<?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-4724235902134838140</id><updated>2011-11-02T19:56:37.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barton Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>Blaine, Emily, Ashlyn, Alyssa and Ava and the stuff we do</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4164070672802529883</id><published>2011-02-01T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:08:41.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVzAnx94I/AAAAAAAABMI/nc7lJPvc8D4/s1600/IMG_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936011560515458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVzAnx94I/AAAAAAAABMI/nc7lJPvc8D4/s320/IMG_1453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVy7WQwKI/AAAAAAAABMA/eDbdmZqIF2Q/s1600/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936010144858274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVy7WQwKI/AAAAAAAABMA/eDbdmZqIF2Q/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVynth0SI/AAAAAAAABL4/cM2TAS8hWAM/s1600/IMG_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936004873736482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVynth0SI/AAAAAAAABL4/cM2TAS8hWAM/s320/IMG_1446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVyc8OSII/AAAAAAAABLw/G1swhMhuzfY/s1600/IMG_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936001982580866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVyc8OSII/AAAAAAAABLw/G1swhMhuzfY/s320/IMG_1438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So now we're the proud owners of a four-wheeler, a Honda 400 something. We've had 3 beautiful weekends in a row, so we gotten to play with our new toy. Blaine bought it 3 weeks ago and we took it to the Canadian river on Saturday the day after we bought it. Oops! We weren't really prepared and Blaine got pulled over by the game warden for not having a off-roading sticker, riding without a helmet, and riding with a passenger on a single four wheeler. He was is luck though because he went to school with the guy and he let him leave with a warning. So we bought a helmet and a sticker and have checked out the rules and haven't had anymore run ins with the law. We had a great time down at Lake McClellan last Friday. We even saw a porcupine high up in a tree when we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-4164070672802529883?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4164070672802529883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-toys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4164070672802529883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4164070672802529883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-toys.html' title='Big Toys'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjVzAnx94I/AAAAAAAABMI/nc7lJPvc8D4/s72-c/IMG_1453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-784420941172161999</id><published>2011-02-01T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:50:41.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooped Up in the House?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSp7XC-EI/AAAAAAAABLo/-VgRiZF9eG4/s1600/IMG_1461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568932556994443330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSp7XC-EI/AAAAAAAABLo/-VgRiZF9eG4/s320/IMG_1461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eat lots of Popsicles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSpZMQeII/AAAAAAAABLg/DdzS-a-NJJ4/s1600/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568932547822385282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSpZMQeII/AAAAAAAABLg/DdzS-a-NJJ4/s320/IMG_1456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wear pajamas all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSpNmHgwI/AAAAAAAABLY/mOtc8GDekwo/s1600/IMG_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568932544709624578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSpNmHgwI/AAAAAAAABLY/mOtc8GDekwo/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paint your fingernails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNpCd0__I/AAAAAAAABLQ/j352vVT5DFI/s1600/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568927044163928050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNpCd0__I/AAAAAAAABLQ/j352vVT5DFI/s320/IMG_1455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make paper dragons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNo6zN8qI/AAAAAAAABLI/4iJBJ19vOQ4/s1600/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568927042106159778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNo6zN8qI/AAAAAAAABLI/4iJBJ19vOQ4/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suck on fingers, while watching movies, reading books, and twirling your hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I blame Ava for getting us sick because she sucks on her fingers. Blaine blames me for letting her suck her fingers? Or maybe she's helping us build up our immune systems and I should thank her? Whatever, I could still squeeze her to death, she's so sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNoYMkOYI/AAAAAAAABLA/7NgV6ztfRNU/s1600/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568927032817236354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNoYMkOYI/AAAAAAAABLA/7NgV6ztfRNU/s320/IMG_1442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama, watch!" swinging a rubber mouse around by its tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNoCtDU0I/AAAAAAAABK4/Fxh23JXH9Po/s1600/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568927027047912258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNoCtDU0I/AAAAAAAABK4/Fxh23JXH9Po/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;try dipping chips in hot sauce that's perched on your ladybug costume your mom put on backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNn7jdd6I/AAAAAAAABKw/8tw-qLZyURo/s1600/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568927025128634274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjNn7jdd6I/AAAAAAAABKw/8tw-qLZyURo/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've spent most of this winter in the house. WHY? Because one or all of us have been sick since the week before Halloween. I think back, and I don't believe I'm lying when I say we haven't had a solid week with everyone well since the week before Halloween. Strep Throat, colds, coughs and more coughs (that's me), two different stomach viruses, fevers, and finally last week we all had influenza B. So what do you do? You watch lots of movies, play lots of dress up, and you cancel lots of plans, but most of the time we still had fun! Also, it's a great time to potty train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-784420941172161999?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/784420941172161999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooped-up-in-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/784420941172161999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/784420941172161999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooped-up-in-house.html' title='Cooped Up in the House?'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjSp7XC-EI/AAAAAAAABLo/-VgRiZF9eG4/s72-c/IMG_1461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7995460453660296912</id><published>2011-02-01T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:15:03.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Scientists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjLBbgfEuI/AAAAAAAABKo/oVuEnuTNj2Q/s1600/IMG_1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568924164667937506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjLBbgfEuI/AAAAAAAABKo/oVuEnuTNj2Q/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjLBFJuKEI/AAAAAAAABKg/t5Gq1G7ouNU/s1600/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568924158666876994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjLBFJuKEI/AAAAAAAABKg/t5Gq1G7ouNU/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We received some steaks packed in dry ice, so we experimented with it. Alyssa and Ava enjoyed pouring hot water on it and making volcanoes for a couple of hours. Ashlyn had fun too, but she didn't keep at it as long.&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/4724235902134838140-7995460453660296912?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7995460453660296912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/mad-scientists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7995460453660296912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7995460453660296912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/mad-scientists.html' title='Mad Scientists'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TUjLBbgfEuI/AAAAAAAABKo/oVuEnuTNj2Q/s72-c/IMG_1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2305810540279763666</id><published>2011-01-16T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:21:00.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Best Christmas Ever" according to Alyssa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO6-pcl7NI/AAAAAAAABKY/mStrSXBQPNo/s1600/IMG_1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562995550173129938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO6-pcl7NI/AAAAAAAABKY/mStrSXBQPNo/s320/IMG_1385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying out their new skates on Christmas afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO6-VYJdPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9VuDf1DRbYM/s1600/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562995544785777906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO6-VYJdPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9VuDf1DRbYM/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa was so worried she wouldn't get skates. She kept asking everyone to go look for skates and buy some before they ran out. I kept telling her there weren't any at the store and there weren't. I had to order them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YjkyiNI/AAAAAAAABKI/eQ2CJkcfF40/s1600/IMG_1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562992696738613458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YjkyiNI/AAAAAAAABKI/eQ2CJkcfF40/s320/IMG_1364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn with her new big baby doll from Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YOiiA8I/AAAAAAAABKA/Fl-Qz0foyJM/s1600/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562992691091997634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YOiiA8I/AAAAAAAABKA/Fl-Qz0foyJM/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grammy and Ava enjoying Ava's new biggest pet, a stuffed caterpillar from Berne's family. She gave Blaine her pillow pet and said, "I don't want!" as soon as she found her caterpillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YPRPtZI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nc47d5rDowI/s1600/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562992691287930258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4YPRPtZI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nc47d5rDowI/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa and Ashlyn got fancy skirts from grandma. They would wear them every day if they had enough clean shirts to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4XgxRxzI/AAAAAAAABJw/comXmxaWHpk/s1600/IMG_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562992678805817138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4XgxRxzI/AAAAAAAABJw/comXmxaWHpk/s320/IMG_1341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caterpillar or pillow pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4XYFNvMI/AAAAAAAABJo/IjVqFr5X_lI/s1600/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562992676473519298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO4XYFNvMI/AAAAAAAABJo/IjVqFr5X_lI/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1YugOzDI/AAAAAAAABJg/mq3bQ_-IQSk/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562989401137400882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1YugOzDI/AAAAAAAABJg/mq3bQ_-IQSk/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn with her jewelry box. We ordered each girl a jewelry box. Alyssa's Barbie jewelry box ended up not having a ballerina. It just played the music. She was sad, and Ashlyn offered to trade. Then they were both happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1YAegjfI/AAAAAAAABJY/NqNs_O-uyFs/s1600/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562989388782145010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1YAegjfI/AAAAAAAABJY/NqNs_O-uyFs/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa opening the long anticipated roller skates. She couldn't stop squealing. Ashlyn couldn't stop squealing about her pillow pet. Blaine and I had so much fun watching our girls this Christmas. We were excited because they were so excited about their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XwN5GsI/AAAAAAAABJQ/tKC1MMvKnAE/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562989384417483458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XwN5GsI/AAAAAAAABJQ/tKC1MMvKnAE/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the small things that matter. I think the girls were most excited about getting 2 packs of bubble gum (you know the huge bubble blowing pieces) in their stockings. This is Ava's version of blowing bubbles, sticking her gum out of her mouth and hitting herself in the face to pop it. I think this picture is hilarious because the gum looks like a tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XcySaPI/AAAAAAAABJI/YLTbyfwLYi8/s1600/IMG_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562989379201427698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XcySaPI/AAAAAAAABJI/YLTbyfwLYi8/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls don't get up early on Christmas, yet. It was almost 9 before they rolled out of bed. Then we had to wake Ava up. She was happy when she saw her horse though. For the past month if you asked her what she wanted from Santa, she would say, "horse". After a couple of weeks her answer became kind of forlorn sounding like she had given up hope. This is Ava riding her "horse" with her unicorn pillow pet stuffed underneath probably chewing her 3rd piece of bubble gum in under 30 minutes completely happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XGspu8I/AAAAAAAABJA/pKNxFFDL_1Y/s1600/IMG_1335.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562989373272210370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO1XGspu8I/AAAAAAAABJA/pKNxFFDL_1Y/s320/IMG_1335.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2305810540279763666?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2305810540279763666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-christmas-ever-according-to-alyssa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2305810540279763666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2305810540279763666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-christmas-ever-according-to-alyssa.html' title='&quot;The Best Christmas Ever&quot; according to Alyssa'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TTO6-pcl7NI/AAAAAAAABKY/mStrSXBQPNo/s72-c/IMG_1385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4642567582586764731</id><published>2010-12-30T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T14:54:14.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and Presents in Pampa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0NIQb7F3I/AAAAAAAABI4/mDBYxnB1qzo/s1600/IMG_1200.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556611950747260786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0NIQb7F3I/AAAAAAAABI4/mDBYxnB1qzo/s320/IMG_1200.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0NIVKDiNI/AAAAAAAABIw/V3bDXiwEUbY/s1600/IMG_1200.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556611952014493906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0NIVKDiNI/AAAAAAAABIw/V3bDXiwEUbY/s320/IMG_1200.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enlarged portions of my mom's painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0JDPdSofI/AAAAAAAABIo/yqGf61tKPHc/s1600/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556607466538705394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0JDPdSofI/AAAAAAAABIo/yqGf61tKPHc/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls love their little cousin, Morgan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IVChJIDI/AAAAAAAABIg/FCw5gAvGI6g/s1600/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606672791216178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IVChJIDI/AAAAAAAABIg/FCw5gAvGI6g/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa watching her nano bugs. Ashlyn, Alyssa, and Blaine got nano bugs and their "habitat" from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IU6DVBOI/AAAAAAAABIY/0z9YXv1V7BU/s1600/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606670518682850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IU6DVBOI/AAAAAAAABIY/0z9YXv1V7BU/s320/IMG_1253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava playing with her remote control car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUyMuUmI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ONCQRXQKBU4/s1600/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606668410606178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUyMuUmI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ONCQRXQKBU4/s320/IMG_1241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We opened presents from my parents on Christmas Eve before we headed back to Amarillo for Christmas Eve at my Mema's. The girls loved their toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUsk_66I/AAAAAAAABII/zy6ahKhi7e4/s1600/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606666901810082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUsk_66I/AAAAAAAABII/zy6ahKhi7e4/s320/IMG_1240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUDlRi-I/AAAAAAAABIA/WcGnO1HkWyc/s1600/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606655897111522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0IUDlRi-I/AAAAAAAABIA/WcGnO1HkWyc/s320/IMG_1238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava kicking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HN7-ECVI/AAAAAAAABH4/txF-Jqkkyvg/s1600/IMG_1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556605451262757202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HN7-ECVI/AAAAAAAABH4/txF-Jqkkyvg/s320/IMG_1225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNinJ77I/AAAAAAAABHw/FAPHA9dz-7M/s1600/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556605444455788466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNinJ77I/AAAAAAAABHw/FAPHA9dz-7M/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNncoA8I/AAAAAAAABHo/8Iqbvj3FSIA/s1600/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556605445753799618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNncoA8I/AAAAAAAABHo/8Iqbvj3FSIA/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad got a full head of hair for his birthday from Helen and Sam. He also got a new grand baby. And I got a new namesake. Adam and Robin had their first baby girl on the 23rd and named her Emily Noel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNYuquwI/AAAAAAAABHg/AW2PimNcIOo/s1600/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556605441802943234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0HNYuquwI/AAAAAAAABHg/AW2PimNcIOo/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a photo of the painting the girls and I did for my mom for Christmas. We call it a fairy tale story picture. I thought it turned out pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4724235902134838140-4642567582586764731?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4642567582586764731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthdays-and-presents-in-pampa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4642567582586764731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4642567582586764731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthdays-and-presents-in-pampa.html' title='Birthdays and Presents in Pampa'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0NIQb7F3I/AAAAAAAABI4/mDBYxnB1qzo/s72-c/IMG_1200.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1097987716025862079</id><published>2010-12-30T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T14:21:05.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0ElBkFusI/AAAAAAAABHY/gjRnFXhXBuw/s1600/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556602549366536898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0ElBkFusI/AAAAAAAABHY/gjRnFXhXBuw/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkuZZL_I/AAAAAAAABHQ/pMY8CrBrBMc/s1600/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556602544221401074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkuZZL_I/AAAAAAAABHQ/pMY8CrBrBMc/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkbSw8OI/AAAAAAAABHI/VTHeACgMM3E/s1600/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556602539093324002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkbSw8OI/AAAAAAAABHI/VTHeACgMM3E/s320/IMG_1152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkdfGseI/AAAAAAAABHA/-YLwHvlE__w/s1600/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556602539681952226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0EkdfGseI/AAAAAAAABHA/-YLwHvlE__w/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0Ej2utqJI/AAAAAAAABG4/3k3bqmzxMa4/s1600/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556602529278437522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0Ej2utqJI/AAAAAAAABG4/3k3bqmzxMa4/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine's brother and family came to visit the week of Thanksgiving. This is us at the Discovery Center playing cowboy and painting faces. We never got to see my family because we ended up getting sick. We sure missed visiting with them.