Basketball. Its almost to much to handle as a parent. As well as sports Kyler is beginning to enjoy Boy Scouts. He is a good student when he takes the time to complete homework. Kyler also enjoys one of my favorite pastimes in the summer, WAKEBOARDING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267823089386275634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRsRMI54QzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p7JeZo-thpM/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four years after Kyler, Zachary was born. Zachary never slows down. He goes from 100 miles an hours to not being able to wake him. Zac is a great kid. He is a good student and his teachers love him. Zac also palys Baseball and Basketball but I believe when we cut him loose on the Football feild we will see Zac shine. Zac is a roughneck. He is built like me but has more heart. Zac is a helpful boy and loves being in the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267827873368516482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRsVimoIJ4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aFrmAJCur4c/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Alyvia is the final chapter. Trying one last time we got our little princess. She took the opportunity to wrap her dad around her finger the moment she was born. Livi came almost 7 weeks early and decided to stay in the hospital for a while. This made dad and mom protect her even more. I tease Zac and Kyler about Livi getting everything she wants, but I think if you ask them dad's not teasing. She is so beautifull and I'm glad I've started my shotgun collection, because 14 years from now when boys come knocking for dates with my little girl, I'm gonna need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267830747212677042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRsYJ4h9_7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xGa4gY7iNBc/s320/177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jessica and I are truly blessed to live in a nice house we can call home. We enjoy spending time with family and it is important for both of us. Jessica works at Carol Holm Financial as a Adminstrative Assistant. She loves the ladies she works with but at times wishes she was at home with the kids. I work as a Sheriff's Deputy. Yep, I'm a cop. My schedule is great so I have alot of time to help out at home. I get much more time with my kids than alot of dad's do. I'm grateful I get to watch my kids grow and play and I get to enjoy thier lives with them. Not many dad's can say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267831945127384290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8GvPNRbOFQk/SRsZPnHF1OI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3ont8Ab4IpI/s320/jon+%26+Jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when a man loves and women, you get happily ever after. Unless the women doesn't love the man back then you get a restraining order. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And so far....... 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