<?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-3478032940173414256</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:00:57.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what the Terry's are up to...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4435440196286320021</id><published>2010-07-08T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:59:18.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day...Spud style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWCanGLvVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Hne15bhai6w/s1600/CIMG0331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWCanGLvVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Hne15bhai6w/s320/CIMG0331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWAgeqKDLI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GSK8MZEBIrQ/s1600/CIMG0334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWAgeqKDLI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GSK8MZEBIrQ/s320/CIMG0334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All of the Terry families went up to Idaho Falls for the 4th of July this year. Thanks Mike and Hope (mostly Hope) for housing and feeding us! Who knew we would freeze our bumms off?? It's summer already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waiting for the parade candy that never came... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWCsXmiP5I/AAAAAAAAAss/3f-4KuHtXDU/s1600/CIMG0332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWCsXmiP5I/AAAAAAAAAss/3f-4KuHtXDU/s320/CIMG0332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWATU_nVAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ULkeFH_s168/s1600/CIMG0326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWC9NeuGGI/AAAAAAAAAs0/aJlSUbIZM58/s320/CIMG0302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUIRrJmBtI/AAAAAAAAArs/3xwJmc-AeIk/s1600/CIMG0306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUIRrJmBtI/AAAAAAAAArs/3xwJmc-AeIk/s320/CIMG0306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4435440196286320021?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4435440196286320021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4435440196286320021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4435440196286320021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4435440196286320021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-independence-dayspud-style.html' title='Happy Independence Day...Spud style!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDWCanGLvVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Hne15bhai6w/s72-c/CIMG0331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4165869803222540651</id><published>2010-07-07T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:55:22.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyla Loo is Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUCsCGvm4I/AAAAAAAAArE/jTMKQHowNNA/s1600/CIMG0254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUCsCGvm4I/AAAAAAAAArE/jTMKQHowNNA/s320/CIMG0254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Lyla turning two years old with her cousin Reagan (who turned 4 two days later), at Gymcats. Notice her sad little gluten-free&amp;nbsp;cupcake, and what she is really wanting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUCyx6NyxI/AAAAAAAAArM/MngcBFtj1po/s1600/CIMG0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUCyx6NyxI/AAAAAAAAArM/MngcBFtj1po/s320/CIMG0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reagan's big girl cake was right next to her!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUDA4_PIYI/AAAAAAAAArU/hiKXK8lNwbI/s1600/CIMG0292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUDA4_PIYI/AAAAAAAAArU/hiKXK8lNwbI/s320/CIMG0292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to celebrate all weekend because Brit was out of town on her actual bday. This cake isn't what I had invisioned for her. I wanted Elmo...but wheat/sugar-free cocoa cake made with yogurt and vegan mallows is just as good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4165869803222540651?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4165869803222540651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4165869803222540651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4165869803222540651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4165869803222540651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2010/07/lyla-loo-is-two.html' title='Lyla Loo is Two!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/TDUCsCGvm4I/AAAAAAAAArE/jTMKQHowNNA/s72-c/CIMG0254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5247291469654717018</id><published>2010-04-02T15:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:41:49.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds of Sophie II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7ZyV0xIcuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/dFhZ9DfY3Wo/s1600/IMG00340.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kill if I, Kill if I, No he can't breath under my oka face. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kill if I, Kill if I, No he can't breath under my oka face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My my my my my my my oka face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Hmm? What was that Bishop? No...I can see how you might be confused...but that clearly is &lt;em&gt;Give Said the Little Stream&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie &lt;/em&gt;: "Mama, do you know what the most meanest animal in the whole world is?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "No, what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie &lt;/em&gt;: "The paparazzi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;" Hmmm, Soph, did you hear that on Hannah Montana or something?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie: &lt;/em&gt;"Uh, NO. Duh..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5247291469654717018?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5247291469654717018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5247291469654717018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5247291469654717018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5247291469654717018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/sounds-of-sophie-ii.html' title='Sounds of Sophie II'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-958738445621490617</id><published>2010-03-29T21:36:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:11:33.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun, my girls are the best...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBGlF9uiI/AAAAAAAAAos/19neFkyBvAc/s1600/CIMG0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282573758708258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBGlF9uiI/AAAAAAAAAos/19neFkyBvAc/s320/CIMG0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally have our very own In-N-Out!! We had fun celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBH9nYfuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/vWPNxEIpKHE/s1600/CIMG0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282597521194722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBH9nYfuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/vWPNxEIpKHE/s320/CIMG0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you have a flock of babies? We have some that pee and poop, some that cry and some I swear come alive at night!! Christmas brought too many babies to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBIT-kmQI/AAAAAAAAApE/XAzRy8BPDW4/s1600/CIMG0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282603524036866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBIT-kmQI/AAAAAAAAApE/XAzRy8BPDW4/s320/CIMG0103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me (Brit) and the "big girls" took in a Jazz game...Go DWILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBJupaYvI/AAAAAAAAApM/p8amw9Hvpu4/s1600/CIMG0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282627862913778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBJupaYvI/AAAAAAAAApM/p8amw9Hvpu4/s320/CIMG0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little muffin bundled up to fly kites, she lasted about 20 minutes and then fell asleep in my arms. Ain't she so cute...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNoWDfciI/AAAAAAAAApU/eNy2Awq_7LA/s1600/IMG00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454296347976888866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNoWDfciI/AAAAAAAAApU/eNy2Awq_7LA/s320/IMG00012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun, my girls are so pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNorLSvMI/AAAAAAAAApc/diDK7awaUxc/s1600/IMG00319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454296353646755010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNorLSvMI/AAAAAAAAApc/diDK7awaUxc/s320/IMG00319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Doyle RULES!! They grow them young don't they...(at Disneyland last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNpSWupXI/AAAAAAAAApk/UZKIdAy76Io/s1600/100_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454296364163704178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNpSWupXI/AAAAAAAAApk/UZKIdAy76Io/s320/100_2479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe and Jadie, that's right...Cheer camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNqJZ9UnI/AAAAAAAAAps/4vD80Yq0ZRE/s1600/100_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454296378941198962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNqJZ9UnI/AAAAAAAAAps/4vD80Yq0ZRE/s320/100_2480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soph's favority part of soccer is snacks and when it's over...maybe next year the competitive fire will arrive...ya right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNqwReIuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/g39KXWIS8GU/s1600/CIMG0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454296389374583522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GNqwReIuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/g39KXWIS8GU/s320/CIMG0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me my bros and Pop went to Yellowstone for some snowmobiling, it was incredible, we had a blast. Mike and Jake must have discussed the pose, I wasn't aware we had something planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWFq0ISpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eRoz5r9D3m0/s1600/CIMG0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454305647858829970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWFq0ISpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eRoz5r9D3m0/s320/CIMG0045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWGBgth3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/43VB1FAHqMc/s1600/CIMG0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454305653951399794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWGBgth3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/43VB1FAHqMc/s320/CIMG0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWFxrLj4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZCIMXpFiHxg/s1600/CIMG0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454305649700343682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GWFxrLj4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZCIMXpFiHxg/s320/CIMG0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some pics from us to show off, our family is money! Love to those that love us!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-958738445621490617?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/958738445621490617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=958738445621490617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/958738445621490617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/958738445621490617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-for-fun-my-girls-are-best.html' title='Just for Fun, my girls are the best...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/S7GBGlF9uiI/AAAAAAAAAos/19neFkyBvAc/s72-c/CIMG0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-8455865370876106661</id><published>2010-03-16T13:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:09:56.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds of Sophie</title><content type='html'>I overheard this song while Sophie was making her bed today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung with church soulfulness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You take care of me, you take care of me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my parents died! You were with me for weeks and forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when my parents came back to life, you help my family...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung with popstar spunk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you wake up in the mornin, when you wake up in the mornin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have somethin to find... A little treasure hunt. You find gold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-8455865370876106661?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8455865370876106661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=8455865370876106661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8455865370876106661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8455865370876106661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2010/03/sounds-of-sophie.html' title='The Sounds of Sophie'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1524883160920611107</id><published>2009-12-13T22:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:20:21.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SyXYiaMbBzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Sjczpc696IA/s1600-h/lyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414972212641466162" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SyXYiaMbBzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Sjczpc696IA/s320/lyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because I didn't post her birthday does not mean she is forgotten about or that I am a bad mom. (Hey, she is still the same size, so it's like I am doing it on time.) What does make me a bad mom is when I curse at her little 17 lb, rashy body! Who curses at a little baby?! Ok, so I say it in my head, but still. And maybe I don't curse AT her, just at the situation. Ya, that's better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyla has come into our family and completely flipped everything and everyone over! I feel like a new, unexperienced mom again. Aside from her many, many food allergies (about 25 just off the top of my head...which are all mostly gone now thanks to our new voodoo doctor, Dr. Babcock!), she doesn't sleep or eat or grow like my other girls. She will only sleep right next to me and cries if I don't hold her during the day. (That's why I curse.) Her first year has been really difficult for her and me. It has taught me a lot though. I know I need to relax and not let stupid things upset me. (It's a work in progress). I know that time flies by too fast as well. I can't believe it is almost Chrismas! When did that happen??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from her ailments, Lyla has been so much fun in our family! She loves Chloe and Sophie and gets so excited to play with them. When they all have a babysitter, Lyla will usually only let her sisters hold her and they both rub her tummy to sleep. She tries to do summersaults and flips like they do, and will turn my face to make sure I am watching them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I didn't do a birthday tribute to her, this is just the same but later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things you might not know about Lyla:&lt;br /&gt;1. She stares at you like she is looking straight into your soul. Aunts and uncles beware!&lt;br /&gt;2. She gets about 3 baths a day.&lt;br /&gt;3. She will cry until she is picked up, even if you are on the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;4. She will itch your arm or back when you are holding her, just from habit.&lt;br /&gt;5. When she had her first birthday cake she broke out in a horrible rash and Brit said, "we might as well have given her a bag of needles to play with."&lt;br /&gt;6. She was born weighing 4 lbs. 3 oz. At one year 16 lbs seems so small, if an average 8 lb. baby had grown like her, it would be as if he were 32 pounds. (That's what my college education taught me right there!)&lt;br /&gt;7. She hates her car seat with a wild passion.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you want to be her best friend, give her a cup of crushed ice.&lt;br /&gt;9. She is a shoulder dancer just like her dad.&lt;br /&gt;10. She keeps her arm shoved down the front of my shirt, also just like her dad.&lt;br /&gt;11. She comes in the bathroom after me and closes all the drawers and doors, even if she is crying.&lt;br /&gt;12.When she whines she says her name "Alylyla."&lt;br /&gt;13. She cries and whines at me almost all day. When her dad walks in the door, she actually squeels with delight! It is pretty cute though, I have to admit...&lt;br /&gt;14. She hates wearing clothes with a wild passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Her hair has yet to come in on the sides. But hey, some people PAY to have their hair cut like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. I don't tkink her little hamster hands and feet have grown since birth.&lt;br /&gt;17. She loves riding in her wagon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyla's the best girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SyXYiuY9jeI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Ys09s4gai3g/s1600-h/lylahat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414972218062769634" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SyXYiuY9jeI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Ys09s4gai3g/s320/lylahat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1524883160920611107?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1524883160920611107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1524883160920611107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1524883160920611107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1524883160920611107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/12/lyla.html' title='Lyla'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SyXYiaMbBzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Sjczpc696IA/s72-c/lyla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7155853393144543582</id><published>2009-11-23T13:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:27:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Mama Giveaway</title><content type='html'>The holiday season is wonderful. Full of joy, wonder...and work. Especially if you have a handmade holiday in mind. We want to make the season a bit easier on you by giving away a sleighful of gifts that only a mother could love. Our “sleigh” is a &lt;a href="http://www.madsencycles.com/bikes/gallery/cream-bucket.php"&gt;Madsen Bike&lt;/a&gt; filled with gifts and goodies from &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Provo Craft&lt;/a&gt; to help you create those handmade projects including a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Yudu&lt;/a&gt; screen-printing machine, a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Cuttlebug&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Cricut Expression Machine&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Your Story&lt;/a&gt; thermal book binder, and a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Knifty Knitter&lt;/a&gt; loom set. That’s not all - we’ve got treasures galore - a &lt;a href="http://www.dyson.com/store/product.asp?product=DC25-BLUEPRINT"&gt;Dyson Blueprint&lt;/a&gt;, an Easy Walker Sky stroller from &lt;a href="http://mamabargains.com/"&gt;MamaBargains.com&lt;/a&gt;, two Sidekick baby carrier bags from &lt;a href="http://www.kemby.com/"&gt;Kemby&lt;/a&gt; and an &lt;a href="https://www.amberalertgps.com/"&gt;Amber Alert GPS&lt;/a&gt; unit and a full year of service.That’s over $3,800 in gifts!Entering this contest is easy and fun. Just answer and post the meme below on your blog and send us the link. (Don’t have a blog, no problem! You can post this as a note in Facebook and send us the link too.)To participate you must include all of the text, including the links, in bold below:Mama’s Holiday Wish List Meme&lt;a href="http://www.todaysmama.com/exclusives.php"&gt;TodaysMama&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4ikY3c"&gt;Provo Craft&lt;/a&gt; are giving away a sleighful of gifts this holiday season and to enter I’m sharing this meme with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What 5 items are on your holiday wish list this year?&lt;br /&gt;      Wii, Rock Band, new sheets (mine are ripped to shreds), hobo wallet in cobalt blue, pretty dessert plates from Anthropologie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite handmade gift you have received?&lt;br /&gt;      I LOVE the homemade chocolates my neighbors make. My husband and I fight over the last one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What handmade gift have you always wanted to tackle?&lt;br /&gt;      I have always wanted to make the kids pajamas with matching bottoms and initials on the shirt, like my sister in law does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. What was the best Christmas gift you received as a child?&lt;br /&gt;      When I was 12 I got a huge pink and blue swatch watch wall clock for my room. It was pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5. What items are on your kid’s wish list this year?&lt;br /&gt;      American Girl doll, barbies, guitar, talking babies (even though they really freak me out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday food?&lt;br /&gt;      Peppermint bark, and anything chocolate dipped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7. What will you be hand-crafting for the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;     Hmmm....hand crafted? Does putting stuff inside of jars with pretty tags and ribbon count? That's what I'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite holiday movie?&lt;br /&gt;      'Love Actually' is by far the BEST holiday movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite holiday song?&lt;br /&gt;     'We Three Kings' by Jars of Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite holiday pastime?&lt;br /&gt;      Sitting in my pajamas with my family watching movies (not Love Actually. That's just for me...not the kids)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7155853393144543582?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7155853393144543582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7155853393144543582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7155853393144543582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7155853393144543582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-mama-giveaway.html' title='Today&apos;s Mama Giveaway'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7006585998261220449</id><published>2009-09-18T20:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:49:51.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savvy Shopper my #@*!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Smith's checker: &lt;/em&gt;"Hello, how are you today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "Good! Thank you! How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Checker: "&lt;/em&gt;Good, thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bagger (with greasy hair and tongue ring):&lt;/em&gt; "Hi! How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "Good thanks! How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bagger:&lt;/em&gt; "Good......Wow, you look really tired!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Checker (whipping his head around): &lt;/em&gt;"That was really rude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bagger:&lt;/em&gt; "No, I'm just sayin'...you just look exhausted!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "Oh, hah. Ya (smoothing out my ponytail), ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bagger:&lt;/em&gt; "Like, you just look like you've had a really long day. Have you had a long day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "Oh. Yeaaah, Yah. Probably. "(Still trying to tuck hair behind my ears. It was, after all, almost 5:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "You are never going to guess what the Smith's bagger girl said to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "How much did you spend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "&lt;/em&gt;$40"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: " &lt;/em&gt;Is this seriously what you just bought?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"Why were you in such a rush to do it today? And why did you buy 9 boxes of cereal and 6 boxes of lean cuisine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "Well, the Smith's ad started today, and I was worried that it would all be gone and those were the only coupons I had that would work because we just signed up for the stupid coupon thing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit&lt;/em&gt;: "I have never known you to buy lean cuisine in all our married life! Why??