&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/4724235902134838140-1097987716025862079?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1097987716025862079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-visits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1097987716025862079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1097987716025862079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-visits.html' title='Thanksgiving Visits'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TR0ElBkFusI/AAAAAAAABHY/gjRnFXhXBuw/s72-c/IMG_1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6555960035670160200</id><published>2010-11-16T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:58:14.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMEoh1YJI/AAAAAAAABGs/Rx-VQV96Nq4/s1600/IMG_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540355609078358162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMEoh1YJI/AAAAAAAABGs/Rx-VQV96Nq4/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMEbdwAEI/AAAAAAAABGk/9Qz21rhnJYs/s1600/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540355605571567682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMEbdwAEI/AAAAAAAABGk/9Qz21rhnJYs/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little tough girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMD6mEM8I/AAAAAAAABGc/g2ZhA07jrxY/s1600/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540355596748075970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMD6mEM8I/AAAAAAAABGc/g2ZhA07jrxY/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; grabbed a hand full of snow to eat on the way back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMDqpneEI/AAAAAAAABGU/BK_AeqcTwAA/s1600/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540355592468002882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMDqpneEI/AAAAAAAABGU/BK_AeqcTwAA/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow down the pants, burr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMCYcb3dI/AAAAAAAABGM/dO2J_T2Xa2Y/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540355570401009106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMCYcb3dI/AAAAAAAABGM/dO2J_T2Xa2Y/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday morning we woke up to this beautiful seen. Clumps of snow looked like feathers falling. We planned ahead this year so we already had sleds. This really was the first good sledding we got to do as a family. Blaine was off work and school wasn't cancelled so we were the first ones out at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;medi&lt;/span&gt; park. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; had fun but was a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whiny&lt;/span&gt;. Alyssa is a trooper. She loved sledding. She giggled each time down and ran back to the top as fast as she could. Ava doesn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; the cold, or sledding, or coats yet, so she rode down once with me then I held her and took pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONI6CNuFDI/AAAAAAAABGE/6fv_i4UWzYc/s1600/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4724235902134838140-6555960035670160200?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6555960035670160200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6555960035670160200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6555960035670160200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-snow.html' title='First Snow'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONMEoh1YJI/AAAAAAAABGs/Rx-VQV96Nq4/s72-c/IMG_1103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4330775042911877075</id><published>2010-11-16T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:13:05.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Goodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONFH7YcREI/AAAAAAAABF8/aK-H3adNWCc/s1600/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540347969097450562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONFH7YcREI/AAAAAAAABF8/aK-H3adNWCc/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONFHVyFFgI/AAAAAAAABF0/vUeGRfL0DQU/s1600/IMG_1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540347959004435970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONFHVyFFgI/AAAAAAAABF0/vUeGRfL0DQU/s320/IMG_1080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls really enjoyed their Halloween treats. My cousin gave them fake nails which they wore for a whole 5 minutes. They couldn't do anything in them. It was pretty funny to watch.&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/4724235902134838140-4330775042911877075?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4330775042911877075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-goodies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4330775042911877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4330775042911877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-goodies.html' title='Halloween Goodies'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TONFH7YcREI/AAAAAAAABF8/aK-H3adNWCc/s72-c/IMG_1084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-486180079338399683</id><published>2010-11-01T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:59:41.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H2toFmtI/AAAAAAAABFs/DryVAzjE-iY/s1600/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791841092049618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H2toFmtI/AAAAAAAABFs/DryVAzjE-iY/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H2QNaLuI/AAAAAAAABFk/2R6w6ImKUPs/s1600/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791833195523810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H2QNaLuI/AAAAAAAABFk/2R6w6ImKUPs/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa both wanted to Barbie Island Princesses which made it easy for me. Ava didn't want to dress up at all until we told her she couldn't trick-or-treat. She ended up being a "doctor" with stitches. She had stitches because she drew on herself with my eyeliner right before we left. Saturday was a perfect night for the trunk-or-treat at church we didn't even need jackets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday we had the Primary program at church. Ashlyn and Alyssa both did great. Ashlyn had her part and Alyssa's memorized. And Alyssa just needed a little prompting. I don't know why it's so heart warming to hear little children talk and sing, but it is. My parents, Mema, and Great Grandma came with us to church today to see them in their first primary program. Blaine's parents were there, too, but they're in our ward every Sunday. They get to help me every week with the girls. This Sunday they got to sit back and enjoy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1wvhgKI/AAAAAAAABFc/0sN0JZ7-ZI8/s1600/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791824748675234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1wvhgKI/AAAAAAAABFc/0sN0JZ7-ZI8/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday evening we met up with Coralynn and Adelie (our cousins). We treat-or-tricked at their neighbors. The first person we saw at the trunk-or-treat Saturday was our neighbor, Darla. Ava loves Darla, but not when she's dressed up like a witch with full makeup on. Ava screamed when she saw her and shook all over. Then Sunday at the first house (on of two) she treat-or-treated at, a man opened the door with a mask and cape on. She screamed again. The man took off the mask as fast as he could. She decided it was worth going up to get the treat after that. Her doctor bag got full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1rTMwXI/AAAAAAAABFU/LYphTaljKIA/s1600/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791823287697778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1rTMwXI/AAAAAAAABFU/LYphTaljKIA/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1I742nI/AAAAAAAABFM/McRWIshMxiY/s1600/IMG_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791814063118962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H1I742nI/AAAAAAAABFM/McRWIshMxiY/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-486180079338399683?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/486180079338399683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/486180079338399683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/486180079338399683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-H2toFmtI/AAAAAAAABFs/DryVAzjE-iY/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5107910721212212670</id><published>2010-11-01T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:34:33.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Autumn Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-FUvquGUI/AAAAAAAABFE/b13gk4Sv8u8/s1600/IMG_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534789058501155138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-FUvquGUI/AAAAAAAABFE/b13gk4Sv8u8/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think we have had a freeze yet, but it's starting to feel like autumn at least. This is about my favorite time of year. Perfect for playing outside, going for walks, and enjoying the parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-DrXcw8XI/AAAAAAAABE8/l89W8eYqCik/s1600/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534787248113906034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-DrXcw8XI/AAAAAAAABE8/l89W8eYqCik/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn posing with her jack-o-lantern. Alyssa and she scraped out their pumpkins without much help at all. Then they drew faces with washable markers for us to cut out. I had to edit the faces a little because they were pretty "intricate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-Dqi3DR4I/AAAAAAAABEs/iRufL-skre8/s1600/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534787233997080450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-Dqi3DR4I/AAAAAAAABEs/iRufL-skre8/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autumn sticker art that Grandmama dropped off for them to do, since they all had strep throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-DqMKUhLI/AAAAAAAABEk/gZ1RqqnNuRw/s1600/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534787227903886514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-DqMKUhLI/AAAAAAAABEk/gZ1RqqnNuRw/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-Dp6rzI5I/AAAAAAAABEc/VjfDTtjK1VI/s1600/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534787223212467090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-Dp6rzI5I/AAAAAAAABEc/VjfDTtjK1VI/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Tuesday, we had our first blustery day in quite some time. We had winds averaging 30 mph with gust upwards of 50 mph. No need to rake. Just wait for the wind to do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5107910721212212670?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5107910721212212670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-autumn-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5107910721212212670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5107910721212212670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-autumn-time.html' title='It&apos;s Autumn Time'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM-FUvquGUI/AAAAAAAABFE/b13gk4Sv8u8/s72-c/IMG_1078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3144821734295178382</id><published>2010-11-01T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:16:04.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My, How I've Grown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM9-4ogbT6I/AAAAAAAABEU/qQQlZVTeImM/s1600/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534781978472828834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM9-4ogbT6I/AAAAAAAABEU/qQQlZVTeImM/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava had her 2 year check up on October 18th. I knew she'd had a growth spurt, but I couldn't believe how much she'd grown. At 18 months she was 32 1/2 inches, now she is 35 3/4 inches. Double her height and she's supposed to be about 6 feet tall. I can't really believe that, but I do anticipate being the shortest one in my family in the not too distant future. Ava also weighs 29.4 pounds. Her height is in the 95 percentile and her weight is in the 75%. She's such a sweet "baby" girl.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4724235902134838140-3144821734295178382?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3144821734295178382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-how-ive-grown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3144821734295178382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3144821734295178382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-how-ive-grown.html' title='My, How I&apos;ve Grown!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TM9-4ogbT6I/AAAAAAAABEU/qQQlZVTeImM/s72-c/IMG_1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3536212032893602147</id><published>2010-10-17T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:08:06.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6z3HLJSI/AAAAAAAABEM/f_p_9wJPnIw/s1600/IMG_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147998913373474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6z3HLJSI/AAAAAAAABEM/f_p_9wJPnIw/s320/IMG_1037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava wanted to blow out the candles three times, so we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6zE17qhI/AAAAAAAABEE/J9H4dZ7bnyA/s1600/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147985419282962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6zE17qhI/AAAAAAAABEE/J9H4dZ7bnyA/s320/IMG_1029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excited about her new Disney Princess "CD" Player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6ykONNVI/AAAAAAAABD8/Rv7qNEt2YCw/s1600/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147976662725970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6ykONNVI/AAAAAAAABD8/Rv7qNEt2YCw/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She wanted a kitty painted on her face even though her sisters got rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6EfWBcLI/AAAAAAAABD0/uKsofKUL2GE/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147185079349426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6EfWBcLI/AAAAAAAABD0/uKsofKUL2GE/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy keeping his baby safe. She loved bouncing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6EO_WJpI/AAAAAAAABDs/VYGAw9cugLI/s1600/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147180689270418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6EO_WJpI/AAAAAAAABDs/VYGAw9cugLI/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa ran &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obstacle&lt;/span&gt; course like it was a race track. I couldn't even get a picture of them. Ava tried her best to do it by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;herself&lt;/span&gt;. She thinks she's so big. She was able to go through the ropes by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6DtyTIrI/AAAAAAAABDk/_JUWEl3_B6g/s1600/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147171776176818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6DtyTIrI/AAAAAAAABDk/_JUWEl3_B6g/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granddaddy helped her with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; she couldn't do on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6CwCQ_6I/AAAAAAAABDc/H3w4BDoze2s/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147155200147362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6CwCQ_6I/AAAAAAAABDc/H3w4BDoze2s/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava's favorite activity was riding the "wagon train" and the "cow train".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6CQ5dsfI/AAAAAAAABDU/aTUZGFtJLZ4/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529147146841731570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6CQ5dsfI/AAAAAAAABDU/aTUZGFtJLZ4/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Ava's second birthday we went to Maxwell's Pumpkin Farm. We never even made it to the maze or pumpkin patch. We had too much fun at the kid's activities. Ava loved feeding the goats and rabbits. She was quite the trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3536212032893602147?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3536212032893602147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-babys-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3536212032893602147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3536212032893602147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-babys-two.html' title='My Baby&apos;s Two'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLt6z3HLJSI/AAAAAAAABEM/f_p_9wJPnIw/s72-c/IMG_1037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3861052630030216763</id><published>2010-10-17T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:29:04.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palo Duro Canyon Camping 10/6-10/8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxUpxo40I/AAAAAAAABDM/V09XdQouQOk/s1600/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529137567152792386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxUpxo40I/AAAAAAAABDM/V09XdQouQOk/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxT-TMpTI/AAAAAAAABDE/o8oOZ9EkHnA/s1600/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529137555482387762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxT-TMpTI/AAAAAAAABDE/o8oOZ9EkHnA/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The canyon flooded earlier this summer, and there's still a lot of sand in the creek bed. It was nice to walk on, but every now and then it was kind of creepy for Blaine and I because we would sink pretty deep in the mud underneath. At each of the water crossings there are culverts under the road for the water. They used to be mostly above the water, but now they are "deep" whirlpools surrounded by sand and mud.  I dreamed that night that Ava walked into one of the whirlpools and was sucked under the road. I have bad dreams all the time, but even I considered that a nightmare. Blaine told me he dreamed Ava was eaten by a mountain lion the same night. We would hate for anything to happen to our "Little Munch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxTUyfZBI/AAAAAAAABC8/tHICZS1lsIc/s1600/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529137544339350546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxTUyfZBI/AAAAAAAABC8/tHICZS1lsIc/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxSkxYdUI/AAAAAAAABC0/5oh_Xiy2inA/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529137531449800002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxSkxYdUI/AAAAAAAABC0/5oh_Xiy2inA/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are my three mountain goats. They are really good climbers, but you know the hardest thing is coming back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxSF6clyI/AAAAAAAABCs/dTDQh0rWo-M/s1600/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529137523166320418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxSF6clyI/AAAAAAAABCs/dTDQh0rWo-M/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're trying to get the most use we can out of our travel trailer! We spent a couple of nights down at Palo Duro Canyon last week. I "thought" we would get to enjoy Fall weather, but it was still Summer. We didn't even wear our jackets.&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/4724235902134838140-3861052630030216763?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3861052630030216763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/palo-duro-canyon-camping-106-108.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3861052630030216763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3861052630030216763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/palo-duro-canyon-camping-106-108.html' title='Palo Duro Canyon Camping 10/6-10/8'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtxUpxo40I/AAAAAAAABDM/V09XdQouQOk/s72-c/IMG_0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4181534019491001080</id><published>2010-10-17T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:52:09.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerio Kabobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtu2rMp7NI/AAAAAAAABCk/detIua8UBak/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529134853115210962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtu2rMp7NI/AAAAAAAABCk/detIua8UBak/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtu10li8pI/AAAAAAAABCc/PnWLcfL2pvg/s1600/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529134838455661202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtu10li8pI/AAAAAAAABCc/PnWLcfL2pvg/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has to be the most tedious way to eat Cheerios.&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/4724235902134838140-4181534019491001080?