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;: " I thought it was going to be gone because of all the crazy coupon people! I didn't think it would be that much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"But I just don't understand, &lt;em&gt;WHY!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;" I guess I just don't understand how to do it yet! It was stupid, ok? I am trying to save our family money, and if I don't have to buy cereal for a year, then that just saved us a bunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "I'm not eating lean cuisine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "I didn't buy it thinking you would! I'll eat them for lunch sometimes. I used to eat them all the time in college..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "I'm just really worried about this coupon thing. It's like you have some gambling problem with it, or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: What? &lt;/em&gt;What!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"This was my first time doing it this way. I'm trying to help out the family and you are getting mad at me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: "&lt;/em&gt;I still just don't get &lt;em&gt;why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"I told you! I thought it was going to be gone, and I wouldn't be able to use the coupons!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "Ok, I guess. I'm sorry. I'm not mad. I just don't get it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "Are you sorry too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Did you just say sorry, to get a sorry out of me? Because I'm not sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"Whoa! This is rediculous and has gone on way too long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Next Day (over text)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Are you going to Salt Lake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "No gas money"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "&lt;/em&gt;We have gas money. You are just still mad about the $40."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"I'm not mad. It has nothing to do with the fact that you bought all that, and we still don't have anything to eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Obviously it does if you just said it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: "&lt;/em&gt;We'll just have to agree to disagree on that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that next night at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"Let's just be done with this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: &lt;/em&gt;"Are you sorry?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; "I'm not sorry about trying to save our family some money by clipping coupons, NO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit:&lt;/em&gt; "Well, let's just not do the whole coupon thing anymore and see if that's better, ok? It's not worth all of this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;"Well, let me just see how it goes the next couple of times. Some of those people get free things, you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brit: sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7006585998261220449?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7006585998261220449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7006585998261220449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7006585998261220449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7006585998261220449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/09/savvy-shopper-my.html' title='Savvy Shopper my #@*!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7686868247617720933</id><published>2009-08-28T15:45:00.030-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:17:59.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Lovin'...Had me a blast!</title><content type='html'>At Hill Air Force Base watching 'The Fabulous Thunderbirds' with Marsh. We walked about 3 miles(no kidding around here) with all three kids crying the whole way. It is our fault though, (when I say our, I mean Brit), we picked the first parking spot we saw. It was no where near where we wanted to be. We walked in and everyone was leaving for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphepvNT9lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R_891guncJk/s1600-h/100_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375150226406635090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphepvNT9lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R_891guncJk/s320/100_2491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our second attempt at a family campout. There is a camping spot a couple of miles behind where we live. Brit is using some of his assistant (to the) scout master skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfCYNtOOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Hc3hamD_dH0/s1600-h/100_2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375150649731004642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfCYNtOOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Hc3hamD_dH0/s320/100_2519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfqySzb6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XpgfHFK3zlA/s1600-h/100_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375151343926472610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfqySzb6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XpgfHFK3zlA/s320/100_2527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our view to the east...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphr0M15PeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7Qq9XGNa3CQ/s1600-h/100_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375164699811331554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphr0M15PeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7Qq9XGNa3CQ/s320/100_2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our view to the south... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfeAcs3pI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sEaqjbp_GvE/s1600-h/100_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375151124387782290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfeAcs3pI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sEaqjbp_GvE/s320/100_2520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our view that led us stright home... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfNp7wjdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uOxA1Jwgwq8/s1600-h/100_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375150843466124754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphfNp7wjdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uOxA1Jwgwq8/s320/100_2521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe next year dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphf4ZjdKQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8H7djayyShg/s1600-h/100_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375151577803598082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphf4ZjdKQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8H7djayyShg/s320/100_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of July parade with the Hanseen girls. It's perfectly "normal" to get teary-eyed at a parade, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphgWqymEqI/AAAAAAAAAlw/YtgCSh11CQM/s1600-h/100_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375152097826575010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphgWqymEqI/AAAAAAAAAlw/YtgCSh11CQM/s320/100_2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They both got to do one ride each, so the pick the longest line and most expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphgl3Gar-I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Vi1tCXKPb44/s1600-h/100_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375152358828978146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphgl3Gar-I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Vi1tCXKPb44/s320/100_2555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This girl to the right loves her job. And yes. She is wearing shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphg0eOzZYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/4_IJ7emNBE4/s1600-h/100_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375152609851303298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphg0eOzZYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/4_IJ7emNBE4/s320/100_2559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;A little patriotic limbo with the Brown's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphhPsZgluI/AAAAAAAAAmI/O0ISKNO9Aks/s1600-h/100_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375153077510772450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphhPsZgluI/AAAAAAAAAmI/O0ISKNO9Aks/s320/100_2569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the lake on Idaho Falls with the cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375153376317428450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphhhFikUuI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4u4uSbxBmWo/s320/102_2583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375155020837825282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjAz2yKwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/yZartVEtm0Q/s320/102_2607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphun-MVAfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/JOfxkk_p30g/s1600-h/102_2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375167788255347186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphun-MVAfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/JOfxkk_p30g/s320/102_2593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphiSfvQHNI/AAAAAAAAAmg/xchy3Ouje6M/s1600-h/102_2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375154225163541714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphiSfvQHNI/AAAAAAAAAmg/xchy3Ouje6M/s320/102_2601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jet setting to Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjPylwnBI/AAAAAAAAAm4/lUL9_b9BS80/s1600-h/102_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375155278196022290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjPylwnBI/AAAAAAAAAm4/lUL9_b9BS80/s320/102_2623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the water fountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphitFjaFwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Sa94h3QQav4/s1600-h/102_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375154681991010050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphitFjaFwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Sa94h3QQav4/s320/102_2628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brit and Soph racing down together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjiF8eCpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/F4Sp5-EB5_4/s1600-h/102_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375155592629193362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjiF8eCpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/F4Sp5-EB5_4/s320/102_2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphktiomqxI/AAAAAAAAAng/mEX6MHqibMc/s1600-h/102_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375156888820689682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphktiomqxI/AAAAAAAAAng/mEX6MHqibMc/s320/102_2650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphkEqkq-XI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Ep_eWhPAR_I/s1600-h/102_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375156186577041778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphkEqkq-XI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Ep_eWhPAR_I/s320/102_2649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjyZ5f0LI/AAAAAAAAAnI/g3ORNsRBJDo/s1600-h/102_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375155872863342770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphjyZ5f0LI/AAAAAAAAAnI/g3ORNsRBJDo/s320/102_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a combined Bday BBQ/pool party with me, Papa, Nicky and Mia. Can you guess what the theme was? We sure are glad Kelly was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphk-VCaZlI/AAAAAAAAAno/WriY16C_lNk/s1600-h/102_2655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375157177228617298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sphk-VCaZlI/AAAAAAAAAno/WriY16C_lNk/s320/102_2655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to end my day exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphxEsoYnDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kB8jPEq1kQk/s1600-h/102_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375170480780647474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphxEsoYnDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kB8jPEq1kQk/s320/102_2684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Our little Lyla also celebrated her 1st year in June. This will be coming soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7686868247617720933?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7686868247617720933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7686868247617720933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7686868247617720933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7686868247617720933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-lovinhad-me-blast.html' title='Summer Lovin&apos;...Had me a blast!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SphepvNT9lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R_891guncJk/s72-c/100_2491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2342544117066151076</id><published>2009-08-19T21:52:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:23:56.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Schmoopy...Happy Birthday Cristine!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sozcm2m1YUI/AAAAAAAAAko/O2ae9KVm7cM/s1600-h/102_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371911015597695298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sozcm2m1YUI/AAAAAAAAAko/O2ae9KVm7cM/s320/102_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it July 25th yet? I don’t make it to any functions on time, dinners, church, births, why change things now…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my favorite person in the whole entire universe (that’s why I married you)…&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought of you makes me smile…&lt;br /&gt;I think you are smart despite the fact that you think the states are outlined in white chalk…&lt;br /&gt;You get prettier every year we are together…you can’t leave me or you will turn ugly!!&lt;br /&gt;We make really cute babies together…&lt;br /&gt;You can find the good in anyone, even the ones with ugly hair and bad shoes…&lt;br /&gt;You are fun to laugh with, watch movies with,&lt;br /&gt;You are a great mommy…&lt;br /&gt;You are a great wife…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ummm....the new agey stuff...that's okay too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y0u make me laugh, you make me swear sometimes too, but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the only one for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday over a month ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm your Wildcat, does that mean you wish I looked more like Troy Bolton??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo Luva&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/3478032940173414256-2342544117066151076?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2342544117066151076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2342544117066151076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2342544117066151076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2342544117066151076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-my-schmoopy.html' title='For My Schmoopy...Happy Birthday Cristine!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sozcm2m1YUI/AAAAAAAAAko/O2ae9KVm7cM/s72-c/102_2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6679028473563404072</id><published>2009-06-09T16:09:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:38:22.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waikiki with our Teeny Wahini</title><content type='html'>One of the perks to Brit's job is his traveling...&lt;br /&gt;He gets to be away for a weekend a month and I get to watch whatever movies and shows I want for 2 days. His work just sent him to Hawaii and Lyla and I were able to go with him! It was so relaxing and wonderful! I realize I am a lot nicer when I hear the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7vEALN6SI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hvBCZq77AEs/s1600-h/100_2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345472659780921634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7vEALN6SI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hvBCZq77AEs/s320/100_2385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7sfz-Q4RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/kPcsScS3j8M/s1600-h/100_2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lyla loved the ocean, and it even helped her rashes! We do salt water baths at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tf4WzFUI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wvGLJtSlDE0/s1600-h/100_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470939695093058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tf4WzFUI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wvGLJtSlDE0/s320/100_2413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7twzp5jQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-BbhJ1nWrP4/s1600-h/100_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345471230490807554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7twzp5jQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-BbhJ1nWrP4/s320/100_2415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7srpw2Q_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/CzbFeIshBkk/s1600-h/100_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470042424624114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7srpw2Q_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/CzbFeIshBkk/s320/100_2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did have to find spf 100 for my little pearl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tPyBH2xI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6utsMw8_rB8/s1600-h/100_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470663115660050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tPyBH2xI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6utsMw8_rB8/s320/100_2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tDErQwxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/cLSni0ZRX-w/s1600-h/100_2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470444785943314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7tDErQwxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/cLSni0ZRX-w/s320/100_2389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was eating it by the fist-fuls! Isn't that some weird disease or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7s2Q8lr7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/QtchSTBfVkw/s1600-h/100_2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470224741543858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7s2Q8lr7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/QtchSTBfVkw/s320/100_2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have never been there, Matsumoto's Shaved Ice, on the North Shore, is like pure bliss in a plastic cup! They make their own flavors and for .50c more you get a scoop of vanilla ice cream on the bottom. The line is always, no matter what time of day, curved out the door into the parking lot. Last time we were there we got up early and had it for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7uFddRqCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/eOSnaWCs31g/s1600-h/100_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345471585309534242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7uFddRqCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/eOSnaWCs31g/s320/100_2427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7uO_KsgtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/fW-NR95J9nc/s1600-h/100_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345471748977230546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7uO_KsgtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/fW-NR95J9nc/s320/100_2429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose rainbow, and Brit concocted some strange root beer-lime-grape...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know he was envious of mine right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7sQvvUiNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/IC95Joyv20A/s1600-h/100_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345469580172363986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7sQvvUiNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/IC95Joyv20A/s320/100_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make note of the sunbathing gentleman in the background. We just watched him for like 3 hours. He had a 20lb. weight, a football, one sandal, a camera, and his Minnesota Vikings beach cruiser distinctly placed around him. We would notice after a bit the places would be switched, like he was doing some fung shui order around himself. Every 20 min or so he would stand up and pump the 20 lb. weight! It was awesome. You can't make up family memories like that!&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/3478032940173414256-6679028473563404072?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6679028473563404072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6679028473563404072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6679028473563404072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6679028473563404072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/06/oahu-with-our-teeny-wahini.html' title='Waikiki with our Teeny Wahini'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7vEALN6SI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hvBCZq77AEs/s72-c/100_2385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2150062902207522567</id><published>2009-04-28T09:23:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:08:40.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha La La La La La My Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie turned 4 in April. I have been really looking forward to doing my birthday tribute to her but I keep getting side tracked. I love Sophie! She is so spunky! Sometimes that spunk makes me curse, but for the most part she keeps us all laughing. I was always worried she would have 'middle child syndrome', but I know now...she &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you sweet Sophie! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si1NPo23QFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5J4hO6ExNs/s1600-h/102_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345013263819554898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si1NPo23QFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5J4hO6ExNs/s320/102_2324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:14-The exact time you were born in Yorba Linda, CA. And your exact weight! You were my biggest baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- The &lt;em&gt;average&lt;/em&gt; number of times you change your clothes on any given day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16- How old you told Santa you were this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11- The age your dad thinks you will be in juvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- The number of stare-downs you have given your 6'5" Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8- The weird and random places we have found you asleep at any time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-The number of piggie tails you always want in your hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- The number of times you clap your hands right before you jump into a swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7pNK8-sZI/AAAAAAAAAio/EjKL2gdRrPo/s1600-h/IMG00198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345466220223050130" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7pNK8-sZI/AAAAAAAAAio/EjKL2gdRrPo/s320/IMG00198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-How many relaxing baths you request each day. (They are called relaxing too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-Equal number of times you will spit at or hug one of us daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- Different kinds of cheese you claim to love/ hate each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3- The number of times you have cut your own hair. (Plus one for cutting a friends' hair)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7knaGqEgI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mH4heMs_H-8/s1600-h/102_2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345461173408633346" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7knaGqEgI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mH4heMs_H-8/s320/102_2195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3-The number of mouse traps you have been stuck in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1- Of a kind. Happy late birthday honey! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7mOLAFJXI/AAAAAAAAAig/rWiBoAE27M0/s1600-h/102_2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345462938881041778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si7mOLAFJXI/AAAAAAAAAig/rWiBoAE27M0/s320/102_2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3478032940173414256-2150062902207522567?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2150062902207522567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2150062902207522567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2150062902207522567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2150062902207522567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/sha-la-la-la-la-la-my-oh-my.html' title='Sha La La La La La My Oh My!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Si1NPo23QFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5J4hO6ExNs/s72-c/102_2324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-8893510406908321086</id><published>2009-03-17T09:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:58:32.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Susan Arlene Terry&lt;br /&gt;1950-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sb_V57VJE_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/ax5O2ctNQ_A/s1600-h/mama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314201276476101618" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sb_V57VJE_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/ax5O2ctNQ_A/s320/mama.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Susan Arlene Terry, beloved wife, mother, grandmother, sister and friend returned home to her Heavenly Father on Saturday March 14th, 2009 after a lengthy illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzie was born March 9, 1950 in Artesia, New Mexico to Bill and Margaret Conley. From a young age Suzie had a love for music and singing. She performed in several musicals and loved to share her talent with others. Her voice was one of her special talents, something that her family missed greatly during her illness. We know now that she is singing with angels.&lt;br /&gt;She had a happy childhood surrounded by her family and many friends. She attended Mayfield High School in Las Cruses, NM where she met her to be sweetheart in sophomore English class. Marshall recalls seeing her from across the room and feeling that he had known her all of his life before ever meeting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan married her classmate, Marshall Terry in the spring of 1969, when they were both just 19 years old. Their abiding love lasted 40 beautiful years on earth. Their love story is one of the greatest ever told and will surely last throughout eternity. Together they had three boys, they spent countless hours supporting them in all their accomplishments. She enjoyed all of their sporting events and never missed a game. She was the ultimate baseball mom. For someone so small, she had a mighty voice that could cheer and holler above all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a great business woman and found much happiness in her work. She became Partner in a Utah based Public Relations firm and like the rest of her life she gave selfless service in her work and callings in church. She held many church callings that she loved, and being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints brought her much happiness.&lt;br /&gt;She loved her children more than life itself. She was so proud to be a mother and grateful for the opportunity to raise her sweet boys. She made her family’s life more important than her own, she played a great role in taking care of her brothers and sisters, and then later in life, her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a great love for her beautiful daughters that were brought to her by marriage, which also brought, her most prized possession, her nine grandchildren. She loved her family and will without a doubt be cleaning her mansion in Heaven so that when we all return we will have a clean home to return to. We know it won’t be long before she finds a cute little jewelry shop in Heaven to make her feel right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan is survived by her loving husband, Marshall Terry, Saratoga Springs, her children, Michael (Hope), Idaho Falls, Britton (Cristine), Saratoga Springs, Jacob (Melissa), Saratoga Springs; her brother Joe (Sophia) Stewart, Nancy Lack, Dewey (Kim) Conley, Margi (Tom) Jackman; and her 9 beautiful grandchildren. Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, March 18th at 11 AM at the Saratoga Springs Stake Center, 587 S. Saratoga Road, Saratoga Springs. Viewing will be held before the funeral at 9:30 AM at the same building. Special thanks to those who cared for her and loved her. Online condolences &lt;a href="http://www.serenicare.com/"&gt;http://www.serenicare.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-8893510406908321086?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8893510406908321086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=8893510406908321086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8893510406908321086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8893510406908321086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/03/susan-arlene-terry-beloved-wife-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Sb_V57VJE_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/ax5O2ctNQ_A/s72-c/mama.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2541195941046516892</id><published>2009-02-17T22:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:01:56.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie the Snake Charmer...</title><content type='html'>So I took the girls to scouts with me tonight so I'd have an excuse to leave early, but we ended up staying later than we had hoped because it was Reptile Night! The scouts were doing their reptile merit badge so they all gather at one of the kids house that has a bunch of snakes as pets...I guess a dog was just too much work, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfITsajI/AAAAAAAAAg4/dedToFoz0eE/s1600-h/0217092017%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304025935499782706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfITsajI/AAAAAAAAAg4/dedToFoz0eE/s320/0217092017%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first they were both a little nervous as we walked in to greet the giant iguana, Chloe began to wonder if she had made the right choice by going with daddy to see the snakes, she had me by the sleeve for the first 5 minutes. A few of the boys were showing off the snakes to the girls and one of them asked Soph if she wanted to hold one and right away she shook her head yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfDHfiII/AAAAAAAAAhA/IJQrNskDGEk/s1600-h/0217092018%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304025934106429570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfDHfiII/AAAAAAAAAhA/IJQrNskDGEk/s320/0217092018%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe on the other hand needed some encouragement, she was going off of her knowledge that snakes eat you and they aren't know as pets in her mind. She kept asking before we went if they were going to be in cages. She warmed up and become partial to the little black and white king snake...I have to admit I didn't hold them, too creepy, I was better at nudging the girls along!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfWrtSaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GXLjdWzkIYM/s1600-h/0217092020%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304025939358599586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfWrtSaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GXLjdWzkIYM/s320/0217092020%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its pretty clear who the tomboy is in our family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfaDtIOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yftCy5ApASs/s1600-h/0217092019%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304025940264558818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfaDtIOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yftCy5ApASs/s320/0217092019%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-2541195941046516892?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2541195941046516892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2541195941046516892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2541195941046516892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2541195941046516892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/02/sophie-snake-charmer.html' title='Sophie the Snake Charmer...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SZuvfITsajI/AAAAAAAAAg4/dedToFoz0eE/s72-c/0217092017%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2681660500067110530</id><published>2009-01-24T00:00:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:28:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you miss us...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I was the one that started this thing a few years ago but Cris decided to take it over and girly it all up. So the lack of postings must be blamed on Cris not me as I continue to feed you some Terry family memories. I have to admit I was a little hurt that I didn't get much response to the art I posted last time, a classic like that should have created all kinds of buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonelle, your copy is on it's way to you as we speak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we've been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq-ApXpxfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eVgjbO6wbYs/s1600-h/102_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294753230241777138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq-ApXpxfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eVgjbO6wbYs/s320/102_1980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas, the "big girls" got a giant doll house from Grandma Drake that dad spend forever putting together...I think the Chinese as they build the millions of peices must get a little chuckle as they pack them all in the box at the misery that awaits dad's like me that have to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq-0mT-PxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5Q4w0QJCPJI/s1600-h/102_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294754122774232850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq-0mT-PxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5Q4w0QJCPJI/s320/102_1986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought the Easy Bake Oven for Chloe, what a treat, we enjoyed mini-chocolate chip cookies and it only took 30 minutes for the light bulb to cook them, don't you wish you had one of these...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq_wwGl7mI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cI6IjOxAdYo/s1600-h/102_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294755156194618978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq_wwGl7mI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cI6IjOxAdYo/s320/102_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie not only got the Ariel doll but an Ariel phone and case, Ariel lipstick, etc etc etc. She was thrilled at the under the sea treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrAnOwo-II/AAAAAAAAAfo/a3ovP1tE3Xc/s1600-h/102_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294756092136978562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrAnOwo-II/AAAAAAAAAfo/a3ovP1tE3Xc/s320/102_1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Grandma and Poppa Terry over for Christmas Eve dinner, thanks Cristine for your amazing culinary talents, (she made rice crispy treats...good job honey!!) Just kidding she prepared the entire meal, we did our first Terry Turkey, and all the other fixins, we are so proud of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrDQBGYAII/AAAAAAAAAfw/RgzCNsClw3U/s1600-h/102_1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294758991867936898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrDQBGYAII/AAAAAAAAAfw/RgzCNsClw3U/s320/102_1935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrDqcgVxJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/jreOHoUwZ0w/s1600-h/102_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294759445901198482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrDqcgVxJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/jreOHoUwZ0w/s320/102_2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see Kelly twice over the holidays once in Las Vegas for Turkey Day and at our house with Grandma and Poppa Drake the week of Christmas. We had so much fun, we keep trying to get them to move up here but we've yet to crack them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, because I was the guide and host of the Terry Winterland Experience for our visitors, I didn't have a camera with me when we went on the hightlight of the week, Tubing/Sledding!! Apparently they don't teach people from Las Vegas how to slow down or stop on the tubing hill, Poppa Drake used more of the Clark W. Griswald style of sledding and slammed into a wall with first his shoulder, then his head and had a few cuts to prove it. Shortly after that stunt, Cousin Bailey followed down the hill on a tube and smacked her head on the same wall. I guess next time we will pick a hill that doesn't have a concrete wall at the bottom of it...To my defense in years past we've never been able to reach the wall, but due to the huge amounts of snowfall from earlier that week we discovered you can make it to the wall. Maybe Kelly can send me some pictures of that day for accuracy of my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfO2UF6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ItIenwoVQkQ/s1600-h/77990043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294763651303217058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfO2UF6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ItIenwoVQkQ/s320/77990043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfYNd9uI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_FWRyG7lj9Y/s1600-h/77990035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294763653816252130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfYNd9uI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_FWRyG7lj9Y/s320/77990035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfkNqUpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/X-7ra_9UQ5E/s1600-h/77990073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294763657038287506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrHfkNqUpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/X-7ra_9UQ5E/s320/77990073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrKJLr8zoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Yw4R21pcTqE/s1600-h/77980005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294766571032202882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrKJLr8zoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Yw4R21pcTqE/s320/77980005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before the snow fell Cris has the great idea for family pictures...how fun for us. Aunt Margi did an awesome job with the girls and even made me look halfway normal, I guess I can't be the judge on that though, but of course Cristine looks beautiful as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrQH9Z4aKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xJ4x34NK0lk/s1600-h/102_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294773147088218274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXrQH9Z4aKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xJ4x34NK0lk/s320/102_2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course our little muffin Lyla...She is so much fun, she is getting big and has so much personality, she is so sweet. Cris is attempting to feed her via spoon, it was quite a mess. She is 7 months now and her sisters completely love and terrorize her at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-2681660500067110530?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2681660500067110530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2681660500067110530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2681660500067110530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2681660500067110530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-you-miss-us.html' title='Did you miss us...?'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SXq-ApXpxfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eVgjbO6wbYs/s72-c/102_1980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4547385127169942313</id><published>2008-11-22T11:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:55:14.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something from Me to You, Enjoy it...</title><content type='html'>For some reason Cristine wouldn't allow me to hang this piece of artwork in our family collage, so I thought it would be appropriate to share with the world, there is no reason this beauty should be kept to just us, so enjoy, its a one of a kind...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShVcpUAyTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/nn8WguJ7v-s/s320/SCAN0001.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271557314451654962" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4547385127169942313?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4547385127169942313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4547385127169942313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4547385127169942313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4547385127169942313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-from-me-to-you-enjoy-it.html' title='Something from Me to You, Enjoy it...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShVcpUAyTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/nn8WguJ7v-s/s72-c/SCAN0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-784761453172590939</id><published>2008-11-22T11:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:49:51.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a glorious time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My sweet wife sure knows how to throw a mean party...thank you muffin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love that was shown me was to be remembered...(Joel thought it was appropriate to give me a head to head hug, as you can see if was picture worthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRHZ2dDvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vPbkRr_E8CU/s320/100_1933.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271552551477382898" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my buds, my Pops, Joel and Mandi, and yes "the Jake Fisher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRH8OoxlI/AAAAAAAAAek/VJhkq77kZzU/s1600-h/100_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRH8OoxlI/AAAAAAAAAek/VJhkq77kZzU/s320/100_1928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271552560705619538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRHq72K8I/AAAAAAAAAec/016lIAJUO6s/s1600-h/100_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRHq72K8I/AAAAAAAAAec/016lIAJUO6s/s320/100_1932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271552556063402946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those crazy kids of ours with Cousin Jadie and Mitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRIJ13dAI/AAAAAAAAAes/TojgljuA9Fk/s320/100_1925.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271552564359820290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping for the spank machine but it never panned out...Cris dropped the ball on that one! The Browns and Teriipaia's where with us too but they must have been camera shy, we didn't get any pics of them, we love you anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-784761453172590939?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/784761453172590939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=784761453172590939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/784761453172590939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/784761453172590939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-glorious-time.html' title='It was a glorious time...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SShRHZ2dDvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vPbkRr_E8CU/s72-c/100_1933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2282769444387557048</id><published>2008-11-08T23:58:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:59:28.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Luva....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266563572017921090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRaXqlEj_EI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-wLNwjGWeSg/s320/S3010004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brit has taken a backseat to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyla&lt;/span&gt; since she has been born. I can see in his eyes the jealousy everytime we stay in bed all day and make out. Or when we sing Endless Love to eachother. (He wants to sing the Lionel Ritchie part I just know it.) Or when I tickle her and nibble on her ears. She even gets to sleep right next to me under my mama bird wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her perfectly round bald head and her breath that smells like sweet milk and her neck that smells like stinky cheese. Oh wait this is about Brit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;to the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;white food fearin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;toe crossin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;lawn mowin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;british voice singin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;bad shoes judgin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"I don't eat a whole lot of candy" sayin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;poopey diaper changin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;shoulder shaker dancin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;slurpee is the same as a smoothie thinkin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;door to door sellin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;toilet fixin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;late sleepin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;pretty green eyes havin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;on the potty readin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;dirty text sendin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;mint chip isn't the same as chocolate chip mint fightin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;babe &lt;/strong&gt;around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;For my love on his 35 years on this earth. You are the Absolute Best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;husband, father, brother, son,son-in-law, assistant (to the) scout master, friend we could ever ask for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I Love You , wildcat!&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/3478032940173414256-2282769444387557048?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2282769444387557048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2282769444387557048' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2282769444387557048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2282769444387557048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-luva.html' title='To My Luva....'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRaXqlEj_EI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-wLNwjGWeSg/s72-c/S3010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2691308703963695330</id><published>2008-11-05T13:28:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:08:47.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Halloween! This is Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I think this is the first year we carved pumpkins. (when I say we, I mean Brit). They turned out really cute. He did a scaredy cat and a spider web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIC5l_ud4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/y92Q1_YPFmI/s1600-h/100_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265274102824728450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIC5l_ud4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/y92Q1_YPFmI/s320/100_1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Dad made them scrape out the guts and we sorted through to get the seeds. Although, I don't know if I cook them right because they tasted terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIDjz6CvyI/AAAAAAAAAds/c2vmW-38vpA/s1600-h/100_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265274828113493794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIDjz6CvyI/AAAAAAAAAds/c2vmW-38vpA/s320/100_1910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made caramel apples and the girls would only eat off the caramel. They kept asking for more "frosting".