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4181534019491001080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheerio-kabobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4181534019491001080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4181534019491001080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheerio-kabobs.html' title='Cheerio Kabobs'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TLtu2rMp7NI/AAAAAAAABCk/detIua8UBak/s72-c/IMG_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6869630523336086145</id><published>2010-10-01T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T20:41:57.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lastest Camping Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYpdiBjI/AAAAAAAABCU/IsyNO0UxUwo/s1600/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287134416537138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYpdiBjI/AAAAAAAABCU/IsyNO0UxUwo/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last good bye to baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYRXw3DI/AAAAAAAABCM/Jn3fOaABdKQ/s1600/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287127949892658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYRXw3DI/AAAAAAAABCM/Jn3fOaABdKQ/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava thought hiking was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYCV878I/AAAAAAAABCE/iT0PT0O6hNU/s1600/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287123915763650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYCV878I/AAAAAAAABCE/iT0PT0O6hNU/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blaine got a little scared, so Jonathan had to catch him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoX6wMWTI/AAAAAAAABB8/T3-V0trXXFg/s1600/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287121878341938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoX6wMWTI/AAAAAAAABB8/T3-V0trXXFg/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan's first hiking trip!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoXlTEh6I/AAAAAAAABB0/O25mZ0DB7YI/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287116119050146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoXlTEh6I/AAAAAAAABB0/O25mZ0DB7YI/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's my little mountain goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajPLlYr1I/AAAAAAAABBs/v2s7jQkYyg8/s1600/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523281474219454290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajPLlYr1I/AAAAAAAABBs/v2s7jQkYyg8/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've always loved hiking and climbing at the Garden of the Gods. This was our "reaching our destination" picture. I think I have one daughter who is part mountain goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOy0GBNI/AAAAAAAABBk/YaMgI4FdvjE/s1600/IMG_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523281467570259154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOy0GBNI/AAAAAAAABBk/YaMgI4FdvjE/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helen's family at the baby blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOiTBNUI/AAAAAAAABBc/r_34uSa02IY/s1600/IMG_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523281463136564546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOiTBNUI/AAAAAAAABBc/r_34uSa02IY/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Helen with 3 week old Morgan. I got to hold her all during sacrament meeting, and she was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOX7NkkI/AAAAAAAABBU/rOXmuNNXIC4/s1600/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523281460352356930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajOX7NkkI/AAAAAAAABBU/rOXmuNNXIC4/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night we went to "Mr. Biggs". We played miniature golf (sort of), rode bumper cars and go carts, and played laser tag three times. I tell you Alyssa is an aggressive player. She came in 10th out of 24 people one time. Ashlyn and Alyssa crack me up running around with their laser tag gear that is almost as big as they are. Ava was a determined little miniature golf player. She kept putting her ball right next to the hole and trying to putt it in, but she kept hitting it away from the hole on accident. She kept on trying though until she finally was able to get it in the hole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajONUI8zI/AAAAAAAABBM/1KH1IQhRM7g/s1600/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523281457504121650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKajONUI8zI/AAAAAAAABBM/1KH1IQhRM7g/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa love it when they can do it by themselves. Especially driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafDRCSwGI/AAAAAAAABBE/i4grtRYJtbQ/s1600/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523276871477936226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafDRCSwGI/AAAAAAAABBE/i4grtRYJtbQ/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think hippos are pretty cool especially when you get to see them up close, out of the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafDNx97mI/AAAAAAAABA8/ITQeZEk3k2I/s1600/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523276870604156514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafDNx97mI/AAAAAAAABA8/ITQeZEk3k2I/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa befriended this peacock. We let it through a double gate, and it kept walking with us for a couple of exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCzUJS4I/AAAAAAAABA0/zimeboDhjb8/s1600/IMG_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523276863499750274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCzUJS4I/AAAAAAAABA0/zimeboDhjb8/s320/IMG_0748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Cheyenne Mountain Zoo on Saturday. It was a beautiful day, and a really cool zoo. First exhibit is the giraffes. We bought to feed and pet them. Ashlyn and Alyssa were a little timid about feeding them, but Ava wasn't. She let the giraffe get the cracker from her hand, and she almost got licked in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCXFeH4I/AAAAAAAABAs/-AfG7MXe2g8/s1600/IMG_0730.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523276855922007938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCXFeH4I/AAAAAAAABAs/-AfG7MXe2g8/s320/IMG_0730.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn wanted her picture taken on every piece of playground equipment. This is her in the blue slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCC3Dy1I/AAAAAAAABAk/kcPh_msFARg/s1600/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523276850492853074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKafCC3Dy1I/AAAAAAAABAk/kcPh_msFARg/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;September 24th we loaded down our camper and headed to Colorado Springs to visit Helen, Sam and baby Morgan. They blessed Morgan on Sunday before Sam had to head back to Afghanistan. We had a wonderful time. Alyssa loved the playground giraffe, and we all loved using our camper and visiting with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-6869630523336086145?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6869630523336086145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-lastest-camping-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6869630523336086145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6869630523336086145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-lastest-camping-adventure.html' title='Our Lastest Camping Adventure'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKaoYpdiBjI/AAAAAAAABCU/IsyNO0UxUwo/s72-c/IMG_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3086019919252855025</id><published>2010-10-01T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T19:49:50.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting To Go To Grandma's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKac_2PqMPI/AAAAAAAABAc/X8z_Ka8HvwA/s1600/IMG_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523274613723377906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKac_2PqMPI/AAAAAAAABAc/X8z_Ka8HvwA/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKac_qAqkqI/AAAAAAAABAU/FFZZl2vduUE/s1600/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523274610439262882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKac_qAqkqI/AAAAAAAABAU/FFZZl2vduUE/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Ashlyn's turn to spend the night at Grandma's. She was so anxious to go that she waited outside with her bag on her shoulder, while it sprinkled, for almost an hour and a half. What a sweetie.&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/4724235902134838140-3086019919252855025?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3086019919252855025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/waiting-to-go-to-grandmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3086019919252855025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3086019919252855025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/10/waiting-to-go-to-grandmas.html' title='Waiting To Go To Grandma&apos;s'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TKac_2PqMPI/AAAAAAAABAc/X8z_Ka8HvwA/s72-c/IMG_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2655218178051785117</id><published>2010-09-12T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:59:36.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Purchase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2csLbTcbI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CyIbbEJ9n9c/s1600/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516237401394213298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2csLbTcbI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CyIbbEJ9n9c/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took breaks to play in the sand. This is just one of Alyssa's monuments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2crgNyCXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/97mifzn7FR0/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516237389794773362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2crgNyCXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/97mifzn7FR0/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw hundreds(?) of turkeys roosting in the trees Friday night. The girls had fun hunting for the feathers they dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2crOog1UI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6TG-TxGUeU0/s1600/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516237385075053890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2crOog1UI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6TG-TxGUeU0/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Ava started out the hike and Ashlyn and Alyssa were complaining, too. I didn't think we'd make it very far, but then they got warmed up. We ended up hiking for about an hour-and-a-half but a few stops to play in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bv7db_0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/PdipDmacJGQ/s1600/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516236366316044098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bv7db_0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/PdipDmacJGQ/s320/IMG_0610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granddaddy came to visit Friday evening. Ava made his night by wanting him all evening. She kept pointing out things to him on our night hike and saying "ook" (Look).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bvdVt_YI/AAAAAAAAA_I/u31emalR-FE/s1600/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516236358230605186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bvdVt_YI/AAAAAAAAA_I/u31emalR-FE/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn and Alyssa are getting better all the time at riding their bikes. Lyssa in particular loves to ride. This was a great campsite for riding with open places for me to see them and only small hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bu86Gc1I/AAAAAAAAA_A/9wE6uFju5Zc/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516236349524833106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2bu86Gc1I/AAAAAAAAA_A/9wE6uFju5Zc/s320/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the girls swimming suits, but I didn't really plan right because I didn't bring floaties of any kind and I didn't pack Blaine or I a swimsuit. So I'll plan better next time. Ashlyn and Alyssa pretty much just waded in the water and gathered shells. Ava on the other hand, we had to keep a tight grip on because she was willing to drink some lake water and go out into the deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2buffdXdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/1ISiIfgU-9E/s1600/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516236341628460498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2buffdXdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/1ISiIfgU-9E/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy's girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2btzOOlUI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-Sg0YbUL9LA/s1600/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516236329745028418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2btzOOlUI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-Sg0YbUL9LA/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We bought a camper two weeks ago. I didn't take any pictures our first trip out on Labor Day weekend. I was having too much fun enjoying Palo Duro Canyon. It was 80 degrees and perfect. This Friday we decided to head to Lake McClellan (about 50 miles east of Amarillo). I think I enjoyed this trip even more because we were a little more relaxed. Now all we need are some 4 wheelers to ride at the lake!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2655218178051785117?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2655218178051785117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-big-purchase.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2655218178051785117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2655218178051785117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-big-purchase.html' title='Our Big Purchase'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2csLbTcbI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CyIbbEJ9n9c/s72-c/IMG_0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1090068095360786547</id><published>2010-08-22T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:23:22.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0yGaYQmI/AAAAAAAAA9A/foYslCESd0k/s1600/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452960802718306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0yGaYQmI/AAAAAAAAA9A/foYslCESd0k/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa helping build lego houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xwpJbcI/AAAAAAAAA84/yiuSgvejrag/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452954959080898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xwpJbcI/AAAAAAAAA84/yiuSgvejrag/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava warmed up to her cousins as the day went on. They were so good with my little girls. My girls didn't want to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xQPqieI/AAAAAAAAA8w/sHtzbUFBaXQ/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452946262264290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xQPqieI/AAAAAAAAA8w/sHtzbUFBaXQ/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ava returning the favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xO5gh9I/AAAAAAAAA8o/8vRiiNPTE08/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452945900898258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0xO5gh9I/AAAAAAAAA8o/8vRiiNPTE08/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks like Zach is trying to pick Ava's nose in the picture, but it's just the weird angle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0w2A9X0I/AAAAAAAAA8g/krS3hl4lbCc/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452939221262146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0w2A9X0I/AAAAAAAAA8g/krS3hl4lbCc/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had lots of fun getting to play and talk with Angela and her children when they came for a visit the second week of August. We don't get the opportunity to spend much time with them, so this was wonderful. They're such fun, good people to be around. My girl's absolutely loved them playing with them. You can tell they have a niece the same age as Ava. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1090068095360786547?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1090068095360786547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/colton-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1090068095360786547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1090068095360786547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/colton-cousins.html' title='Colton Cousins'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THH0yGaYQmI/AAAAAAAAA9A/foYslCESd0k/s72-c/IMG_0401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6797837559553024677</id><published>2010-08-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:05:54.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Do in the Summertime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtN9fMcZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HaiEmJI-4Ww/s1600/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508444643350311314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtN9fMcZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HaiEmJI-4Ww/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we aren't swimming, the girls play so good together. Most of the time, Ashlyn and Alyssa are really good at including Ava when they play. Ava built this tower by herself while Ashlyn and Alyssa were also building. Then they let Ava knock down their houses after they were done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtNk5lRII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/OBFW_97dJ_Q/s1600/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508444636750103682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtNk5lRII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/OBFW_97dJ_Q/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our favorite book series are the "Fancy Nancy" books. This is our version of Fancy Nancy hair. Then of course we have to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtNPCrynI/AAAAAAAAA8I/a4OaAJxE-po/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508444630882699890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtNPCrynI/AAAAAAAAA8I/a4OaAJxE-po/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtM9ZMC0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/Abq4drhQxOE/s1600/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508444626145250114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtM9ZMC0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/Abq4drhQxOE/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava colored her hands, arms, legs, and feet with dry erase marker. What was funny about it was that she thought they were "ouchies". She got all teary eyed until I started washing them off, then she laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtMlktbZI/AAAAAAAAA74/ZtwUqTaPgJo/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508444619751124370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtMlktbZI/AAAAAAAAA74/ZtwUqTaPgJo/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to get us a membership at the Amarillo Town Club this July, so I could get some exercises and the girls could go swimming. It's been great. My neighbor and I go workout 3 or 4 times a week at 11 AM and then we take the kids swimming afterwards. We've all gotten pretty good tans, even Ava (I didn't think she would tan). This picture is Ava showing off her tan and the fact that she's at the "I like to be nude stage". She won't wear a swimming suit, so she just has a swim diaper tan line. Also, Ashlyn and Alyssa have learned how to swim under water pretty good. Then Ashlyn just yesterday started pushing off the side and floating on her back. She floated all over the pool. We couldn't believe how good she could float. She looked like she could just lay on top of the water. Alyssa and Ashlyn both went down the big water slides by themselves yesterday. They had to be able to swim by themselves to do it. We were so proud of them. Ava also likes to "swim" under the water. She goes under and floats around then stands back up and poses, hoping someone is watching her. And someone always is!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-6797837559553024677?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6797837559553024677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-do-in-summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6797837559553024677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6797837559553024677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-do-in-summertime.html' title='What Do You Do in the Summertime?'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHtN9fMcZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HaiEmJI-4Ww/s72-c/IMG_0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1850273209574785512</id><published>2010-08-22T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:32:22.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knots and Haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHoANek50I/AAAAAAAAA7w/SYxjnWmfuPc/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508438909566379842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHoANek50I/AAAAAAAAA7w/SYxjnWmfuPc/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava's hair has gotten long enough that now she makes huge knots in it. She sucks on her left hand middle fingers and twisted her hair with her right hand. This is a knot she woke up with after her nap on July 19th. Yesterday, she twisted her hair into a knot and I didn't try to brush it out until after her bath this morning. My mistake, I couldn't get it out, so she got her first haircut before church this morning. I really just trimmed up her uneven lengths.&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/4724235902134838140-1850273209574785512?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1850273209574785512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/knots-and-haircuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1850273209574785512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1850273209574785512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/knots-and-haircuts.html' title='Knots and Haircuts'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHoANek50I/AAAAAAAAA7w/SYxjnWmfuPc/s72-c/IMG_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1153127302944156916</id><published>2010-08-22T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:55:06.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen and Sam's Family Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhExu95HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/IqwkId88xXE/s1600/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508431291436885106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhExu95HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/IqwkId88xXE/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava provided the entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhEfUllhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/TmrQLOzjeSk/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508431286494402066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhEfUllhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/TmrQLOzjeSk/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhELcYAyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PBarADynEJU/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508431281158357794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhELcYAyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PBarADynEJU/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder what the weight limit is for those chairs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhDhYAZzI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QPwt2vkNz6o/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508431269865744178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhDhYAZzI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QPwt2vkNz6o/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava testing out the new swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhDdi_xwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZsGqL2eA1Hg/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508431268838098690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhDdi_xwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZsGqL2eA1Hg/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helen and Sam are expecting a baby girl anytime now. I had a family baby shower for them on July 6th (I'm just behind). All of our close family members came. We had fun looking at the baby girl clothes, eating, and watching the bigger girls play. We were just giving them a taste of what they are in for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1153127302944156916?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1153127302944156916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/helen-and-sams-family-baby-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1153127302944156916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1153127302944156916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/helen-and-sams-family-baby-shower.html' title='Helen and Sam&apos;s Family Baby Shower'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/THHhExu95HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/IqwkId88xXE/s72-c/IMG_0365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5813840052401186022</id><published>2010-08-02T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:14:12.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHzTdgLeI/AAAAAAAAA7A/PkIZNvB18A0/s1600/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501014785323445730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHzTdgLeI/AAAAAAAAA7A/PkIZNvB18A0/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHy-iPlTI/AAAAAAAAA64/v0VJLNLIYCE/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501014779706185010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHy-iPlTI/AAAAAAAAA64/v0VJLNLIYCE/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHyiarVjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/HpysEqHKElM/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501014772158256690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHyiarVjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/HpysEqHKElM/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided at the spur of the moment to go camping at Palo Duro Canyon. We talked the Vests into going too. I knew it was going to be hot, so I didn't check the weather because I would have backed out. It was about 100 down in the canyon, but the creek was really full and we brought lots of drinks. The kids loved camping. They hiked and climbed the "mountain" behind our campsite. We all played in the water/mud. They loved making s'mores and eating marshmallows and chocolate bars. They didn't seem to notice how hot they were. Kids!! Ashlyn and Alyssa road bikes. I held a tarantula for a couple of seconds. Ava thought she could do what ever the big kids did. The girls slept really well (considering we slept 11 people in a pop up camper). We lined up the little kids like sardines after they were asleep. We all slept in the camper since it was way too hot to sleep in a tent. We had fun, but now we know we want a camper. Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5813840052401186022?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5813840052401186022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-first-camping-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5813840052401186022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5813840052401186022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-first-camping-trip.html' title='Our First Camping Trip'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TFeHzTdgLeI/AAAAAAAAA7A/PkIZNvB18A0/s72-c/IMG_0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-617441582775512574</id><published>2010-07-11T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:38:10.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like a Little Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprBRUjqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tQBwa1rJCok/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820365105408418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprBRUjqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tQBwa1rJCok/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprBK-pehI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Ry6SyG8Smfo/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820363402902034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprBK-pehI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Ry6SyG8Smfo/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ava after a firework whizzed right past her landing in the back of our car and exploding. My cousin, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boe&lt;/span&gt;, through out the big burning piece before it could do more damage. I'm just glad it didn't hit Ava and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprAu5fuBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QZAnrXeoIPE/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820355865098258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprAu5fuBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QZAnrXeoIPE/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam's birthday is on the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, so we help him celebrate. This year we did it on Saturday. We shot off fireworks for 2 1/2 hours solid with between 6 and 10 people lighting at the same time. All I can say is watch your back. And keep the kids "safe" in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprAPtErYI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kGT4CCturyY/s1600/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820347491495298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprAPtErYI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kGT4CCturyY/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpq_hafgFI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Zi46nLMcHM8/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820335065530450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpq_hafgFI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Zi46nLMcHM8/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Small fireworks in the backyard with the kid's safe inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpptORYVFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/UodAvZH_I6s/s1600/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492818921177764946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpptORYVFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/UodAvZH_I6s/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's wrong with those tongues? Helen bought a birthday cake for Sam a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;. It was decorated for the holiday with red, white and blue icing. Sam took the first bite and made an awful face. He said something was wrong with the cake, but it wasn't the cake. It was the red icing. It had WAY too much dye in it. It tasted like eating straight baking soda, and everything it touched instantly stained red. We took it back, but the damage was already done. Everyone had red tongues and teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpps_frLKI/AAAAAAAAA54/aDkCyWt1-es/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492818917211188386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpps_frLKI/AAAAAAAAA54/aDkCyWt1-es/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yum! Watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppsLIM7eI/AAAAAAAAA5w/EhotbXseYq4/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492818903154093538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppsLIM7eI/AAAAAAAAA5w/EhotbXseYq4/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad grilling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppruR7p6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/hrPc5c3evo0/s1600/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492818895410276258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppruR7p6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/hrPc5c3evo0/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; popped some firecrackers if you consider Snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppqrPjVUI/AAAAAAAAA5g/lph8buP6P8c/s1600/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492818877415118146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDppqrPjVUI/AAAAAAAAA5g/lph8buP6P8c/s320/IMG_0281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is right after Blaine had a gigantic smoke bomb explode backwards into his side. That's not supposed to happen. It burned through his shirt and left a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whelp&lt;/span&gt; and bruise. Glad it wasn't  pointed some place different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4724235902134838140-617441582775512574?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/617441582775512574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing-like-little-excitement.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/617441582775512574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/617441582775512574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing-like-little-excitement.html' title='Nothing Like a Little Excitement!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDprBRUjqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tQBwa1rJCok/s72-c/IMG_0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2014867625659475529</id><published>2010-07-11T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:56:37.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpLzcFJGGI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-VzMv4ZaNCI/s1600/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492786042614913122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpLzcFJGGI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-VzMv4ZaNCI/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpLy8MgAzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZTnjuIGxZqU/s1600/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492786034055840562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpLy8MgAzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZTnjuIGxZqU/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine turned 40 years old in June. We had a surprise birthday party for him at the Saucedos. He got to use a walker and received other "age" appropriate gifts. We ate steaks and birthday cake then went to the movies. We had a wonderful time. And he really was surprised.&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/4724235902134838140-2014867625659475529?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2014867625659475529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2014867625659475529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2014867625659475529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpLzcFJGGI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-VzMv4ZaNCI/s72-c/IMG_0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3221187942896264696</id><published>2010-07-11T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:51:33.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJePmJTxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PYM3XuyFT68/s1600/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492783479463169810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJePmJTxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PYM3XuyFT68/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sidewalk chalk makeup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJdkS3zDI/AAAAAAAAA5A/orsdf5ovQyA/s1600/IMG_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492783467839605810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJdkS3zDI/AAAAAAAAA5A/orsdf5ovQyA/s320/IMG_0256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava loves playing in the pool. She enjoys it most when she is naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJdGUl56I/AAAAAAAAA44/jJCIoVbnhns/s1600/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492783459793758114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJdGUl56I/AAAAAAAAA44/jJCIoVbnhns/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How Ava goes down the slip-n-slide, someone else pushes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJcstB3TI/AAAAAAAAA4w/X1i8IAmu2J0/s1600/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492783452916931890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJcstB3TI/AAAAAAAAA4w/X1i8IAmu2J0/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're having so much fun this summer. Everyone loves being outside playing with friends and neighbors. Ashlyn and Alyssa are getting brown as peanuts. Even Ava has a little tan.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3221187942896264696?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3221187942896264696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3221187942896264696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3221187942896264696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpJePmJTxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PYM3XuyFT68/s72-c/IMG_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7673301063131371831</id><published>2010-07-11T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:40:24.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, How We Love to Dress Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHXbfR4kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/CZxbvtlOG6M/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492781163373257282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHXbfR4kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/CZxbvtlOG6M/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHXBmFTcI/AAAAAAAAA4g/dZaynjZfTuk/s1600/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492781156422471106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHXBmFTcI/AAAAAAAAA4g/dZaynjZfTuk/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHWY7E4aI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/nQmMnqS7KXc/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492781145504670114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHWY7E4aI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/nQmMnqS7KXc/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHVodRRxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/y3-Flrj1vIQ/s1600/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492781132494751506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHVodRRxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/y3-Flrj1vIQ/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our newest additions to our dress up collection are getting the twirling test. My newest craft is turning skirts into princess dresses for my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7673301063131371831?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7673301063131371831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-how-we-love-to-dress-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7673301063131371831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7673301063131371831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-how-we-love-to-dress-up.html' title='Oh, How We Love to Dress Up!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TDpHXbfR4kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/CZxbvtlOG6M/s72-c/IMG_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6100995324677630070</id><published>2010-06-27T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:36:55.