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIDNzFjSOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gyNDuPZqOB4/s1600-h/100_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265274449936206050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIDNzFjSOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gyNDuPZqOB4/s320/100_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay and Ariel. And yes, my kids are too young to know about HSM. I have the cousins to thank for that. She &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; wearing the wig though. And Soph loved her red hair too. She kept saying,"mom, I look so beautiful!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRICcaYOccI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qyyN6UQjcOY/s1600-h/100_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265273601490055618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRICcaYOccI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qyyN6UQjcOY/s320/100_1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRICL9mseZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2OaIDcBWpxQ/s1600-h/100_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265273318888208786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRICL9mseZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2OaIDcBWpxQ/s320/100_1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little poodle. Her head wouldn't fit the dog head but I know she loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-2691308703963695330?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2691308703963695330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2691308703963695330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2691308703963695330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2691308703963695330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-halloween-this-is-halloween.html' title='This is Halloween! This is Halloween!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SRIC5l_ud4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/y92Q1_YPFmI/s72-c/100_1857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5051432100896393858</id><published>2008-10-23T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:33:37.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Somedays I get really good ideas. Somedays I get fantastic ideas. Some of my fantastic ideas have been marketed already. About 5 or 6 years ago I came up with what is now known as the Oral B "brush ups". I went to the place where you tell in detail of your wondeful invention that no one else has. They tell me it's going to cost roughly 9million dollars to start your wonderful invention. Then they give you that sad look with the tillted head and gently, but firmly see you to the door. And yes...2 or 3 years later my spark of genious is in every store ending in 'mart' across the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to think I came up with shade clothing in the 9th grade. I used an old 'units' piece under my t-shirt, for the illusion of a longer undershirt, because I didn't like my belly showing whenever I raised my arms. I would always think,'somebody needs to make a shirt that is long enough.' (And even though it was so hot for some people to show their tummies whenever they could at Gibson Jr. High, for someone who was as white as milk[as someone called me] it just wasn't that hot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that year or the next, I like to think I came up with the whole spanx idea. I always bought control top nude pantyhose in a size smaller than normal and cut the leggs off. Everytime I would put those control shorts on, they rolled right up my thigh sometimes causing numbness. I would always think,'somebody needs to make something that smoothes you under skirts and pants.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I get an idea to cut bangs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the scissors in my hand, I get a mental image of Joey Ramone(the Ramones). That might sound weird to some, but not to me. You see... he is my less attractive man double. I like to think every woman has a man double and every man has a woman double. I have two men doubles. One cute... one, such as Joey, very much so unattractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair grows out, not down. With the wrong cut I could,(and have) look like a mushroom or a christmas tree. Add the curly bangs to that and Viola! Soup's on!&lt;br /&gt;An idea of desperation. My hair has been falling out in rediculous fistfulls since I had Lyla. The Lord blesses you with thick shiny hair while you are pregnant, so you don't mind your ever growing belly so much. Then after, although I am thankful I HAVE hair-mind you, I don't want people to get too close because they will see my scalp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SQD7lNilkXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/693-fL-qz6Y/s1600-h/joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260480981477200242" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SQD7lNilkXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/693-fL-qz6Y/s320/joey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5051432100896393858?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5051432100896393858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5051432100896393858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5051432100896393858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5051432100896393858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/hair-today.html' title='Hair Today....'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SQD7lNilkXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/693-fL-qz6Y/s72-c/joey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1203942846409602051</id><published>2008-10-14T11:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:59:26.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zippidee-A-and-Hi-Dee-Ho</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine does a birthday tribute for her girls on their birthdays. I think it is such a sweet idea, that I am stealing it! Chloe Marie....This is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwaXckPetI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/p8okN6sPoSc/s1600-h/100_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259107454969412306" style="CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwaXckPetI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/p8okN6sPoSc/s320/100_1820.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put this one with Sophie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 Things you might not know about Chloe, the 6 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwaugrO06I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ViWAyPQhclU/s1600-h/100_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259107851209462690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwaugrO06I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ViWAyPQhclU/s320/100_1802.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.You were born weighing a mere 5 lbs. 6 oz. By the time the doctor got you out, you were swimming in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maconium&lt;/span&gt;. He shouts out, "she looks like a green smurf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your first word was "mama." Your second word was "ow." Of course you would shout them both whenever we were in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You love to look pretty,and you always do. It started at a young age, when you would &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;wear dresses and skirts. Moving back to Utah, you would get so upset if I wanted you to wear jeans, even if I prepped you the day before about having to wear them. (Scenario: "Chloe, please put these pants on. It's 20 degrees outside!" Sobbing, "No!! I can just wear this yellow skirt, I won't get cold I promise!" Gritting my teeth, "Chloe put the jeans on." "But mom, they don't have any stars or hearts or sparkles or anything! They're ugly!") &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahaaa&lt;/span&gt;....I got it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything you wanted to know how to do, you have taught yourself. You taught yourself to swim without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt;, dive, tie your shoe laces, blow bubbles with bubble gum, do a cartwheel, flip on the trampoline and in the pool, count to 100, spell words...dad and I can't even spell things anymore without you figuring out what we are saying. Anything you decide to do, I know you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You are so tender-hearted. You can't imagine anyone not wanting to play or a group not all getting along together. And you love having your friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.You have such a pretty singing voice! I love when you and Sophie sing songs around the house.&lt;br /&gt;7. You are great at gymnastics. When you learned how to do flips and cartwheels, I knew you would love going to class. Now you stand on your head in the shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You are a very talented artist. My favorite was the whole group on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sponge bob&lt;/span&gt;. You even drew a customer at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Krusty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Krab&lt;/span&gt;. I also love the family pictures you draw of all of us with heart heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Creepy crawly things &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;creep you out! It's funny when you just get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;paralyzed&lt;/span&gt; with fear when you see bugs, spiders and worms. At grandma's house, after it rained, you stood at the doorway and screamed because ALL the worms were out on the sidewalk. (To be honest, it completely freaked me out too. Some of them were a foot and a half long!)&lt;br /&gt;10. You love shoving things into small purses, bags or boxes! Just like a little&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259108717061580610" style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="189" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwbg6Odp0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/rXxecHBd_d4/s320/100_0166.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt; pack rat. When you were little, I found a coin purse filled with baby carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You are the best biggest sister around! You are so helpful! You always do your best to make sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lyla&lt;/span&gt; and Sophie are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You love hearing stories about when you were younger. You even want to hear about mom and dad when we were younger too because you thought you were with us growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You are so great at riding horses. You love to go for rides on Diamond with Lindsey. And you always love to feed the horses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You have such pretty straight hair. You say that you want curly hair like mom's, but I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; want nice straight hair like yours! I love when you do your own hair and there are about 8 different clips right in front! You look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You have a great sense of style. Your hats or scarves or necklaces always seem to add just the right touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You aren't afraid to try new things. You are a daredevil! You dive into the ocean waves, jump off high jumps, try new and different foods, and anything else that looks like fun for you. And you always love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You are almost always happy in the morning. That has taught me a lesson or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You love school and never want to miss any of it. You are a great student too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You love going to church and learning about heaven and why we are here on earth. You love primary and always sing the songs around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You are a great eater! Sometimes you eat every hour, and ask what's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When you do a full on belly laugh, it is the best sound in the world! Your laugh is so funny to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. It's funny when you act like a grown up. You sit with your legs crossed, write in your diary, walk around while you are talking on the phone, and say adult things all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When you grow up you want to be a cookie baker and a ballerina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You made me a mom for the first time! I will forever be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. No one has ever loved their 6 year old as much as we do! Happy birthday- we love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1203942846409602051?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1203942846409602051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1203942846409602051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1203942846409602051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1203942846409602051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/zippidee-and-hi-dee-ho.html' title='Zippidee-A-and-Hi-Dee-Ho'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SPwaXckPetI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/p8okN6sPoSc/s72-c/100_1820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1492024360431234399</id><published>2008-09-27T11:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:43:51.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the days to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN51sR6GN2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/q2IQkTHuqxA/s1600-h/100_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250763619142350690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN51sR6GN2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/q2IQkTHuqxA/s320/100_1741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie with her Minnie Mouse backpack full of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do a neighborhood extended playdate "preschool" twice a week. She loves going to school like her big sister. She comes and wakes me up everyday and says, 'mom, get up. It's time for my school.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN51so4MLFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4pU79p6VtKo/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250763625308367954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN51so4MLFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4pU79p6VtKo/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe loves kindergarten and her teacher. She just started riding the bus too and thinks she is too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN56TlWZcXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8mf20Gc1NPM/s1600-h/100_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250768692422734194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN56TlWZcXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8mf20Gc1NPM/s320/100_1744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The end of a comfy ride...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1492024360431234399?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1492024360431234399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1492024360431234399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1492024360431234399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1492024360431234399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-are-days-to-remember.html' title='These are the days to remember'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN51sR6GN2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/q2IQkTHuqxA/s72-c/100_1741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3433447768542161672</id><published>2008-09-27T10:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:47:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyla Claire...We like her a lot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN50HXbU6QI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kRdAGrnl5jc/s1600-h/100_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250761885457115394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN50HXbU6QI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kRdAGrnl5jc/s320/100_1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing Day at Aunt Margi's house, we had a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN50HntBaUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ElCSyBzv2Hk/s1600-h/100_1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250761889826302274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN50HntBaUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ElCSyBzv2Hk/s320/100_1731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing dress with Mom...the blessing dress is another story for another post. Ain't they beautiful? (this is brit...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3433447768542161672?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3433447768542161672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3433447768542161672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3433447768542161672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3433447768542161672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/lyla-clairewe-like-her-lot.html' title='Lyla Claire...We like her a lot!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SN50HXbU6QI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kRdAGrnl5jc/s72-c/100_1733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-482703682045637502</id><published>2008-09-23T21:41:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:57:28.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of dairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SNnFRBAMuyI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eAjzmJ8goXg/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249443736794741538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SNnFRBAMuyI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eAjzmJ8goXg/s320/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/laughingsquid.com/wp-content/uploads/grilled-..."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love cows. I love the fact that all they have to do all day is eat. I would have even considered having one as a pet if I weren't severely allergic to their dander. Everything that is wonderful in this world comes from a cow... milk, cheese, steak, cheeseburgers, ice cream, butter, yogurt, chocolate. Brit and I have even had a big fight once over cheese. Smoked gouda. Mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I have been sober from dairy for a week now. I miss it every day... every minute. So when Jonelle "Jojo Babbit" emails me and threatens to use force on me if I don't update my blog...(which is funny she did that because we would always wrestle in high school -in front of Robert Martin for some strange reason- and she would always be taken down! She really has no upper body strength) ...she gave me a list of things I could write about, and my love of cheese was on the list. *&lt;br /&gt;(Some other things on the list were too personal to write about...the whereabouts of my green suede shoes with the black ribbon laces. I get teary just thinking about them and the joy they brought me.)&lt;br /&gt;I just knew I needed to share. Now, you might be saying, 'Cristine- they make delicious soy versions of everything you mentioned. Whats the big deal? Buck up, camper!' But I failed to mention, I also am on the gluten free and egg free wagon. Some of the soy items contain wheat and egg. Ironically, some of the gluten free items contain milk and egg as well. What's a poor girl to do?! So why am torturing my body like this? Perhaps a new found health kick or road to a new self discovery? Maybe a new recipe for mood alteration? Maybe I am half vegan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I eat my butter pecan soy dream, I look at my sweet little bundle of love and her shredded, beet red cheeks, I could care less about those delicious dairy cows. ( Well- maybe I care a little when it comes to sees candies.) Her food allergy is more important than all the milk in Utah. When her doctor told me to go off gluten, dairy, eggs, tomatoes, and chocolate I thought 'hey, no big deal. I don't drink that much milk anyway. I don't eat that much bread.' The very first day Brit was making fun of me for acting like a homeless person looking in our cupboards. I was starving for the first 3 days. I even cried a little bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel better. I do think my new found diet actually has some mood alteration proponents. A few weeks ago, Chloe was saying the prayer. It went something like this..."please bless mommy to not be so grouchy and we won't have a bad day like we did today or yesterday or the day before..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had a prayer like that since, so it's safe to say it was the wheat and cheese that made me grouchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Author's note: I find it funny that after I write this I find a small pamplet about cheese written on Jonelle's blog &lt;a href="http://thisishowwerolllv.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thisishowwerolllv.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-482703682045637502?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/482703682045637502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=482703682045637502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/482703682045637502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/482703682045637502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-love-of-dairy.html' title='For the love of dairy'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SNnFRBAMuyI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eAjzmJ8goXg/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6175946623759510455</id><published>2008-07-29T16:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:58:35.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even 2 months old, and she has moved 3 times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-k9IJGYmI/AAAAAAAAATw/QnmYjj96MZI/s1600-h/100_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-j-1y7cwI/AAAAAAAAATo/1eXvC4NlyrA/s1600-h/100_1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228577992388342530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-j-1y7cwI/AAAAAAAAATo/1eXvC4NlyrA/s320/100_1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm convinced she is nornal baby size now! I'm not sure how much she weighs yet, but that second chin has to be 6 ounces or so. She is doing great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to recover at my mom's house in Las Vegas. Brit's group moved out of Minneapolis right before I had Lyla, so we stayed until I could fly. The girls and I were able to be pampered for about a month, and now we are in Southern California with Brit. We have been here 2 days now. The first day I thought... let's please move back! I miss it so much. It is 87 degrees at the end of July! The second day we had a 5.8 earthquake. We are on the 3rd floor in our apartment and the whole building was swaying! So much for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-6175946623759510455?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6175946623759510455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6175946623759510455' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6175946623759510455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6175946623759510455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-even-2-months-old-and-she-has-moved.html' title='Not even 2 months old, and she has moved 3 times!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-j-1y7cwI/AAAAAAAAATo/1eXvC4NlyrA/s72-c/100_1714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-249718261133966837</id><published>2008-07-29T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:02:26.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe...of the hill people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-gX41GBuI/AAAAAAAAATg/op7vO5Ol_WQ/s1600-h/100_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228574024652949218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-gX41GBuI/AAAAAAAAATg/op7vO5Ol_WQ/s320/100_1711.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After &lt;em&gt;months&lt;/em&gt; of dangling from its root, she finally pulled out her top tooth! She is excited and nervous because she found 2 more loose ones and dad keeps threatening to yank them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-249718261133966837?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/249718261133966837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=249718261133966837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/249718261133966837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/249718261133966837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/07/chloeof-hill-people.html' title='Chloe...of the hill people'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SI-gX41GBuI/AAAAAAAAATg/op7vO5Ol_WQ/s72-c/100_1711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5300879500418266332</id><published>2008-06-25T22:48:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:11:58.