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Fun Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgl9FcobqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AKcnAUNPFK0/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487677877315464866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgl9FcobqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AKcnAUNPFK0/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh55NGpMI/AAAAAAAAA4A/3KL9ze6BnLE/s1600/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashlyn a geared up to play laser tag. I didn't think they would like it because it was dark, but they proved me wrong. They loved shooting their dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh5sZrynI/AAAAAAAAA34/eU2vIGApWfo/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673421006097010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh5sZrynI/AAAAAAAAA34/eU2vIGApWfo/s320/IMG_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava kicked back and enjoying her skittles. I enjoyed a few of them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh5GR9uzI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-zgtmwMK9Hg/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673410773170994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh5GR9uzI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-zgtmwMK9Hg/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh4l-qHlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pKYpbbdHbtI/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673402102259282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh4l-qHlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pKYpbbdHbtI/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh4MGV1WI/AAAAAAAAA3g/HLHFTPO8zTY/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673395155162466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgh4MGV1WI/AAAAAAAAA3g/HLHFTPO8zTY/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa thought the bumper cars were the best because they got to ride by themselves and really drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671267141131234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf8UoQm-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/jZetfmM2Rbk/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" /&gt;Everyone got cooled off riding bumper boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf7otA9CI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xnhXkkT6SYw/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671255349916706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf7otA9CI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xnhXkkT6SYw/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn squealed and screamed the entire ride. She also loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf7MImm1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/OA6llvAQn_g/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671247681002322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf7MImm1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/OA6llvAQn_g/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa waved and blow kisses every time she passed Ava and I. She loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf6z9xTqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/aunwnrlvkwk/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671241193115298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgf6z9xTqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/aunwnrlvkwk/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd9UGm5SI/AAAAAAAAA2o/NmfPLhTDn5E/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669085156599074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd9UGm5SI/AAAAAAAAA2o/NmfPLhTDn5E/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava is independent... and messy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd88vzEbI/AAAAAAAAA2g/lgLgca-1Qds/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669078886912434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd88vzEbI/AAAAAAAAA2g/lgLgca-1Qds/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a healthy lunch of movie popcorn followed by Cold Stone Ice Cream, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd8YRvcTI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/h43m4Ao3-SU/s1600/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669069097169202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd8YRvcTI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/h43m4Ao3-SU/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all took a hot air balloon ride. Just kidding, but I hope to someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd75EopHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/8paUYW0VvQY/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669060720698482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgd75EopHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/8paUYW0VvQY/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava got pretty adventurous in the pool. She climbed the steps by herself and liked jumping to me from the side (it's really more like falling because she can't jump yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4724235902134838140-6100995324677630070?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6100995324677630070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-fun-family-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6100995324677630070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6100995324677630070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-fun-family-day.html' title='Another Fun Family Day'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgl9FcobqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AKcnAUNPFK0/s72-c/IMG_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5930018128215277452</id><published>2010-06-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:49:34.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL5JYW-iI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kyJpY3cE7JA/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487649222349486626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL5JYW-iI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kyJpY3cE7JA/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava loved the zoo. I knew she would because she loves animals. I think her favorite was seeing the seals swimming by. She squealed and pointed at them for probably 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL4clCPTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/CyilvqyKOtk/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487649210323057970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL4clCPTI/AAAAAAAAA2A/CyilvqyKOtk/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn's&lt;/span&gt; favorite thing to do at the zoo was to climb into niches and say "don't I look cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL4NTbJPI/AAAAAAAAA14/d5Wax1gEJDM/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487649206222660850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL4NTbJPI/AAAAAAAAA14/d5Wax1gEJDM/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa's favorite thing at the zoo was the "park". If I was smaller, this would be my favorite thing, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL3o0zhII/AAAAAAAAA1w/gpNcq0VjT_k/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487649196430558338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL3o0zhII/AAAAAAAAA1w/gpNcq0VjT_k/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL3BpVtnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/XVldPjK7OUs/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487649185913484914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL3BpVtnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/XVldPjK7OUs/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine had his tonsils taken out and his nasal passages operated on in May, so he got to be off work for two weeks on medical leave. He was in a lot of pain the whole time, but we did enjoy him being home. Then we got to go on travel with him to Albuquerque on his first day back to work. We hung out with the family of his coworker during the day. They have three girls and we brought our niece, Celeste, along with us to help and have fun. Needless to say the boys were out numbered. The first day we went to the zoo, and I think it's my favorite zoo. It has lots of shade, beautiful exhibits, and isn't too big for little children. We stayed for about 5 hours until it got to be about 100 degrees and we had seen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; we wanted to see. Then we cooled off in the hotel pool. The next day we went to the hot air balloon museum and the movies. Wednesday evening we all went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hinkley&lt;/span&gt; Family Fun center. Everyone had a wonderful time riding go carts, bumper boats, bumper cars and playing laser tag. Ava and I enjoyed watching them and taking pictures. Ava also enjoyed eating skittles. We had a great time. And then Blaine had to reenter the real world.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5930018128215277452?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5930018128215277452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5930018128215277452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5930018128215277452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-favorite-things.html' title='Our Favorite Things'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TCgL5JYW-iI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kyJpY3cE7JA/s72-c/IMG_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2911351597001256764</id><published>2010-06-11T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:51:27.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL98zBx1kI/AAAAAAAAA1g/oLPksZMq4B0/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722917394961986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL98zBx1kI/AAAAAAAAA1g/oLPksZMq4B0/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet drama queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL98NgJthI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7VVTv8MjMwo/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722907321808402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL98NgJthI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7VVTv8MjMwo/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do I have a booger? I take pictures of Ashlyn and she keeps sticking her nose in the air, so Alyssa wanted a "do I have a booger picture", too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL97uZvp9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pBgTx-Vnxi0/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722898973435858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL97uZvp9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pBgTx-Vnxi0/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and Robin came down for a visit. We had a wonderful time visiting and getting to spend time with their boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL97HU_cFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/m5GTMFLD4ZI/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722888484515922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL97HU_cFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/m5GTMFLD4ZI/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corby Joe cleaning up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL96xxJPkI/AAAAAAAAA1A/uiBaRjF8Q98/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722882697018946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL96xxJPkI/AAAAAAAAA1A/uiBaRjF8Q98/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jace is such a cute boy. Ava and he liked playing near each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I haven't blogged for a while, but I gave away my camera on accident, so we had to get a new one. I am not sad about the new camera, but I am sad that I don't have the old one still to let Ashlyn and Alyssa use.  &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2911351597001256764?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2911351597001256764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/were-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2911351597001256764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2911351597001256764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/06/were-back-again.html' title='We&apos;re Back Again'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TBL98zBx1kI/AAAAAAAAA1g/oLPksZMq4B0/s72-c/IMG_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1644442447130797623</id><published>2010-05-18T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:04:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished Master Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NGm_y19OI/AAAAAAAAA04/s7sDvyXNl5I/s1600/IMG_5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472795607958942946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NGm_y19OI/AAAAAAAAA04/s7sDvyXNl5I/s320/IMG_5412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NGmYV2glI/AAAAAAAAA0w/thfiSllndXM/s1600/IMG_5411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472795597368361554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NGmYV2glI/AAAAAAAAA0w/thfiSllndXM/s320/IMG_5411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my first attempt at making window treatments. They aren't perfect, but I'm pleased with how they turned out.&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/4724235902134838140-1644442447130797623?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1644442447130797623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/finished-master-bath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1644442447130797623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1644442447130797623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/finished-master-bath.html' title='Finished Master Bath'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NGm_y19OI/AAAAAAAAA04/s7sDvyXNl5I/s72-c/IMG_5412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8210397823213873652</id><published>2010-05-18T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:47:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Circus Themed Dance Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBbNXIG-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/DJ7LCO8NigY/s1600/IMG_5336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789907884219362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBbNXIG-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/DJ7LCO8NigY/s320/IMG_5336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Favorite thing about dance recital: getting to wear lots of makeup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBajIxY8I/AAAAAAAAA0g/c6EKjhhw2N0/s1600/IMG_5335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789896549721026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBajIxY8I/AAAAAAAAA0g/c6EKjhhw2N0/s320/IMG_5335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma, Grandpa, Grandmama, and Granddaddy came to watch our 1 1/2 minutes of fame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBaXdI68I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MkcSv9CdcZc/s1600/IMG_5331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789893413923778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBaXdI68I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MkcSv9CdcZc/s320/IMG_5331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're supposed to follow their teacher, but they couldn't see her very good, so most of the time they spent trying to figure out what she was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBZ00S68I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JsEsJHa3L-o/s1600/IMG_5324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789884115807170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBZ00S68I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JsEsJHa3L-o/s320/IMG_5324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only person they wanted to play with in their class was Christian. He was the trainer and the girls were the ponies. I think they make pretty cute ponies. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8210397823213873652?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8210397823213873652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-circus-themed-dance-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8210397823213873652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8210397823213873652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-circus-themed-dance-program.html' title='Spring Circus Themed Dance Program'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S_NBbNXIG-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/DJ7LCO8NigY/s72-c/IMG_5336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6812859867874973925</id><published>2010-05-14T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:30:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed for Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1d7K7qKII/AAAAAAAAA0I/75Q9C9MbIdw/s1600/IMG_5317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471132393453267074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1d7K7qKII/AAAAAAAAA0I/75Q9C9MbIdw/s320/IMG_5317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a wonderful time and the girls were so good that we didn't want to go home. I guess it's best to leave while you're still having fun though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1cxrLyEfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/LPY1Om3LSVM/s1600/IMG_5318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471131130800509426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1cxrLyEfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/LPY1Om3LSVM/s320/IMG_5318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn, Adam, and Jace having a goodbye romp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1cw1wtEdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BjGJJZzt-t0/s1600/IMG_5320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471131116459856338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1cw1wtEdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BjGJJZzt-t0/s320/IMG_5320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls helped Blaine load up the car in Albuquerque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4724235902134838140-6812859867874973925?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6812859867874973925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/headed-for-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6812859867874973925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6812859867874973925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/headed-for-home.html' title='Headed for Home'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1d7K7qKII/AAAAAAAAA0I/75Q9C9MbIdw/s72-c/IMG_5317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7452505742461630345</id><published>2010-05-14T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:54:56.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering at Discovery Gateway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UYc9Q30I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/AWFMtEP_xTM/s1600/IMG_5315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121901391765314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UYc9Q30I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/AWFMtEP_xTM/s320/IMG_5315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a joy to watch Alyssa busily taking care of things. She set up house, working hard, and by herself for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UYA_rI4I/AAAAAAAAAzI/oRG8IXnykCc/s1600/IMG_5313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121893885682562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UYA_rI4I/AAAAAAAAAzI/oRG8IXnykCc/s320/IMG_5313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giving cousin Kennedy goodbye hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXuI_V9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/kHrqrkT3J68/s1600/IMG_5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121888824481746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXuI_V9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/kHrqrkT3J68/s320/IMG_5310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn's&lt;/span&gt; been shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXQMi8wI/AAAAAAAAAy4/n6X-24awZ5c/s1600/IMG_5301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121880786334466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXQMi8wI/AAAAAAAAAy4/n6X-24awZ5c/s320/IMG_5301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava played and played until she finally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conked&lt;/span&gt; out in Helen's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXJQNa3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/r7kwDoOYhwI/s1600/IMG_5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121878922652530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UXJQNa3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/r7kwDoOYhwI/s320/IMG_5296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are our busy bees in the beehive&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7452505742461630345?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7452505742461630345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/discovering-at-discovery-gateway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7452505742461630345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7452505742461630345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/discovering-at-discovery-gateway.html' title='Discovering at Discovery Gateway'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1UYc9Q30I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/AWFMtEP_xTM/s72-c/IMG_5315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7068481823308907602</id><published>2010-05-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:27:01.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1McnHm0QI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kXTOpfqurJ0/s1600/IMG_5281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471113176745955586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1McnHm0QI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kXTOpfqurJ0/s320/IMG_5281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls loved swimming at the hotel. We tried to teach them to jump in and go under and keep their mouths closed. Alyssa not very good at keeping hers shut. They got better each time we swam. Before this vacation, they've never really enjoyed swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mcd8SW0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/yDV8ybjr7_8/s1600/IMG_5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471113174282558274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mcd8SW0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/yDV8ybjr7_8/s320/IMG_5280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen Ava hasn't grown into her crown quite yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mb1fe3yI/AAAAAAAAAyY/v4yHt4CtR4w/s1600/IMG_5278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471113163424325410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mb1fe3yI/AAAAAAAAAyY/v4yHt4CtR4w/s320/IMG_5278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine and my brothers, except for the one getting married. I didn't get any pictures of Micah, but I didn't want to mess up all the wedding photos. But he did marry a beautiful women with two beautiful daughters. I felt so happy for him and her. I know he'll be a great dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mbsub7pI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/HlghoaXEA_M/s1600/IMG_5275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471113161071128210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1Mbsub7pI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/HlghoaXEA_M/s320/IMG_5275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Brooks, Robin, Helen, Mom, and I at the wedding. We missed Holly. She wasn't able to come at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1MbXWBl-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/X7b_Ao1jVjc/s1600/IMG_5273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471113155331594210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1MbXWBl-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/X7b_Ao1jVjc/s320/IMG_5273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are Granddaddy's girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blaine's cousin Candie watched our girls while we where at the wedding. I knew I didn't need to worry about them having fun at her house. They made cookies, crowns, and wands and watched Enchanted. They played until they where exhausted, but loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7068481823308907602?