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's finally ours!!</title><content type='html'>After 5 days in the hospital we finally have our new baby at home! So I guess a recap is in order for those of you reading that don't know details. Lyla has been a little baby from the get go, kind of like our other two, but just a little smaller. After buying my bro Mikes farely new car seat a few months ago, we took it in to the hospital to get Lyla and take her home, we quickly found out how small she really was...the nurse in a round about way told us how bad of parents we were because we had a huge (normal size) car seat that our little peanut as she called her, just would not fit in! Here she is in her preemie car seat and it looks like she's being swallowed, so you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine how she looked in the other car seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM5MDcgZyI/AAAAAAAAASo/YMWSP21Gdi4/s1600-h/IMG00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075672671250210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM5MDcgZyI/AAAAAAAAASo/YMWSP21Gdi4/s320/IMG00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she is doing great, she is classified as SGA or small for gestational age or just a little baby. More than likely the placenta just wasn't giving her enough to grow to be a 7 pounder. At todays week old check up she passed with flying colors. She is so small that our biggest obsticle is keeping her warm, she has no fat to keep her warm so she is always bundled up. So after a slow start she is growing like a weed, she's up to 4 lbs 14 oz. She is eating good and is just as cute as ever. We like her a lot, and so do her big sisters!! They thought it was so cute how small she was, this was the first time they got to be close to her since she has been in the Special Care Nursey, they laughed when they saw that she really is a baby doll size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM6DiXOBNI/AAAAAAAAASw/qR_Tq5M7UOU/s1600-h/100_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216076625863378130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM6DiXOBNI/AAAAAAAAASw/qR_Tq5M7UOU/s320/100_1649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM6ENzK3qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LZz1bE_BPTE/s1600-h/100_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216076637523336866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM6ENzK3qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LZz1bE_BPTE/s320/100_1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cristine is also doing great, she is eating good and pooping just like she should...and I like her a lot too! Actually in response to her Ying/Yang thing, she is just my happiness, she simply makes me happy. I love everything about her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM72ojJ4UI/AAAAAAAAATA/idkEs5GGopE/s1600-h/IMG00120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM8sD0Xp9I/AAAAAAAAATI/-Husog17BGk/s1600-h/IMG00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216079521062037458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM8sD0Xp9I/AAAAAAAAATI/-Husog17BGk/s320/IMG00134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also get to have Grandma with us for a while...what a blessing, she has been so wonderful. We love her and love having her! I couldn't be happier, I have the best family anyone could ask for, 4 babes all to myself! I wouldn't have it any other way, I think heaven father knew that these sweet girls were the key to my happiness, there's only 1 boy allowed, me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5300879500418266332?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5300879500418266332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5300879500418266332' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5300879500418266332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5300879500418266332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-finally-ours.html' title='She&apos;s finally ours!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SGM5MDcgZyI/AAAAAAAAASo/YMWSP21Gdi4/s72-c/IMG00136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7245285560615112169</id><published>2008-06-19T23:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:33:34.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...Update...Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So leave it up to me to completely botch the name...Hopefully everyone reads my explanation of the name, Lie-la, not lay-la. After her normal, "Brit, you are not very smart" look, Cris explained how to spell the name to me, it's LYLA. So I think it is pretty much official barring any last minute changes, LYLA CLAIRE TERRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little treat from some daddy/daughter time we had today. She is so sweet and little!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc45725120199873" 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" 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it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7245285560615112169?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fc45725120199873&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7245285560615112169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7245285560615112169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7245285560615112169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7245285560615112169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/updateupdateupdate.html' title='Update...Update...Update...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFtcxiiRvnI/AAAAAAAAASg/cgKvycDNOuM/s72-c/IMG00120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4552344758929346306</id><published>2008-06-18T22:46:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:27:05.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum roll please, (imagine the droll roll!)</title><content type='html'>World....Please meet, ummmm, uuhhh, well, Baby Girl Terry so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnzrEf0qaI/AAAAAAAAARw/zjo4x9xgDbQ/s1600-h/100_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213465964925200802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnzrEf0qaI/AAAAAAAAARw/zjo4x9xgDbQ/s320/100_1635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl Terry, born June 18, 2008 4 lbs 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnzrtjr67I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZU5Muw_Sa8g/s1600-h/IMG00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213465975947258802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnzrtjr67I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZU5Muw_Sa8g/s320/IMG00111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so little you can almost see the "Precious Moments" label on her bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFn00EDC5GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ar9PrekmZqU/s1600-h/IMG00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213467218934948962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFn00EDC5GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ar9PrekmZqU/s320/IMG00117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy looks great 8 hours after being sliced open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFn1BXuVkUI/AAAAAAAAASY/wmCzRUAb-hQ/s1600-h/IMG00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213467447555100994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFn1BXuVkUI/AAAAAAAAASY/wmCzRUAb-hQ/s320/IMG00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she so precious...?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a few little video treats for you. (Please ignore the lady talking and focus on the little cry, it'll make you want a new little baby of your own, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c6f917cef1cd96c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6f917cef1cd96c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A20981E30EE65FEFBB1C8D1300B65790A293367.4AAB6FB6B847505965548B5099D54C73580CB4CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6f917cef1cd96c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-sxPifCt2myJu3G-3cLqbHaO1MA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6f917cef1cd96c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A20981E30EE65FEFBB1C8D1300B65790A293367.4AAB6FB6B847505965548B5099D54C73580CB4CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6f917cef1cd96c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-sxPifCt2myJu3G-3cLqbHaO1MA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c0dcbb51e8c7834" 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://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c0dcbb51e8c7834%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76690163D0BD8E5547A7C072B5FAD7209CC69E6.48A61520B6A422949F3784E3430B1AC8FAB80830%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c0dcbb51e8c7834%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd9U7-jHNmHImTS84DJrAC-pGLUo&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://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c0dcbb51e8c7834%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76690163D0BD8E5547A7C072B5FAD7209CC69E6.48A61520B6A422949F3784E3430B1AC8FAB80830%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c0dcbb51e8c7834%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd9U7-jHNmHImTS84DJrAC-pGLUo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all we care about, we love you and wish you could be here with us to see her. Thanks for the calls, texts and thoughts. Love Brit and Cristine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4552344758929346306?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5c0dcbb51e8c7834&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c6f917cef1cd96c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4552344758929346306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4552344758929346306' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4552344758929346306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4552344758929346306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/drum-roll-please-imagine-droll-roll.html' title='Drum roll please, (imagine the droll roll!)'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnzrEf0qaI/AAAAAAAAARw/zjo4x9xgDbQ/s72-c/100_1635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4374354151519779375</id><published>2008-06-18T21:41:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:13:27.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just checking the specs on the rotary....gurder...</title><content type='html'>Since Cris is taking a 4 day "Spa" day, I thought I would take the blog over for a few days and get everybody updated on our summer in Minneapolis. (Just a little humor...she is recovering from the C-Section she had today, good job honey, you did great, we love you!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little picture gram of what we've been up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrT_YP_mI/AAAAAAAAARA/4kc2JH_Ldyo/s1600-h/100_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213456772321246818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrT_YP_mI/AAAAAAAAARA/4kc2JH_Ldyo/s320/100_1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe getting more "2 wheeler" practice at Lake Calhoun, she did great on her first BIG 2 wheeler, and she even got to keep some treats in her cool pack on the front of the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrTUOwZaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b-zgSIYyttk/s1600-h/100_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213456760738702754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrTUOwZaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b-zgSIYyttk/s320/100_1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie taking her normal "easy way" route. She is notorious for doing things more efficient for her needs. It's always, "Daddy will you hold me," or "Daddy, I can't walk!" In this case it's "Daddy I want more snacks back here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrS8YqVhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/93hdwCKzQOA/s1600-h/100_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213456754337797650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrS8YqVhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/93hdwCKzQOA/s320/100_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are now addicted to the park and ice cream. The other day Chloe was scolding me because we only let them have 1 measly ice cream per day...We then had a Daddy Daughter teaching moment about appreciation, (repeat from last week, at some point the repetition thing should work right?) Here they are at one of the many local parks just soaking up the rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrR_b_5TI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bfgQckAcLgE/s1600-h/100_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213456737977230642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrR_b_5TI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bfgQckAcLgE/s320/100_1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modest lifeguards, that's how we like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnuG0hancI/AAAAAAAAARI/cDKl1qSrdBg/s1600-h/100_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213459844603485634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnuG0hancI/AAAAAAAAARI/cDKl1qSrdBg/s320/100_1588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have some really cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;museums&lt;/span&gt; here and the girls had so much fun checking stuff out. Cristine has been so awesome to entertain them as she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;calls&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnvcdZO-gI/AAAAAAAAARg/9w0WhWCiHpM/s1600-h/100_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213461315863902722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnvcdZO-gI/AAAAAAAAARg/9w0WhWCiHpM/s320/100_1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of a better place to spend some time out here than this. It's a small temple but it was really cool, Cristine and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnvtC4bjwI/AAAAAAAAARo/tAIt63-R2lk/s1600-h/100_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213461600804769538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnvtC4bjwI/AAAAAAAAARo/tAIt63-R2lk/s320/100_1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet babies!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnouxD8z_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/rA8LomtyrII/s1600-h/100_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4374354151519779375?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4374354151519779375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4374354151519779375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4374354151519779375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4374354151519779375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-update-on-our-summer.html' title='Just checking the specs on the rotary....gurder...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFnrT_YP_mI/AAAAAAAAARA/4kc2JH_Ldyo/s72-c/100_1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2042641147490101449</id><published>2008-06-17T11:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:00:10.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yang to my Yin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFf-aM-yYSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DFylzXuI3TY/s1600-h/brithead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212914819819266338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFf-aM-yYSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DFylzXuI3TY/s200/brithead1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFf8dUaTHHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3iVH098uCB4/s1600-h/brithead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Brit and I were first married, I knew there was no one better suited for me in the world! We like everything the same, we laugh at the same things and he could make me laugh until I needed my puffer! All of our similarities were destined for a life long blissful marriage. It wasn't until the differences appeared that threw me for a loop. But, after almost 8 years, it's those same differences that make me love him even more. And it's those differences that have magically changed to similarities for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Example...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both think it is hysterical when people use curse words in the wrong context, but he hates cursing.....and I sometimes do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both like to joke with other people. We pulled a prank just last night on his manager. We said I was in labor and he needed to watch our kids. We saw Indiana Jones. Brit has too pure of a heart to keep the joke up, my heart is black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His plees used to be, 'can't I just get a normal cookie?' (referring to my health food store cookies), to 'mmmm, these ones are way better than the other ones.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He always laughs when the kids are throwing fits because it &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be funny when they cry for treats, but I can't seem to find the humor yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He compliments me for "cooking" the entire time we've been here, and genuinely means it. My cooking has been nothing more than frozen prepared meals. Granted they have been healthy and I do sometimes have to prepare rice or noodles. But he means it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to fight. I will, and have fought about dirty clothes, clean clothes, kids, hair, make-up, cheese, family, name it....I have argued about it. He likes to keep things on a level surface, no waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And reasons why I'm glad he STILL loves me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am by nature, a grouchy person trying to break free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though sometimes he says I'm not as funny anymore....I'm glad when I can occasionally make him laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to really worry about him crossing his toes, that somehow I wouldn't be able to live with someone who could do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't judge me when I want french fries or chocolate cup cakes at midnight. He just gets them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has become a lot more accepting of things holistic, organic, herbal, natural, or non-conventional. Although he still teases me that if stores packaged 'organic' poop in cute bags, I would buy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just laughs when I compare most of my body parts to food related things. Pie face, potato head, sausage fingers, jelly roll, cantaloupe knees... just to name a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he watched me eat corn on the cob for the first time, he still wanted to marry me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, lately he gets a kick out of me only wearing "soft" pants. Jerry Seinfeld did say it best...'when you wear sweat pants, it's like telling the world, "I give up." But Brit still doesn't judge me, he just blames the baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you schmoopie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-2042641147490101449?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2042641147490101449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2042641147490101449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2042641147490101449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2042641147490101449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/yang-to-my-yin.html' title='The Yang to my Yin'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SFf-aM-yYSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DFylzXuI3TY/s72-c/brithead1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4226841682560103799</id><published>2008-06-05T19:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:07:29.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me entertain you please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SEixeQX6MsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_i31UHDDkMs/s1600-h/clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208608102403420866" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SEixeQX6MsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_i31UHDDkMs/s320/clown.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogs.takepart.com/.../uploads/2008/01/clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been in Minneapolis just over a month now and I am completely worn out with all the juggling and magic shows I've had to perform for my children. We have been to more museums, zoos, parks, theaters, libraries, malls, outdoor markets, indoor markets, and of course lakes, than I think I have been to in the past ten years! Do you think for one minute they are saying how much they love it? I think I have been over stimulating them. Chloe, for one says "we NEVER get to go and do anything here! And you never play with us!" And Sophie...I don't know if some signals in her brain get crossed or something, but whenever we are getting ready to go to the park (the park I said) has some kind of physical and mental meltdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week I have only taken them out a couple of times and I'm ready to gag them both and keep them in the closet. (Do you like how I said 'take them out' like they are my housebroken pets?) Granted it has been raining most of the week, but I am also 14 months pregnant. I just want to put them to work rubbing my feet. Somehow the novelty wares off and Spongebob is so much more interesting than my swollen toes. Anyway... I thought I might instill a little gratitude for the things we did get to do as opposed to this week, (which by the way, we still managed 2 park trips, some shopping, and a twins baseball game). And I just got a little bit of the same from Chloe, but she is very content drawing and coloring. Sophie, actually, was meltdown free for the most part so I know I was definitely overstimulating her. My question is... how can we get our kids to be grateful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now most of you mothers out there can't relate with me or are thinking my hormone level is way off because I just threatened my children on my blog. But if you can relate, I welcome any answers or any volunteer nannies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4226841682560103799?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4226841682560103799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4226841682560103799' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4226841682560103799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4226841682560103799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-me-entertain-you-please.html' title='Let me entertain you please'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SEixeQX6MsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_i31UHDDkMs/s72-c/clown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-8250234730608322836</id><published>2008-05-19T08:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:12:08.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SETRCBqMTMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXziLKU1kWs/s1600-h/ballgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207516901882481858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SETRCBqMTMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXziLKU1kWs/s320/ballgame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast at the Twins game the other day, the girls thoroughly enjoyed the snacks but the game was awesome for me. Derek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jeter&lt;/span&gt; hit a home run but the Twins ended up winning. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Metrodome&lt;/span&gt; was really cool it's mostly underground, the street is level with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;upperdeck&lt;/span&gt;, its a cool place. We live about 1 mile from it so for once we were on time to the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-8250234730608322836?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8250234730608322836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=8250234730608322836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8250234730608322836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8250234730608322836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/buy-me-some-peanuts-and-cracker-jacks.html' title='Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SETRCBqMTMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXziLKU1kWs/s72-c/ballgame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3715621578602680768</id><published>2008-05-18T15:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:03:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridin' at the MOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDC0RGiRv7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/a0l71wEu9T4/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201855775518080946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDC0RGiRv7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/a0l71wEu9T4/s320/Imported+Photos+00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nickelodeon amusement park inside the Mall is so cool, the girls love it. We are now doing family home evenings with a constant theme of everything in moderation...They don't realize that riding rides costs money and that we can't ride rides everytime we go there. Kind of a slow process teaching that concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDC0RWiRv8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/W7JK2l0vSEw/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201855779813048258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDC0RWiRv8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/W7JK2l0vSEw/s320/Imported+Photos+00022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls have had a great time going to museums, lakes and parks, and all sorts of other fun summer activities. The only tough part is I (dad) can't go with them. We work a ton out here, usually noon to dark, monday thru Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3715621578602680768?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3715621578602680768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3715621578602680768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3715621578602680768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3715621578602680768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/ridin-at-moa.html' title='Ridin&apos; at the MOA'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDC0RGiRv7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/a0l71wEu9T4/s72-c/Imported+Photos+00023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5133981675509585806</id><published>2008-05-18T15:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:51:32.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My women...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDCyhGiRv6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ayTt8hNxfcU/s1600-h/100_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201853851372732322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDCyhGiRv6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ayTt8hNxfcU/s320/100_1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet ladies, aren't they precious? This is in our apartment in Minneapolis before a day out on the town. Crissy is doing good, she likes her new doctor and can't wait to find out what we're having! Actually I think she is scared its a boy and so she is holding out until the end cause she's not sure how she would handle a boy. Even though our girls are a rough bunch, all Cris knows is girls. That's my take anyway. We can't wait, but all we hope for is a healthy baby, boy or girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5133981675509585806?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5133981675509585806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5133981675509585806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5133981675509585806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5133981675509585806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-women.html' title='My women...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SDCyhGiRv6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ayTt8hNxfcU/s72-c/100_1577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7153390515322023042</id><published>2008-05-06T14:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:19:13.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh! You need to pull over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDOYQX5oXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vPOj3JQXXnA/s1600-h/100_1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197380886092947826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDOYQX5oXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vPOj3JQXXnA/s320/100_1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDOJAX5oWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KwbxTZTPmEk/s1600-h/100_1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our wonderful experience in South Dakota*, we decide  to drive straight through to Minnesota. We realized we wouldn't get in until about 3:00am, but hey the kids would fall asleep and we could just talk and it would be great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 11:30, Sophie is still awake and whining, Brit is slapping his face, and I'm pounding on my legs. We know we are so close, but I tell Brit he would have to do it on his own because I couldn't handle it. By 12:00 I tell him just to get off the freeway and find a hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would think the good night sleep would make us all refreshed and ready for those last few hours we had, but all the crap in the car, crap in our stomaches, and crappy attitudes had finally gotten the best of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide to drive because Brit drove all the day before. Minnesota welcomed us the night before and the day after with slushy frigid rain. About 30 minutes into driving Brit says "Ohhh I think you need to pull over. Pull Over!"  He was done for the next 8 days. I'm yelling at the kids because the are sick of having stuff surrounding them in the car and they keep fighting with eachother. We've all had it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say when we get to Minneapolis, we are all happy and excited to be here. Our apartment is great and there are a ton of fun things to do. I even met my new doctors and our hospital is 3 blocks away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The people in South Dakota were extremely nice! Almost too nice, where I was getting a little freaked out. Every stop we made from Rushmore to downtown Minneapolis, strangers were giving my kids gifts! Strange old men gave them money at a gas station, they also received cookies, popcorn, bags of chips, toys and candy....all from different stops! I felt like everyone was staring at them AND me for being pregnant with another one. Paranoid? Quite possibly. In Utah, people don't give you a second look with your kids, they are a dime a dozen. In the mall of america (which is a whole other entry in itself), I overheard three elderly ladies commenting on my girls and one said, "and look she's pregnant too." Now I like to think they were saying how cute the girls were because they weren't throwing fits, but I didn't hear. And it also comforts me in thinking, IF they had gifts, they would have offered them to my kids. Not that they might be judging me for having 3 babies. This could possibly be my new way of thinking.... 'that person isn't giving me the evil eye because my 5 year old is throwing a fit in Target. She's just thinking if she has a sucker in her purse to give to her.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDNvgX5oVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/y9qiMJgHGbI/s1600-h/100_1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7153390515322023042?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7153390515322023042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7153390515322023042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7153390515322023042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7153390515322023042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohhhh-you-need-to-pull-over.html' title='Ohhhh! You need to pull over!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDOYQX5oXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vPOj3JQXXnA/s72-c/100_1576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5699101830737780580</id><published>2008-05-05T12:56:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:27:00.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second stop with ol' Ma and Pa Terry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDAdwX5oUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vtjxiJ3sWLw/s1600-h/100_1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197365587419439426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDAdwX5oUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vtjxiJ3sWLw/s320/100_1543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Brit and I are amazed with how old we are becoming. We were remembering growing up and traveling with our parents and just how incredably boring all the things our parents thought were wonderful. This place truly is majestic. Just walking around the grounds was so peaceful and amazing, we just were in awe the whole day. It made the four day journey to Minnesota worth while! People were shocked when they found out we were driving and not flying, but I have always wanted to visit Mt. Rushmore and see more of the country. Most surprisingly, though was how great the kids were being! So that meant Brit and I were great too. That is until the very last day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SB9nOQX5oRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7xV_rkYNZe0/s1600-h/100_1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196985989619884306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SB9nOQX5oRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7xV_rkYNZe0/s320/100_1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were rounding the mountain Chloe got so excited and shouted, "I see a head!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5699101830737780580?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5699101830737780580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5699101830737780580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5699101830737780580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5699101830737780580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-stop-with-ol-ma-and-pa-terry.html' title='Second stop with ol&apos; Ma and Pa Terry'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SCDAdwX5oUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vtjxiJ3sWLw/s72-c/100_1543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-255674741876318603</id><published>2008-05-02T13:01:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:36:12.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first stop in Wyoming, with a trip down "F" word lane...</title><content type='html'>Wyoming is really one of the prettiest places. We loved the cowboy mascot that was everywhere! We made our first stop in Sheridan, WY where Brit's family lived for a little while when he was 4 or 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBtz8wX5oLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nSs0gMe6NuA/s1600-h/100_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195874082716491954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBtz8wX5oLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nSs0gMe6NuA/s320/100_1508.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to find his old house with the help of good ol' Marsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt0YAX5oMI/AAAAAAAAANY/cQAPlHbJEFo/s1600-h/100_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195874550867927234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt0YAX5oMI/AAAAAAAAANY/cQAPlHbJEFo/s320/100_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the street sign Brit used to swing around and he would sing the F word over and over loud and proud. He claims some kids in the neighborhood would say it and he didn't know it was bad. It just makes me wonder what kind of upbringing did he have?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt05QX5oNI/AAAAAAAAANg/-Wvwes2NNsg/s1600-h/100_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195875122098577618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt05QX5oNI/AAAAAAAAANg/-Wvwes2NNsg/s320/100_1529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a small detour to Devil's Tower. I'm not sure I would have really known what this was until I was reminded that it was in the movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Chloe loved hearing about the Indian legend of the tower, and wanted me to tell her the whole ride to South Dakota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt23wX5oPI/AAAAAAAAANw/-8p6hbVwGmo/s1600-h/100_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195877295352029426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt23wX5oPI/AAAAAAAAANw/-8p6hbVwGmo/s320/100_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There always has to be a person like this around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt2mgX5oOI/AAAAAAAAANo/_sOVUCdWmXk/s1600-h/100_1538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195876998999285986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBt2mgX5oOI/AAAAAAAAANo/_sOVUCdWmXk/s320/100_1538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-255674741876318603?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/255674741876318603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=255674741876318603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/255674741876318603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/255674741876318603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-first-stop-in-wyoming-with-trip.html' title='Our first stop in Wyoming, with a trip down &quot;F&quot; word lane...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBtz8wX5oLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nSs0gMe6NuA/s72-c/100_1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1350702062701840250</id><published>2008-04-27T18:11:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:03:43.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oompah Lompah Doopmah Dee Do, I've got another party for you</title><content type='html'>This past year Sophie has been in love with "Mr. Willy Wonka", as she calls him. If she's not immitating 'Veruca', then she is singing all the oompah loompah songs. She wanted a Willy Wonka birthday party this year, so before we left for Minneapolis I did a small one for her. I was a little upset I couldn't enlarge big pics of oompah loompahs from the internet, and that I forgot to do a couple more "rooms" from the factory (the golden egg room and the lickable wall room).The stuff is still in my cupboard at home. I mean, this party was really to please me right? But all in all it was a fun day and she liked it.....except when people ask her what party she had she says princesses. It's all about the memories, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUktQX5oDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MxPmuFm9ejE/s1600-h/100_1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194098105149661234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUktQX5oDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MxPmuFm9ejE/s320/100_1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our invitations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUlAgX5oEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nce2sR5O6Sg/s1600-h/100_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194098435862143042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUlAgX5oEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nce2sR5O6Sg/s320/100_1460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie's chocolate river cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUoEgX5oHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dSb_pmBLJ8s/s1600-h/100_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194101803116503154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUoEgX5oHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dSb_pmBLJ8s/s320/100_1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploding candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUonQX5oII/AAAAAAAAAM4/Zv_-gfi3l3I/s1600-h/100_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194102400116957314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUonQX5oII/AAAAAAAAAM4/Zv_-gfi3l3I/s320/100_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUlAgX5oEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nce2sR5O6Sg/s1600-h/100_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet's blueberry pie bubble gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUrGQX5oKI/AAAAAAAAANI/0tq6PhGpHY4/s1600-h/100_1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194105131716157602" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUrGQX5oKI/AAAAAAAAANI/0tq6PhGpHY4/s320/100_1467.JPG" width="639" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizzy lifting drinks with bubble floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUm5gX5oFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aPacf7eL_dE/s1600-h/100_1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194100514626314322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUm5gX5oFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aPacf7eL_dE/s320/100_1479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little sample from the chocolate room &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/3478032940173414256-1350702062701840250?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1350702062701840250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1350702062701840250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1350702062701840250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1350702062701840250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/oompah-lompah-doopmah-dee-do-ive-got.html' title='Oompah Lompah Doopmah Dee Do, I&apos;ve got another party for you'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUktQX5oDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MxPmuFm9ejE/s72-c/100_1459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-9038087793167236182</id><published>2008-04-27T18:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:10:11.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUjWAX5oCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DwAMjP5OgQI/s1600-h/100_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194096606206074914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUjWAX5oCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DwAMjP5OgQI/s320/100_1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is our family artist and this is her rendition of her mommy! I think it's spot on...Good work Chloe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-9038087793167236182?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9038087793167236182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=9038087793167236182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/9038087793167236182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/9038087793167236182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/chloe-is-our-family-artist-and-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/SBUjWAX5oCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DwAMjP5OgQI/s72-c/100_1445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6631829079648712312</id><published>2008-04-09T10:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:39:18.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you bored...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R_z-il7vX4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/uzrVsXWsG4I/s1600-h/IMG00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187300741075656578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R_z-il7vX4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/uzrVsXWsG4I/s320/IMG00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my girls could be bored sleeping...what a sweetie though. Oh yeah, Sophie learned how to paint on closet doors with an ink pad her aunt gave her for easter...we are so proud of her...she is the best demolition artist in the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-6631829079648712312?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6631829079648712312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6631829079648712312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6631829079648712312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6631829079648712312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-you-bored.html' title='Are you bored...?'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R_z-il7vX4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/uzrVsXWsG4I/s72-c/IMG00047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3194377511340774943</id><published>2008-03-27T22:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:57:13.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe and her "2 Wheeler"</title><content type='html'>Chloe is learning to ride her bike without the training wheels for the first time. She is so excited, she woke up from a deep sleep and said, "Daddy, I know how to ride a 2 Wheeler!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-34a86c06832596b4" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34a86c06832596b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236143%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B9B4E58FDE8BB765FE4A522A1EFE4B7E278D8B9.57D224C740B6F537A5E0E9D4A26E86770F84B54F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34a86c06832596b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr5NkX5Tvz13MEcZTx1UsJt39cTc&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34a86c06832596b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236143%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B9B4E58FDE8BB765FE4A522A1EFE4B7E278D8B9.57D224C740B6F537A5E0E9D4A26E86770F84B54F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34a86c06832596b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr5NkX5Tvz13MEcZTx1UsJt39cTc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3194377511340774943?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=34a86c06832596b4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3194377511340774943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3194377511340774943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3194377511340774943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3194377511340774943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/chloe-and-her-2-wheeler.html' title='Chloe and her &quot;2 Wheeler&quot;'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3301812713745443267</id><published>2008-03-06T22:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:55:18.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official! We're spending the summer in Minneapolis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R9DQHz1UHNI/AAAAAAAAALI/j8cWKZVf7kg/s1600-h/BL010332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174864804440186066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R9DQHz1UHNI/AAAAAAAAALI/j8cWKZVf7kg/s320/BL010332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it...Our humble abode for the summer. We are living in downtown Minneapolis. It's a pretty cool place right in the middle of the action. I will be out peddling alarm sales and Cris and the kids will enjoy the Mall of America...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R9DYoD1UHPI/AAAAAAAAALY/5ksJHHaFLsQ/s1600-h/moa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174874154583989490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R9DYoD1UHPI/AAAAAAAAALY/5ksJHHaFLsQ/s320/moa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mall is massive, it should take them roughly 4 months to get thru it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3301812713745443267?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3301812713745443267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3301812713745443267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3301812713745443267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3301812713745443267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-official-were-spending-summer-in.html' title='It&apos;s Official! We&apos;re spending the summer in Minneapolis.'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R9DQHz1UHNI/AAAAAAAAALI/j8cWKZVf7kg/s72-c/BL010332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5791032109966970637</id><published>2008-03-03T23:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:32:16.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Skip Halloween and Christmas and go straight to DISNEYLAND!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr5iqXIlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0Wyf75zA1_4/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769445731410514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr5iqXIlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0Wyf75zA1_4/s320/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't seen this picture before have you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr7CqXImI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UtQfpXTkgks/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769471501214306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr7CqXImI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UtQfpXTkgks/s320/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea Cups, definitley the girls talked me in to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr8SqXInI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NhvDeC5o17Y/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769492976050802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr8SqXInI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NhvDeC5o17Y/s320/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious Cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr8iqXIoI/AAAAAAAAALA/tNvgqcIwWLI/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769497271018114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr8iqXIoI/AAAAAAAAALA/tNvgqcIwWLI/s320/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney apparel is so affordable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5791032109966970637?