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7068481823308907602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7068481823308907602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7068481823308907602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-day.html' title='Wedding Day!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-1McnHm0QI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kXTOpfqurJ0/s72-c/IMG_5281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5941876640483440577</id><published>2010-05-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:35:27.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Aquarium On a Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4-djo2I/AAAAAAAAAyA/jHjoJf-fxXI/s1600/IMG_5266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396782467064674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4-djo2I/AAAAAAAAAyA/jHjoJf-fxXI/s320/IMG_5266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava would rather push than be pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4m2BwJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Bph4qPT2s0E/s1600/IMG_5269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396776127250578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4m2BwJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Bph4qPT2s0E/s320/IMG_5269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't Corby Joe cute with his cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4HwmDVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Gg1s6pq3Omw/s1600/IMG_5261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396767782964562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4HwmDVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Gg1s6pq3Omw/s320/IMG_5261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Penguins: The children loved watching the penguins. They could get right up close to the glass to see them swim, eat, and jump back on the rocks. So Cool! This aquarium was really nice because most of the exhibits had rocks or ledges the children could climb up to see from, so you didn't have to hold them up the whole time. There were also lots of hands on exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA3sHo0UI/AAAAAAAAAxo/GmwVsT0Rzaw/s1600/IMG_5251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396760363422018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA3sHo0UI/AAAAAAAAAxo/GmwVsT0Rzaw/s320/IMG_5251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ava and Corban crawling through the "coral reef". All the children loved this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA3Dro6NI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kJCGEh46YtY/s1600/IMG_5247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396749508569298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA3Dro6NI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kJCGEh46YtY/s320/IMG_5247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5941876640483440577?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5941876640483440577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-aquarium-on-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5941876640483440577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5941876640483440577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-aquarium-on-rainy-day.html' title='At the Aquarium On a Rainy Day'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-rA4-djo2I/AAAAAAAAAyA/jHjoJf-fxXI/s72-c/IMG_5266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4581290813955182633</id><published>2010-05-11T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:46:58.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Friends and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oXMNhowYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XgZ9OZac068/s1600/IMG_5240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470210195951501698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oXMNhowYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XgZ9OZac068/s320/IMG_5240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met my new sister-in-law and her daughters for the first time Tuesday evening. Ashlyn and Alyssa took up with Kensey right away. They were all dressed up and holding hands within 5 minutes of meeting each other. We also got to meet my nephew, Jace, for the first time; even though he's a year old. Ava and he played close to each other, but I wouldn't say with each other. I guess children at that age don't really play together yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oXL7bN5pI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/o_oQZzlYzvs/s1600/IMG_5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470210191092737682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oXL7bN5pI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/o_oQZzlYzvs/s320/IMG_5233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVuBmCiLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/wMFGLSCpQyM/s1600/IMG_5238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470208577841039538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVuBmCiLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/wMFGLSCpQyM/s320/IMG_5238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVtrHtxDI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aQq1BjIas5g/s1600/IMG_5231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470208571808269362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVtrHtxDI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aQq1BjIas5g/s320/IMG_5231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVtCYs2KI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSPovd3plpI/s1600/IMG_5220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470208560873658530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVtCYs2KI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSPovd3plpI/s320/IMG_5220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peeking in the back door of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVsi33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAww/XS37pdmrIqY/s1600/IMG_5218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470208552414439010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVsi33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAww/XS37pdmrIqY/s320/IMG_5218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn, Alyssa, Kash, Ruby, and Ava feeling the water of the fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVsJZVFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/1AAjCTdcKk0/s1600/IMG_5216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470208545575474834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oVsJZVFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/1AAjCTdcKk0/s320/IMG_5216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the night visiting and playing with our good friends who moved last August from Amarillo. It was great catching up with them. We went to the park and visited the temple grounds of the Quirrah Mountain Temple while Blaine and Brain went to play some golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4724235902134838140-4581290813955182633?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4581290813955182633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/visiting-friends-and-family.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4581290813955182633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4581290813955182633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/visiting-friends-and-family.html' title='Visiting Friends and Family'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-oXMNhowYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XgZ9OZac068/s72-c/IMG_5240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7250809956498579687</id><published>2010-05-10T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:26:42.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden of the Gods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-jAiwdhwNI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0ZxAl-H_xMk/s1600/IMG_5208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833450798301394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-jAiwdhwNI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0ZxAl-H_xMk/s320/IMG_5208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ava after our big day. I think she was playing like she was a puppy. She went and found this towel a worked really hard to arrange it under the table. She loves dogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-jAiTEDnzI/AAAAAAAAAvg/qpVw0vgsGok/s1600/IMG_5205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833442906840882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-jAiTEDnzI/AAAAAAAAAvg/qpVw0vgsGok/s320/IMG_5205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava "jumping" to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6sWTLTqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/4-fmcepZTRY/s1600/IMG_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469827018504490658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6sWTLTqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/4-fmcepZTRY/s320/IMG_5201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Action jumping shots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6rmiGhvI/AAAAAAAAAvI/meYc-lNsU4Y/s1600/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469827005682190066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6rmiGhvI/AAAAAAAAAvI/meYc-lNsU4Y/s320/IMG_5196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava caught on to the climbing right way. I'm glad we had as many adults as children because it took all of us to keep them from scrambling over drop off at the tops of the rocks. It was a lot of fun seeing them love being outdoors and enjoying simple things like climbing on rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6rMECv6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/x_JyteY30yY/s1600/IMG_5193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469826998576791458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6rMECv6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/x_JyteY30yY/s320/IMG_5193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6q_Q5MfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/YNEDsL3ryg0/s1600/IMG_5188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469826995141030386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-i6q_Q5MfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/YNEDsL3ryg0/s320/IMG_5188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn posed for all her pictures today. Silly Girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7250809956498579687?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7250809956498579687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/garden-of-gods.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7250809956498579687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7250809956498579687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/garden-of-gods.html' title='Garden of the Gods'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-jAiwdhwNI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0ZxAl-H_xMk/s72-c/IMG_5208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2581423139485482742</id><published>2010-05-09T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:17:42.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cave of the Winds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE3oB32uI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kLR0oOVarvk/s1600/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469486363637701346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE3oB32uI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kLR0oOVarvk/s320/IMG_5186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava pointed to this rock ledge and wanted her picture taken. As you can see from the picture below, she didn't want to sit on the bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE3EshmhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/eHQqjayr3gc/s1600/IMG_5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469486354152921618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE3EshmhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/eHQqjayr3gc/s320/IMG_5184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE2T4jTdI/AAAAAAAAAug/7BZmMKF9s6M/s1600/IMG_5182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469486341050027474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE2T4jTdI/AAAAAAAAAug/7BZmMKF9s6M/s320/IMG_5182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's us in the cave. My girls love caves. Ava even liked the cave when they turned all the lights out. My sister Helen went with us. She was glad to take it slow with the girls since she's about 5 months pregnant. We stayed at Helen's house and had a wonderful time together. Batman (her dog) probably needed a break by the time we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE15__d2I/AAAAAAAAAuY/3dhYNXZcGOo/s1600/IMG_5175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469486334101911394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE15__d2I/AAAAAAAAAuY/3dhYNXZcGOo/s320/IMG_5175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to wait about 30 minutes for our tour to start. I think it's a ploy to get everyone to spend more money in the gift shop. We stepped out of the gift shop and opted for the cheaper entertainment-quarter pony rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE1ZfhU0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_dsp_ma1Bb0/s1600/IMG_5169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469486325375783746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE1ZfhU0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_dsp_ma1Bb0/s320/IMG_5169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to "Cave of the Winds" after church on Sunday. Above was  children's maze. It was a big wooden box that had a winding path through it where you went down slides and up stairs and the parents couldn't see their children most of the time but you could hear them. The first time through I heard a lot of fearful noises, after that it was all fun. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; helped one little boy through whose parents where trying to talk him through but it wasn't working, and I crawled in to help a 2 year old get back out. It was pretty tricking getting myself out. I'm glad she wasn't further in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2581423139485482742?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2581423139485482742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/cave-of-winds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2581423139485482742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2581423139485482742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/cave-of-winds.html' title='The Cave of the Winds'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-eE3oB32uI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kLR0oOVarvk/s72-c/IMG_5186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4709136051305921697</id><published>2010-05-09T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:53:52.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d7rzLSHsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rHLfz6289Y4/s1600/IMG_5168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476264866881218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d7rzLSHsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rHLfz6289Y4/s320/IMG_5168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa with the hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d7rKkg-vI/AAAAAAAAAuA/kYqdhvjD2ME/s1600/IMG_5167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476253966858994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d7rKkg-vI/AAAAAAAAAuA/kYqdhvjD2ME/s320/IMG_5167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn loved the girl with the sparkly blue dress and the boy with the hair that curled up (that's the hero). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2wWqVflI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Xo3fAexYFoM/s1600/IMG_5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469470845553704530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2wWqVflI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Xo3fAexYFoM/s320/IMG_5166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn watched very intently, standing up the entire play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2vwXc5gI/AAAAAAAAAtw/uEJr4bxDKLs/s1600/IMG_5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469470835273950722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2vwXc5gI/AAAAAAAAAtw/uEJr4bxDKLs/s320/IMG_5165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava laughed every time the villain came on stage. He was a huge "Captain Hook" type pirate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2vdDhf5I/AAAAAAAAAto/7nUUHbnBBv8/s1600/IMG_5162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469470830090092434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2vdDhf5I/AAAAAAAAAto/7nUUHbnBBv8/s320/IMG_5162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Helen attended the melodrama in Manitou Springs with us. I had gone to the melodrama when I was in High School and really enjoyed it, so we went as a family. I was kind of worried about of the girls would do, but they loved it. In fact, Alyssa keeps saying she wants to go back. After the play, the same characters come out and do short skits or songs. The "hero" sang a funny "love" song to different women in the audience, and I asked Alyssa if she wanted him to sing to her. She didn't reply, but then he came down the aisle by us, so I said, "Alyssa, he's going to sing to you." She hopped down underneath the table as quick as a wink and laid face down on the floor. Well, he saw her and came and sang to her while the spot light shined on her and everyone laughed. I thought she might get really upset when everyone laughed, but she got up as soon as the song ended and he left. We still got her to take a picture with him after the show. It was really funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2ur3wSOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/y1kmkv7SJ_Q/s1600/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469470816887392482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2ur3wSOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/y1kmkv7SJ_Q/s320/IMG_5160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how excited Ava was to be on top of Mount Capulin. or maybe just to be out of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2uWTCtaI/AAAAAAAAAtY/c_8JO-7659c/s1600/IMG_5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469470811096266146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d2uWTCtaI/AAAAAAAAAtY/c_8JO-7659c/s320/IMG_5159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a cold, cloudy day to visit the Mount Capulin volcano, but it was a nice break to get out of the car. You can see the clouds behind Ashlyn and Alyssa (who were freezing). When I explained to Alyssa what a volcano, she said she wanted to go back to the highway. Then I had to convince her that this volcano was safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-4709136051305921697?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4709136051305921697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-day-of-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4709136051305921697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4709136051305921697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-day-of-vacation.html' title='First Day of Vacation'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-d7rzLSHsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rHLfz6289Y4/s72-c/IMG_5168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8487268365084872134</id><published>2010-05-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:54:38.