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5791032109966970637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5791032109966970637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5791032109966970637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5791032109966970637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-skip-halloween-and-christmas-and.html' title='We&apos;ll Skip Halloween and Christmas and go straight to DISNEYLAND!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zr5iqXIlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0Wyf75zA1_4/s72-c/Family+Album+Fall-Winter+2007-08+110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3890823363716127553</id><published>2008-03-03T22:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:14:02.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing a little catch up, sorry.</title><content type='html'>So because I am such a great husband, (and because we had a little room on the credit card) I decided to take Cristine to San Francisco for our anniversary (Oct 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). We had a GREAT time shopping...and seeing a few of the sights. We stayed at a cool place and had a lot of fun together. Oh yeah, we also figured out that this is where our third baby came from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zmFCqXIjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ROpBuihvXVU/s1600-h/Family+Album+SF+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173763046230139442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zmFCqXIjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ROpBuihvXVU/s320/Family+Album+SF+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a cute moment this is! Crissy field, what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zoSiqXIkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/tE0fiOQPG9w/s1600-h/Family+Album+SF+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173765477181628994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zoSiqXIkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/tE0fiOQPG9w/s320/Family+Album+SF+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3890823363716127553?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3890823363716127553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3890823363716127553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3890823363716127553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3890823363716127553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/doing-little-catch-up-sorry.html' title='Doing a little catch up, sorry.'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R8zmFCqXIjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ROpBuihvXVU/s72-c/Family+Album+SF+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5442052266809713221</id><published>2007-12-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:41:41.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some women are drippin' with diamonds. Some women are drippin' with pearls. Lucky me, Lucky me look at what I'm drippin' with.... LITTLE GIRLS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R2rEsNeHNTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5VR9-0usR7U/s1600-h/Family+Album+Summer+07+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146141788033463602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R2rEsNeHNTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5VR9-0usR7U/s320/Family+Album+Summer+07+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet Sophie. She makes me laugh, cry, curse, worried, happy, angry and exhausted all within a 15 minute time span. This little girl will definitely not have the middle child syndrome. I was laughing to myself the other day just thinking of all the things she has gotten into just this past year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.... aside from the 22 pounds of bubble gum stuck in her intestines, she has eaten dog food, dog poop, cigarette butts, old gum found in the grass, old gum found in the sand, sand, dirt, toilet water, lotion (she somehow used to confuse yogurt and lotion. She would eat the lotion and lather the yogurt on her face and chest), mentholatum oil twice...we did call poison control on both of those, bar of soap, the little packets inside of shoe boxes that say do not eat... that was the third time we called poison control, and has picked food off of complete strangers plates in restaurants. I know we called poison control a fourth time for her, but I can't remember why. I also didn't include the basics like grass, mud, snow, chalk, and any and all forms of chapsticks and make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are all things that went into her mouth. She has been stuck in two different mouse traps... both free and clear of mice thank goodness, stuck inside of a drawer, toilet, and has opened up the back door by her seat while I was driving on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;That is enough to make anyone check themselves into rehab. But once you see her shake her hips faster than a Tahitian hula dancer while listening to Hannah Montana, you just get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Sophie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5442052266809713221?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5442052266809713221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5442052266809713221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5442052266809713221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5442052266809713221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-women-are-drippin-with-diamonds.html' title='Some women are drippin&apos; with diamonds. Some women are drippin&apos; with pearls. Lucky me, Lucky me look at what I&apos;m drippin&apos; with.... LITTLE GIRLS!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/R2rEsNeHNTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5VR9-0usR7U/s72-c/Family+Album+Summer+07+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6254982169323446076</id><published>2007-10-30T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:17:05.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A festavus for the restavus</title><content type='html'>Our cute little family, just hanging out in a fresh pile of raked leaves like we normally do. Nothing staged here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0CZkIoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zYduYjjCsa8/s1600-h/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127363363409764994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0CZkIoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zYduYjjCsa8/s320/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe made sure to get half the yard's lenth run to make the jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0iZkIqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kvNOlorAP24/s1600-h/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127363371999699618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0iZkIqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kvNOlorAP24/s320/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were more excited watching the neighbors than the horses and cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygM1CZkInI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BXYUvUlcjtY/s1600-h/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127362281078006386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygM1CZkInI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BXYUvUlcjtY/s320/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there were 4 pictures out of 80 that Sophie looked at the camera, but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygPJyZkIrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EtBYYKdjJj4/s1600-h/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127364836583547570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygPJyZkIrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EtBYYKdjJj4/s320/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0SZkIpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jFPqSz6ZF9k/s1600-h/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-6254982169323446076?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6254982169323446076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6254982169323446076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6254982169323446076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6254982169323446076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/10/festavus-for-restavus.html' title='A festavus for the restavus'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RygN0CZkIoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zYduYjjCsa8/s72-c/Camera+Pictures+24+July+2007+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4556692835005984594</id><published>2007-10-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:47:12.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf6PiZkIaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3JhwGah_t8k/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall+2007+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127341845623611810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf6PiZkIaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3JhwGah_t8k/s320/Family+Album+Fall+2007+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a trip to Cornbelly's and got lost in the maze. The girls didn't notice, they were on a treasure hunt for corn booty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4556692835005984594?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4556692835005984594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4556692835005984594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4556692835005984594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4556692835005984594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-took-trip-to-cornbellys-and-got-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf6PiZkIaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3JhwGah_t8k/s72-c/Family+Album+Fall+2007+075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1740749111329883606</id><published>2007-10-30T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:43:41.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 going on 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf5KiZkIZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/D_3m-aUIn_E/s1600-h/Family+Album+Fall+2007+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127340660212638098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf5KiZkIZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/D_3m-aUIn_E/s320/Family+Album+Fall+2007+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe's birthday bash was an Asian themed tea party. We made candy sushi and drank apple cider tea. She was looking forward to this for months, and it turned out so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1740749111329883606?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1740749111329883606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1740749111329883606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1740749111329883606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1740749111329883606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-going-on-15.html' title='5 going on 15'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Ryf5KiZkIZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/D_3m-aUIn_E/s72-c/Family+Album+Fall+2007+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-9129716517292531821</id><published>2007-10-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T09:00:35.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tell me the training bra is next...!!</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard I try to stop it, my girls keep on growing up. Chloe turns 5 in a week or so and she is already losing teeth! She has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perminent&lt;/span&gt; teeth growing in and pushing her two middle bottom teeth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RwUNo_N07kI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9p577uhdrkI/s1600-h/1001072139+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117511549391793730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RwUNo_N07kI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9p577uhdrkI/s320/1001072139+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a ball though, the Tooth Fairy visited and everything. Chloe immediately cashed in for a new "dollar store" purse. So needless to say, we are all happy in the Terry family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-9129716517292531821?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9129716517292531821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=9129716517292531821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/9129716517292531821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/9129716517292531821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-tell-me-training-bra-is-next.html' title='Don&apos;t tell me the training bra is next...!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RwUNo_N07kI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9p577uhdrkI/s72-c/1001072139+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7260998693285811345</id><published>2007-08-27T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:07:06.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Terry Family Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>So it was a good thing we didn't go far because who knows what would have happened. My girls sure are cute but not to big on camping...maybe we'll find a different family hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNJTCoixtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qWaDmWhKw6I/s1600-h/Family+Album+Summer+07+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103503394214168274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNJTCoixtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qWaDmWhKw6I/s320/Family+Album+Summer+07+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums it up, 8000 feet in the mountains and Roxy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; is all we have for warmth! My sweet wife thinks we are still in CA, but quickly found out that night that we, in fact, were not. I thought she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hyperventalating&lt;/span&gt; she was so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the puck, Chloe had a belly full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marshmellows&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yacked&lt;/span&gt; them all up around 3 AM. Needless to say I lost my spot in the warm comfy bag so my baby could get warm again. At least we have a story to tell. I thought it was fun, Cris I think is good until next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNKRCoixuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Qa01Cp4J_z8/s1600-h/Family+Album+Summer+07+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103504459366057698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNKRCoixuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Qa01Cp4J_z8/s320/Family+Album+Summer+07+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7260998693285811345?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7260998693285811345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7260998693285811345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7260998693285811345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7260998693285811345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-terry-family-camping-trip.html' title='The First Terry Family Camping Trip'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNJTCoixtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qWaDmWhKw6I/s72-c/Family+Album+Summer+07+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-534941861498164014</id><published>2007-08-27T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:57:12.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Soccer Princess</title><content type='html'>Chloe has started her first year of soccer, and guess who's coaching...thanks Cristine! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNH7ioixrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9qS_q2gzY6s/s1600-h/Family+Album+Summer+07+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501890975614642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNH7ioixrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9qS_q2gzY6s/s320/Family+Album+Summer+07+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Mia Hamm didn't look this good at this age! So we had a team decision to come up with a team name and the best we've been able to do so far is "The Blue Tiger Princesses."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNIbyoixsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nHTyw0CKgT0/s1600-h/Family+Album+Summer+07+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103502445026395842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNIbyoixsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nHTyw0CKgT0/s320/Family+Album+Summer+07+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-534941861498164014?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/534941861498164014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=534941861498164014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/534941861498164014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/534941861498164014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-soccer-princess.html' title='Our Soccer Princess'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RtNH7ioixrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9qS_q2gzY6s/s72-c/Family+Album+Summer+07+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6573365086760111175</id><published>2007-08-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T14:18:45.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest Terry Boy has arrived!!</title><content type='html'>Here is your first look at Maximus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruDz94Av2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/g0ivX_IAIVY/s1600-h/max1edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096812332105908066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruDz94Av2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/g0ivX_IAIVY/s320/max1edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD0d4Av3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jlV55fxv4QI/s1600-h/max2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096812340695842674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD0d4Av3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jlV55fxv4QI/s320/max2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big Bro Ty with the new little man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD094Av4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/DMzsK7k1uNA/s1600-h/max_tbone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096812349285777282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD094Av4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/DMzsK7k1uNA/s320/max_tbone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally... The Hero of the day, Good work Hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD1d4Av5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gqmIJQcK3CM/s1600-h/max_mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096812357875711890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruD1d4Av5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gqmIJQcK3CM/s320/max_mom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-6573365086760111175?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6573365086760111175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6573365086760111175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6573365086760111175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6573365086760111175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/08/newest-terry-boy-has-arrived.html' title='The Newest Terry Boy has arrived!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RruDz94Av2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/g0ivX_IAIVY/s72-c/max1edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-2759483158995522372</id><published>2007-07-31T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:07:16.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls are cuter than yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rq9rKN4Av0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/btz-V5EgPtk/s1600-h/100_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093407526846775106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rq9rKN4Av0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/btz-V5EgPtk/s320/100_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get over how beautiful they are, I'm glad they are mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rq9rzt4Av1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/INlmFlsFqi4/s1600-h/000_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093408239811346258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rq9rzt4Av1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/INlmFlsFqi4/s320/000_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-2759483158995522372?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2759483158995522372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=2759483158995522372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2759483158995522372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/2759483158995522372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-girls-are-cuter-than-yours.html' title='My girls are cuter than yours...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rq9rKN4Av0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/btz-V5EgPtk/s72-c/100_0593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3834365340905248163</id><published>2007-07-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:50:21.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it July yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So we did some fun stuff in the first part of June and then I think I was swallowed whole by work, well I know for sure I haven't seen the light of day for the last 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Powell was so much fun, we had a blast, but it was hot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQYd3umBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4LDzAlPtghE/s1600-h/100_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086693054147893266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQYd3umBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4LDzAlPtghE/s320/100_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lake Powell Beauty Shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQYt3umCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/87Aou15ZIWw/s1600-h/100_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086693058442860578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQYt3umCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/87Aou15ZIWw/s320/100_0886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was home for the week. It was great, but next time I think we'll be better off to not bring most of what we own and cut that to half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQY93umDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/89eRVS9Zadk/s1600-h/100_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086693062737827890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQY93umDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/89eRVS9Zadk/s320/100_0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3834365340905248163?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3834365340905248163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3834365340905248163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3834365340905248163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3834365340905248163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-it-july-yet.html' title='Is it July yet?'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RpeQYd3umBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4LDzAlPtghE/s72-c/100_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-8204053874530519322</id><published>2007-05-24T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:25:33.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe Graduated Today, but she is still in preschool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Z7SS6HzTJHQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Z7SS6HzTJHQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chloe and Jadie Welcome the huge turn out for the Little Scholars 4 year old preschool class. Jadie I think was doing harmony, you kind of have to listen close...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-8204053874530519322?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8204053874530519322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=8204053874530519322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8204053874530519322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8204053874530519322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/chloe-graduated-today-but-she-is-still.html' title='Chloe Graduated Today, but she is still in preschool?'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1798186867814913605</id><published>2007-05-24T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:22:43.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe Sings Suzy Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Xcvo4OoZd7Q' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Xcvo4OoZd7Q'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chloe sang Suzy Square at her graduation today, there were a bunch of talent scouts in the audience, somebody said something about American Idol, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1798186867814913605?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1798186867814913605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1798186867814913605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1798186867814913605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1798186867814913605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/chloe-sings-suzy-square_24.html' title='Chloe Sings Suzy Square'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-527143211427439231</id><published>2007-05-21T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:44:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning for Powell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlKB8mRezCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hiG0XBu5MUU/s1600-h/lakepowell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067255408811232290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlKB8mRezCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hiG0XBu5MUU/s320/lakepowell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about right here that I plan to do a "360" on Lake Powell. Unfortunately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; be my 200lbs. and another 160lbs of force crashing down as I try to perform tricks as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wakeboard&lt;/span&gt;. And no matter how many times I get in the fresh water lake, I still think about sharks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-527143211427439231?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/527143211427439231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=527143211427439231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/527143211427439231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/527143211427439231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/planning-for-powell.html' title='Planning for Powell'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlKB8mRezCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hiG0XBu5MUU/s72-c/lakepowell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-5023770323628538365</id><published>2007-05-21T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:09:04.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing we had a backyard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We took a look at what we could do to improve our backyard area the other day. We decided that we like our weeds and want to hold on to them for a little longer so we decided to just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;re-stain&lt;/span&gt; the deck instead of put a whole back yard in...Who needs a nice backyard to play in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlJ6fmRezBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6_6zRazDJsM/s1600-h/100_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067247214013631506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlJ6fmRezBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6_6zRazDJsM/s320/100_0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-5023770323628538365?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5023770323628538365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=5023770323628538365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5023770323628538365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/5023770323628538365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/wishing-we-had-backyard.html' title='Wishing we had a backyard.'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RlJ6fmRezBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6_6zRazDJsM/s72-c/100_0827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-8869786205241314511</id><published>2007-05-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:02:06.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day Mothers!</title><content type='html'>I know what I'd be like without my mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfJ2Vr2caI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bIVtk37rL28/s1600-h/glassesdude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064238241372598690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfJ2Vr2caI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bIVtk37rL28/s200/glassesdude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I am that I have my mother that taught me the gospel and whipped me into living it! I love you Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a great Mother's Day meal with the family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK-lr2ceI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ubCrzZe82no/s1600-h/100_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064239482618147298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK-lr2ceI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ubCrzZe82no/s320/100_0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tye and the little princesses, Chloe, Jade, Sophie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Trini&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK-1r2cfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/92LaRq8fe0o/s1600-h/100_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064239486913114610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK-1r2cfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/92LaRq8fe0o/s320/100_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany, Mom, Cris, Hope and Mike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK_Vr2cgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CdOUOMTbWFs/s1600-h/100_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064239495503049218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfK_Vr2cgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CdOUOMTbWFs/s320/100_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Pop, Jake and Missy, Oh and Brittany and kind of Mom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas Mothers too, wish we could see you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-8869786205241314511?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8869786205241314511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=8869786205241314511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8869786205241314511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/8869786205241314511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day-mothers.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day Mothers!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkfJ2Vr2caI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bIVtk37rL28/s72-c/glassesdude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-6812772009463475380</id><published>2007-05-11T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:55:23.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course we've been to the Eiffel Tower...</title><content type='html'>In a neighboring blog, &lt;a href="http://meehangang.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://meehangang.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; we were accused of "doctoring" photos to make it seem like were making our trips up and that we were travel frauds, well this is proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdX1r2cXI/AAAAAAAAADw/gvPG4f0k5A0/s1600-h/000_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063344913944834418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdX1r2cXI/AAAAAAAAADw/gvPG4f0k5A0/s320/000_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Dawn, other than being a little chilly, the Eiffel Tower was great fun, you can see it in the background above my beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wife's&lt;/span&gt; head. I can't believe you've never been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdYFr2cYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nCjgTx_0IBQ/s1600-h/000_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063344918239801730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdYFr2cYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nCjgTx_0IBQ/s320/000_0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great back of the head shot of me and the girls, oh and the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdYlr2cZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Libw3xoEBpY/s1600-h/100_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063344926829736338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdYlr2cZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Libw3xoEBpY/s320/100_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are, oh this is Hawaii again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;how'd&lt;/span&gt; that get in here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-6812772009463475380?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6812772009463475380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=6812772009463475380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6812772009463475380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/6812772009463475380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-course-weve-been-to-eiffel-tower.html' title='Of course we&apos;ve been to the Eiffel Tower...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkSdX1r2cXI/AAAAAAAAADw/gvPG4f0k5A0/s72-c/000_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4233499249638698784</id><published>2007-05-09T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:49:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO JAZZ!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkJBm1r2cWI/AAAAAAAAADo/RsYjdeidtPU/s1600-h/dwill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062681066619695458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkJBm1r2cWI/AAAAAAAAADo/RsYjdeidtPU/s320/dwill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deron Williams is money! The Jazz are fun to watch again! Tye if you would come up to Utah we could sit out in the parking lot and watch on the Jumbotron again, but no, there is no coupon for gas to Utah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4233499249638698784?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4233499249638698784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4233499249638698784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4233499249638698784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4233499249638698784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/go-jazz.html' title='GO JAZZ!!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RkJBm1r2cWI/AAAAAAAAADo/RsYjdeidtPU/s72-c/dwill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-3544108534321781960</id><published>2007-05-04T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T10:44:24.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell is coming up quick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjtwUVr2cVI/AAAAAAAAADg/jiITsFFDNfc/s1600-h/hb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060762101001646418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjtwUVr2cVI/AAAAAAAAADg/jiITsFFDNfc/s320/hb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the newest edition to our family! My family and my bros Mike and Jake partnered on a share of this houseboat on Bull Frog. We are so excited to have a home on the lake. Our weeks are June 11-17 and August 20-26.  I can't wait, I tan so well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-3544108534321781960?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3544108534321781960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=3544108534321781960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3544108534321781960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/3544108534321781960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/lake-powell-is-coming-up-quick.html' title='Lake Powell is coming up quick!'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjtwUVr2cVI/AAAAAAAAADg/jiITsFFDNfc/s72-c/hb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-7225435163597585650</id><published>2007-05-02T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T15:03:28.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't this just make you smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjkKUFr2cUI/AAAAAAAAADY/93g2IAWoWg8/s1600-h/100_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060086996567224642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjkKUFr2cUI/AAAAAAAAADY/93g2IAWoWg8/s320/100_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to show off my babies, they both look a lot like their Dad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-7225435163597585650?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7225435163597585650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=7225435163597585650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7225435163597585650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/7225435163597585650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/doesnt-this-just-make-you-smile.html' title='Doesn&apos;t this just make you smile?'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjkKUFr2cUI/AAAAAAAAADY/93g2IAWoWg8/s72-c/100_0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-550323501639410906</id><published>2007-05-01T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:35:16.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie is 2, can you believe it??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rjgcmlr2cSI/AAAAAAAAADI/ONYsEHU2Jm4/s1600-h/100_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059825630627393826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rjgcmlr2cSI/AAAAAAAAADI/ONYsEHU2Jm4/s320/100_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgXpFr2cPI/AAAAAAAAACw/kPXsisxBJEM/s1600-h/100_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgVslr2cNI/AAAAAAAAACg/1y2kkpPWths/s1600-h/100_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sophie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you can believe it, Sophie turned 2 on April 24th. We took her to the 2nd happiest place on earth, Chuck E. Cheeses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are bad parents that didn't put much thought in to her party, we just let Mr. Cheese do all the work, but hey she got to go to Hawaii too... Anyway, we had fun, Jadie and Grandma and Papa came with us, it was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgXolr2cOI/AAAAAAAAACo/-ekADcVCcpQ/s1600-h/100_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059820167428993250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgXolr2cOI/AAAAAAAAACo/-ekADcVCcpQ/s320/100_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgcnFr2cTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/piSQ0RyFRjU/s1600-h/100_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059825639217328434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgcnFr2cTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/piSQ0RyFRjU/s320/100_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas on our way home from Hawaii, we were all wasted from the trip, not sure you can tell in this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt; or not, ha ha. Here is the Vegas family, Kim and Scotties crew as well as Erin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shanny&lt;/span&gt;, Mia and Grandma. We love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgXpVr2cQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m_fz4-D4qdc/s1600-h/100_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059820180313895170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjgXpVr2cQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m_fz4-D4qdc/s320/100_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little princesses take a break from getting tickets...Man you can get some really good stuff with tickets, it almost seems worth it. $20 of tickets can get you like 10 tootsie rolls and a magic ring, oh and if you're lucky you might even be able to get a mini slinky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-550323501639410906?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/550323501639410906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=550323501639410906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/550323501639410906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/550323501639410906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/05/sophie-is-2-can-you-believe-it.html' title='Sophie is 2, can you believe it??'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/Rjgcmlr2cSI/AAAAAAAAADI/ONYsEHU2Jm4/s72-c/100_0771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-4454056318057656279</id><published>2007-04-30T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:54:56.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii 2007 with the Browns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZPGVr2b6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nkw_93rRRLc/s1600-h/100_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059318201716207522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZPGVr2b6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nkw_93rRRLc/s320/100_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It pays to know people, that is all I can say! For those of you who don't know the Browns, they are on the left of us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Siliva&lt;/span&gt; with Mia and Terri (Cris' best friend) and little Silver. Then my cool little family, Chloe and Sophie with mommy (Cristine) and me, doesn't the camera add 40 lbs.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Browns created an amazing adventure around the Island of Oahu, but more spectacular the North Shore of Oahu. Big Silver grew up there and made the week so much fun with attractions such as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PCC&lt;/span&gt;, Turtle Bay golf, Secret Island, the swap meet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Matsumoto's&lt;/span&gt; Shave Ice, etc. etc. We had so much fun, Cris and I as well as the kids have been depressed ever since we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy the view of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRq1r2b7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NNOj_YsDtRI/s1600-h/100_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRq1r2b7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NNOj_YsDtRI/s1600-h/100_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRq1r2b7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NNOj_YsDtRI/s1600-h/100_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059321027804688306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRq1r2b7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NNOj_YsDtRI/s320/100_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is way harder than the thigh master, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thot&lt;/span&gt; I was gonna die on this thing. We had fun on Secret Island at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kualoa&lt;/span&gt; Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRrFr2b8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Q2rHOqkDphg/s1600-h/100_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059321032099655618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRrFr2b8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Q2rHOqkDphg/s320/100_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRrlr2b9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/b5fOo_pzoAc/s1600-h/100_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059321040689590226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRrlr2b9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/b5fOo_pzoAc/s320/100_0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't my babies the cutest ever? I think so...Again on Secret Island. The Fam at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PCC&lt;/span&gt;, can't spell it. What a cool place, I do recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRr1r2b-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z3JUbLsvSZs/s1600-h/100_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059321044984557538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZRr1r2b-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z3JUbLsvSZs/s320/100_0698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure you can see the detail, but little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt; loved the "sandbox" as she called it, it's been a week since we got home and she still has sand in her hair! The beach was a blast, Silver turned us on to a locals beach called Castle Beach that was so fun and perfect for us kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVIlr2b_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MTApAIqKAxU/s1600-h/100_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059324837440679922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVIlr2b_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MTApAIqKAxU/s320/100_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVI1r2cAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OIfsF_xAKiw/s1600-h/100_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059324841735647234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVI1r2cAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OIfsF_xAKiw/s320/100_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Matsumoto's&lt;/span&gt; Shave Ice, wow this stuff is good, they put ice cream in the bottom. We had this for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;breakfast twice while we were there! Again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt; in the "sandbox" with best buddy Mia at Turtle Bay.&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/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVJFr2cBI/AAAAAAAAABE/kohyFAy5vbc/s1600-h/100_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059324846030614546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZVJFr2cBI/AAAAAAAAABE/kohyFAy5vbc/s320/100_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The wedding is already set, they just need to age about 20 years or so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had so much fun, we listen to Hawaiian music to try and let ourselves down easy to recover. The Browns are so much fun to be with, we love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-4454056318057656279?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4454056318057656279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=4454056318057656279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4454056318057656279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/4454056318057656279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/04/hawaii-2007-with-browns.html' title='Hawaii 2007 with the Browns'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yolca2OVW8k/RjZPGVr2b6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nkw_93rRRLc/s72-c/100_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478032940173414256.post-1022915003198446865</id><published>2007-04-30T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:15:01.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it begin...</title><content type='html'>So Dawn Meehan is way better at choosing a name for a blog, even though I don't know what hers means. I think that is the key to good writing, write things in a way that the normal Joe (me) can't understand, I don't get it so it must be profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have chosen to make this a place to share our lives with those we care about, it's better than trying to tell everybody the same stories over and over, plus I get caught in my lies, so better to have it all in one place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is fun and not just another family newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3478032940173414256-1022915003198446865?l=terrycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1022915003198446865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3478032940173414256&amp;postID=1022915003198446865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1022915003198446865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3478032940173414256/posts/default/1022915003198446865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrycrew.blogspot.com/2007/04/let-it-begin.html' title='Let it begin...'/><author><name>Terry's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020502093929122578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