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx2KULO2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-fHXQuv9wgQ/s1600/IMG_5146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469465447760608098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx2KULO2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-fHXQuv9wgQ/s320/IMG_5146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx1gF7GAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mjfNzSjIySE/s1600/IMG_5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469465436426541058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx1gF7GAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mjfNzSjIySE/s320/IMG_5145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx1GfF1LI/AAAAAAAAAtA/78vH9RktmvQ/s1600/IMG_5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469465429552780466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx1GfF1LI/AAAAAAAAAtA/78vH9RktmvQ/s320/IMG_5143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a couple of dress up dresses that "twirl" for the girls. They really enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8487268365084872134?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8487268365084872134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/dressing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8487268365084872134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8487268365084872134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/dressing-up.html' title='Dressing Up'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S-dx2KULO2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-fHXQuv9wgQ/s72-c/IMG_5146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8634368201687840938</id><published>2010-04-28T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:34:27.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashlyn and Alyssa Practicing Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFSHNYDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/o9NAIDaw1Uk/s1600/IMG_5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405431521742290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFSHNYDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/o9NAIDaw1Uk/s320/IMG_5136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn took this cute picture of Ava just waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFRr0qcwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KO7Q20wZsak/s1600/IMG_5038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405424170332930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFRr0qcwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KO7Q20wZsak/s320/IMG_5038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn took this picture of the bear swimming at the zoo. We had never seen the bears swim before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFRIQtY0I/AAAAAAAAAso/-Bd0nfQKxA0/s1600/IMG_5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405414624289602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFRIQtY0I/AAAAAAAAAso/-Bd0nfQKxA0/s320/IMG_5027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Momma and Ava checking out the tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFQpqzgrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8G2PuSGWupQ/s1600/IMG_5020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405406412243634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFQpqzgrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8G2PuSGWupQ/s320/IMG_5020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whose feet are these? Alyssa took this picture of Ashlyn's feet. Question: How can my girls almost always put their shoes on the wrong feet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFQQy3J9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/91LFdwJ0yhE/s1600/IMG_5011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405399735150546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFQQy3J9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/91LFdwJ0yhE/s320/IMG_5011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lyssa bird in the morning. Taken by Ashlyn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8634368201687840938?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8634368201687840938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/ashlyn-and-alyssa-practicing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8634368201687840938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8634368201687840938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/ashlyn-and-alyssa-practicing.html' title='Ashlyn and Alyssa Practicing Photography'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kFSHNYDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/o9NAIDaw1Uk/s72-c/IMG_5136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8390935603016070558</id><published>2010-04-28T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:58:01.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Never too Old to Hunt Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBsU-b4EI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EXok_yFB8Wk/s1600/IMG_5124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401483847262274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBsU-b4EI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EXok_yFB8Wk/s320/IMG_5124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granddaddy's smooth head didn't break the egg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBr5YCEFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/QxxqEkHxN8I/s1600/IMG_5114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401476438429778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBr5YCEFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/QxxqEkHxN8I/s320/IMG_5114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jonathan getting hit with his fourth confetti egg. "Why is everybody always pickin' on me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBrWv-G2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/zEO3nt1eEws/s1600/IMG_5103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401467143592802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBrWv-G2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/zEO3nt1eEws/s320/IMG_5103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandmama on the hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBq8hnsSI/AAAAAAAAAr4/OjSfFP49aT4/s1600/IMG_5091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401460104081698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBq8hnsSI/AAAAAAAAAr4/OjSfFP49aT4/s320/IMG_5091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa on the hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBqS-wKVI/AAAAAAAAArw/XrIJOUZZssA/s1600/IMG_5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401448951982418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBqS-wKVI/AAAAAAAAArw/XrIJOUZZssA/s320/IMG_5126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a family tradition that if you want to eat Easter candy, you must hunt the Easter candy. Also, you can 't just take any candy, you have to find the candy labeled for you. This year we had to hunt fast because it was actually a warm day. The first nice Easter Sunday in I don't know how many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8390935603016070558?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8390935603016070558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-never-too-old-to-hunt-easter-eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8390935603016070558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8390935603016070558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-never-too-old-to-hunt-easter-eggs.html' title='You&apos;re Never too Old to Hunt Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9kBsU-b4EI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EXok_yFB8Wk/s72-c/IMG_5124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2951165014291192589</id><published>2010-04-28T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:43:07.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls' First Trip to Palo Duro Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9eczXadI/AAAAAAAAAro/o4JiTQvcsvo/s1600/IMG_5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465396847383636434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9eczXadI/AAAAAAAAAro/o4JiTQvcsvo/s320/IMG_5087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooling our feet in the creek. I don't really know why we used to like "swimming" is this. I guess we had to be pretty hot or maybe just little kids who didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9duyqXcI/AAAAAAAAArg/W90uJobfv3E/s1600/IMG_5083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465396835032653250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9duyqXcI/AAAAAAAAArg/W90uJobfv3E/s320/IMG_5083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Independent Ava had to have her own big chair and feed herself which she's pretty good at. Blaine grilled hamburgers and hot dogs, and everyone else brought the sides. The food turned out really good. Plus, there weren't any flies out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9dG7WCwI/AAAAAAAAArY/NFJ0mi4TKJI/s1600/IMG_5077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465396824331651842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9dG7WCwI/AAAAAAAAArY/NFJ0mi4TKJI/s320/IMG_5077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9c3qS67I/AAAAAAAAArQ/nn_KZEdCnsc/s1600/IMG_5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465396820233612210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9c3qS67I/AAAAAAAAArQ/nn_KZEdCnsc/s320/IMG_5072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our cousins, Coralynn and Adelie, met us at the canyon, along with mema, Uncle Billy, Aunt Debbie, Brad and Ambra and Melissa. Brad has to come along just to tease Ashlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9cQoXrKI/AAAAAAAAArI/AIF64xTy49s/s1600/IMG_5061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465396809756552354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9cQoXrKI/AAAAAAAAArI/AIF64xTy49s/s320/IMG_5061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On April 3rd, Good Friday, we took a big family day trip to Palo Duro Canyon. Jonathan, Helen and Sam were in town for Easter weekend, so it was a great way to spend time together. My girls favorite thing to do was make mud pies. I guess we could do that at home, but it just isn't the same.&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;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/4724235902134838140-2951165014291192589?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2951165014291192589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-first-trip-to-palo-duro-canyon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2951165014291192589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2951165014291192589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-first-trip-to-palo-duro-canyon.html' title='The Girls&apos; First Trip to Palo Duro Canyon'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S9j9eczXadI/AAAAAAAAAro/o4JiTQvcsvo/s72-c/IMG_5087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6178375246598688077</id><published>2010-03-28T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:08:33.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Dresses A Little Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJoydSAxI/AAAAAAAAArA/bh0TKCzRqvQ/s1600/IMG_5009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453869745089676050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJoydSAxI/AAAAAAAAArA/bh0TKCzRqvQ/s320/IMG_5009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJoQRgTgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/QrWnqqA00iM/s1600/IMG_5007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453869735913475586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJoQRgTgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/QrWnqqA00iM/s320/IMG_5007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJn33egtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7A_VAc2QFuQ/s1600/IMG_5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453869729361855186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJn33egtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7A_VAc2QFuQ/s320/IMG_5002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava loves being outside now. I love watching her explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIsXYdjxI/AAAAAAAAAqo/9Bs4MUUIPy0/s1600/IMG_4997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453868707029552914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIsXYdjxI/AAAAAAAAAqo/9Bs4MUUIPy0/s320/IMG_4997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIr_vFJSI/AAAAAAAAAqg/m4MnKKEHy38/s1600/IMG_4995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453868700681970978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIr_vFJSI/AAAAAAAAAqg/m4MnKKEHy38/s320/IMG_4995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIrlc3YEI/AAAAAAAAAqY/oT0LdtF-WBE/s1600/IMG_4994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453868693626249282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIrlc3YEI/AAAAAAAAAqY/oT0LdtF-WBE/s320/IMG_4994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We grilled out steaks at Grandma's house after church. All three girls wanted to bring their strollers, babies, and feather boa's. I felt like we were moving, but they were so cute and busy it made up for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIrBFBvjI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZTloXR1Iry0/s1600/IMG_4998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453868683862588978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIrBFBvjI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZTloXR1Iry0/s320/IMG_4998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava running as fast as she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIqhuqC6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/zzHDpLUthfk/s1600/IMG_4993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453868675447262114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AIqhuqC6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/zzHDpLUthfk/s320/IMG_4993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn and Alyssa have been dieing to wear their new Easter dresses. I decided to let them a week early because it's general conference next week and we usually watch it at home. They were beautiful, happy girls today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4724235902134838140-6178375246598688077?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6178375246598688077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-dresses-little-early.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6178375246598688077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6178375246598688077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-dresses-little-early.html' title='Easter Dresses A Little Early'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AJoydSAxI/AAAAAAAAArA/bh0TKCzRqvQ/s72-c/IMG_5009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3327475740813170916</id><published>2010-03-28T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:47:10.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AFsZarwCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/pmKEukrOyxc/s1600/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453865409040859170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AFsZarwCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/pmKEukrOyxc/s320/IMG_4991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all love nutella. I hear it's nutritious, but maybe that's just an excuse to eat too much of it. This is Ava getting every last bit out of the jar. Good Baby!&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/4724235902134838140-3327475740813170916?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3327475740813170916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/nutella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3327475740813170916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3327475740813170916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/nutella.html' title='Nutella'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S7AFsZarwCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/pmKEukrOyxc/s72-c/IMG_4991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3191658382926993370</id><published>2010-03-17T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:11:19.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GPA8AQSjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/29epboR-sPQ/s1600-h/IMG_4985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449794270364977714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GPA8AQSjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/29epboR-sPQ/s320/IMG_4985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa favorite part of the ice cream was the glitter icing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GPAbquxyI/AAAAAAAAApw/NXkHJGXaMRc/s1600-h/IMG_4984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449794261684766498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GPAbquxyI/AAAAAAAAApw/NXkHJGXaMRc/s320/IMG_4984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying their princess ice cream cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GO_69cKtI/AAAAAAAAApo/PdNxcz2U60A/s1600-h/IMG_4972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449794252904868562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GO_69cKtI/AAAAAAAAApo/PdNxcz2U60A/s320/IMG_4972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava swallowed a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GO-7FpFlI/AAAAAAAAApY/hqqKz6ou31w/s1600-h/IMG_4963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449794235759400530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GO-7FpFlI/AAAAAAAAApY/hqqKz6ou31w/s320/IMG_4963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn and Alyssa received lots of girly presents. Their new supply of princess shoes (4 pairs a piece) was one of their favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNcoAvWcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/bcUZ-WAwNHM/s1600-h/IMG_4961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449792547011385794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNcoAvWcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/bcUZ-WAwNHM/s320/IMG_4961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't Ashlyn look beautiful? (Ashlyn often asks me if she looks "B-U-tiful") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNcUqKSBI/AAAAAAAAApI/OqP1WvgXsO8/s1600-h/IMG_4956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449792541816408082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNcUqKSBI/AAAAAAAAApI/OqP1WvgXsO8/s320/IMG_4956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6 fancy little girls (1 is missing from the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNb8GRj6I/AAAAAAAAApA/T87jv1CTGbU/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449792535223439266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNb8GRj6I/AAAAAAAAApA/T87jv1CTGbU/s320/IMG_4954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava wanted to get fancy, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNbPZ9fsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FW3aRjuHITE/s1600-h/IMG_4952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449792523226414786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNbPZ9fsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FW3aRjuHITE/s320/IMG_4952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All princesses getting ready for the treasure hunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alyssa and Ava with their great uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNagEbMxI/AAAAAAAAAow/tV5CY5IldGw/s1600-h/IMG_4948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449792510519620370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GNagEbMxI/AAAAAAAAAow/tV5CY5IldGw/s320/IMG_4948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Ashlyn and Alyssa's forth birthday party we had a princess party. We had 7 little girls decked out as princesses. They were so cute. Ashlyn and Alyssa wore dresses I made for them, and we curled their hair. At the party, they hunted for a treasure chest full of tiaras, rings, earrings, and jewels. We made bracelets out of the jewels and got everyone fancy. After opening presents, they decorated and ate their own icecream cone princess. Everyone had a wonderful time, and thank goodness for all our family's help at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3191658382926993370?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3191658382926993370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/princess-party.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3191658382926993370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3191658382926993370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/princess-party.html' title='Princess Party'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S6GPA8AQSjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/29epboR-sPQ/s72-c/IMG_4985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4012205964615363725</id><published>2010-03-15T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:33:39.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe They're Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S574yQBD9QI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-7Msxc8k5_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449066141341447426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S574yQBD9QI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-7Msxc8k5_Y/s320/IMG_4947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My not so little girls turned four. We went to the doctor for their check up the day after their birthday. I tried to prepare them all morning for the fact they were going to get shots at the doctor. I told them they could cry but they couldn't throw fits, and we would go to Target afterwards to get a small toy. They did so good. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; didn't even cry. Alyssa tried not to, but by the third one her face was bright red and the sobs escaped, but she didn't throw a fit. I was so proud of them. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; weighed 36.2 pounds (50%) and was 41 1/2 inches tall (90%). Alyssa weighed 36 pounds which surprised me because she feels a lot lighter then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;, and she was 42 1/4 inches tall (97%). Alyssa is now officially tall enough to ride the bumper cars at Wonderland Park.&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/4724235902134838140-4012205964615363725?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4012205964615363725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-believe-theyre-four.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4012205964615363725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4012205964615363725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-believe-theyre-four.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe They&apos;re Four'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S574yQBD9QI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-7Msxc8k5_Y/s72-c/IMG_4947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4863073117434525286</id><published>2010-03-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:18:11.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Crandpa's" Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S572DAcMTmI/AAAAAAAAAog/cBpVGi_1CQo/s1600-h/IMG_4942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449063130683166306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S572DAcMTmI/AAAAAAAAAog/cBpVGi_1CQo/s320/IMG_4942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the point when they wanted to do it again, but it cost 8 tokens, ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571mgExvKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/MY4kK8V-K04/s1600-h/IMG_4941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449062640958684322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571mgExvKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/MY4kK8V-K04/s320/IMG_4941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa loved riding the "virtual" roller coaster. They rode the "Haunted Mine". This was one of the tense moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571lyqWQdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lXHGDIDt02g/s1600-h/IMG_4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449062628768235986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571lyqWQdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lXHGDIDt02g/s320/IMG_4936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava taking it all in with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571k2O-gzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OfvXu7v-DNs/s1600-h/IMG_4937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449062612547306290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571k2O-gzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OfvXu7v-DNs/s320/IMG_4937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyssa and Ava grinning ear to ear on the little train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571kY1Yu0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/6Ibj20Kxenk/s1600-h/IMG_4935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449062604655344450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571kY1Yu0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/6Ibj20Kxenk/s320/IMG_4935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Pretty Lyssa Bird riding in the rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571j1cl-7I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Sk-yhGwX37w/s1600-h/IMG_4934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449062595156114354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S571j1cl-7I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Sk-yhGwX37w/s320/IMG_4934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Grandpa's birthday, we all went to Mr. Gattis and Grandma paid. We had fun eating pizza, playing games, and riding the rides but best of all no one had to cook or cleanup afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-4863073117434525286?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4863073117434525286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/crandpas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4863073117434525286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4863073117434525286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/crandpas-birthday.html' title='&quot;Crandpa&apos;s&quot; Birthday'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S572DAcMTmI/AAAAAAAAAog/cBpVGi_1CQo/s72-c/IMG_4942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8190012803003461431</id><published>2010-02-28T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:00:27.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rX6JeWcrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oMykwXkgMto/s1600-h/IMG_4919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443400493606269618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rX6JeWcrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oMykwXkgMto/s320/IMG_4919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rX5xrLxBI/AAAAAAAAAno/kdqalCFKV2U/s1600-h/IMG_4918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443400487217644562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rX5xrLxBI/AAAAAAAAAno/kdqalCFKV2U/s320/IMG_4918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn got hurt playing the other day so we decided to doctor her. She got better real fast. Then they wanted to doctor Momma. I must say, I'm a little afraid of my doctors. Ashlyn and Alyssa worked on my arms and legs while Ava worked on my head. They are so funny because of how serious they were. I love when my children use so much imagination in their play.&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/4724235902134838140-8190012803003461431?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8190012803003461431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/playing-doctor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8190012803003461431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8190012803003461431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/playing-doctor.html' title='Playing Doctor'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rX6JeWcrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oMykwXkgMto/s72-c/IMG_4919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2606203195798016597</id><published>2010-02-28T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:51:50.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rVzg9BgrI/AAAAAAAAAng/yRKkVwi7jlI/s1600-h/IMG_4921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443398180626596530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rVzg9BgrI/AAAAAAAAAng/yRKkVwi7jlI/s320/IMG_4921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can't see the color in these pictures that well, but it's Wedgewood Grey (looks a little blue) with a brown glaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rVzZWh6uI/AAAAAAAAAnY/D03csnjayVc/s1600-h/IMG_4920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443398178586094306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rVzZWh6uI/AAAAAAAAAnY/D03csnjayVc/s320/IMG_4920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I haven't been happy with our master bathroom wallpaper since we bought the house (only 9 years old). So we finally took the leap and tore down the paper, textured the walls, painted and glazed. I still have a few accessories I want, but other wise we finished it over a four day weekend. I should say Blaine finished it over a four day weekend because Ava was sick and wouldn't let me put her down.&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/4724235902134838140-2606203195798016597?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2606203195798016597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/bathroom-update.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2606203195798016597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2606203195798016597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/bathroom-update.html' title='Bathroom Update'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4rVzg9BgrI/AAAAAAAAAng/yRKkVwi7jlI/s72-c/IMG_4921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3033947977457821960</id><published>2010-02-21T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:55:44.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, We Have a Winter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H8Mga8guI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JoQR_nHJpe0/s1600-h/IMG_4916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440907116631851746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H8Mga8guI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JoQR_nHJpe0/s320/IMG_4916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; February 13th, two and a half weeks after our big snow and our front yard is still covered in about 4 inches of snow. They said we broke a local record for the length of time snow stayed on the ground or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H8MKdF4zI/AAAAAAAAAnI/O_HB__76RTI/s1600-h/IMG_4913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440907110735274802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H8MKdF4zI/AAAAAAAAAnI/O_HB__76RTI/s320/IMG_4913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 13th, our snow princess has lost her head. Ashlyn and I also cleared the snow off the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6VFk0oPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/e1cMRi_OU10/s1600-h/IMG_4908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440905065021087986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6VFk0oPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/e1cMRi_OU10/s320/IMG_4908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 4th: More snow, so we broke out the ski tube and tried some real sledding.  Note to self: buy sleds before the chance of snow or there won't be any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6U7nWIaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-BX86Z2SCnU/s1600-h/IMG_4899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440905062347317666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6U7nWIaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-BX86Z2SCnU/s320/IMG_4899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 1st: The snow is now sticky enough to build a snowman or in our case a snow princess shoveling food in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6Ud8kHUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/iZWbzZEU6eU/s1600-h/IMG_4897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440905054383250754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6Ud8kHUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/iZWbzZEU6eU/s320/IMG_4897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava enjoyed eating the snow, but didn't like to stay outside very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6UIlKqDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/zooZkV1PbTw/s1600-h/IMG_4885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440905048647968818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6UIlKqDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/zooZkV1PbTw/s320/IMG_4885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My snow angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6TxrGTII/AAAAAAAAAmg/0rUf4j1h4So/s1600-h/IMG_4877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440905042498833538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H6TxrGTII/AAAAAAAAAmg/0rUf4j1h4So/s320/IMG_4877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January 28th: Blaine and the twins tried sledding down our front yard in plastic totes and  laundry baskets. It was still snowing a ton. We got a total of about 12 inches at our house. We couldn't got out of our garage for 3 days. We enjoyed Blaine being off work and just staying home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3033947977457821960?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3033947977457821960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally-we-have-winter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3033947977457821960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3033947977457821960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally-we-have-winter.html' title='Finally, We Have a Winter!!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S4H8Mga8guI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JoQR_nHJpe0/s72-c/IMG_4916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3125316645608044459</id><published>2010-01-24T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:58:21.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Gingerbread Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TebAURlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SWnVXLEVAhg/s1600-h/IMG_4841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518139044775506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TebAURlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SWnVXLEVAhg/s320/IMG_4841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava helped make gingerbread houses by ... sleeping. Now doesn't she look happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TeJpqA_I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iFOEksqML4I/s1600-h/IMG_4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518134386328562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TeJpqA_I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iFOEksqML4I/s320/IMG_4839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn, Kate, and Alyssa dressed in my old t-shirts to eat icing and candies and yes, decorate gingerbread houses.  I've never used a gingerbread house kit before, but now I highly recommend it. Also, I applied the icing and they applied the candies. I guess I'm a little controlling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TdiAFZZI/AAAAAAAAAmI/n-CmTUETM8g/s1600-h/IMG_4833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518123742979474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TdiAFZZI/AAAAAAAAAmI/n-CmTUETM8g/s320/IMG_4833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate doing some serious work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TdEiHNRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/O5Q18og32Iw/s1600-h/IMG_4834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518115832640786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TdEiHNRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/O5Q18og32Iw/s320/IMG_4834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn spent most of her energy on decorating the yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Tcmf7b9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/jjn3cdQwxTE/s1600-h/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518107770417106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Tcmf7b9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/jjn3cdQwxTE/s320/IMG_4835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa worked on making her half of the roof beautiful. After that, she pretty much just downed sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3441065d285557a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3441065d285557a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39C49EA4345A21962F0278C38F4FFF934B65F4FF.3AE3650D08641D32F76BD21777F2909110B3110E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3441065d285557a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5acwMymdTv4hUKbI0RmF10LMhgA&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://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3441065d285557a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39C49EA4345A21962F0278C38F4FFF934B65F4FF.3AE3650D08641D32F76BD21777F2909110B3110E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3441065d285557a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5acwMymdTv4hUKbI0RmF10LMhgA&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/4724235902134838140-3125316645608044459?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3125316645608044459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/valentine-gingerbread-houses.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3125316645608044459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3125316645608044459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/valentine-gingerbread-houses.html' title='Valentine Gingerbread Houses'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10TebAURlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SWnVXLEVAhg/s72-c/IMG_4841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1400173552208675646</id><published>2010-01-24T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:38:43.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NX8nEB9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/BwUqRXMwfK4/s1600-h/IMG_4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430511430736807890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NX8nEB9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/BwUqRXMwfK4/s320/IMG_4861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava is cute as can be, busy as can be, and many times stubborn as can be. Saturday night every time I tried to put her to bed she threw a huge fit. I finally got her to sleep at 11:00 PM. That makes me want to throw a fit, so I worked on a little scrap booking and she "painted" with water. She loves to do this and it kept her occupied for about 45 minutes. I think that's a pretty good attention span for 15 months old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NXvOgJaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YiJUPHS0KU0/s1600-h/IMG_4827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430511427144132002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NXvOgJaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YiJUPHS0KU0/s320/IMG_4827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day Ashlyn dressed as a ladybug (Ava's Halloween costume) and Alyssa dressed as a princess. Ashlyn pretended to be Alyssa pet ladybug for almost 2 hours. They play dress up almost everyday. I think it's cute and creative, but sometimes the mess drives me a little crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NXLxDQOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JjbBmJIh9zI/s1600-h/IMG_4826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430511417625362658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NXLxDQOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JjbBmJIh9zI/s320/IMG_4826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava weighed 23.4 pounds and has 31 1/2 inches tall at her 15 month appointment. That's just a little above average. We still call her our "fat" baby though because she has the cutest little belly and leg rolls. Here she is busy pushing her baby in the stroller just like her big sisters. Ava doesn't talk much yet, but she's communicates want she wants quite well. She says Dada and Mama but only when she's mad, and she says "heyo" when she pretends to talk on the phone. She did manage to dial 911 on Friday, so we got a friendly policeman visit. Mostly she looks at what she wants, holds her hands out palms up, and says "uh". Lately she's added hitting herself on the chest after the "uh" and says "me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1400173552208675646?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1400173552208675646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyday-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1400173552208675646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1400173552208675646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyday-life.html' title='Everyday Life'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10NX8nEB9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/BwUqRXMwfK4/s72-c/IMG_4861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3967641475714247191</id><published>2010-01-24T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:14:13.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10LhyIvBQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fuxQH99URP0/s1600-h/IMG_4816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430509400700683522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10LhyIvBQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fuxQH99URP0/s320/IMG_4816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the church to try out Blaine's and Jonathan's new flying machines and Ashlyn and Alyssa's hopper balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Lhr2l16I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/djm4IRf6pls/s1600-h/IMG_4808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430509399013971874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Lhr2l16I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/djm4IRf6pls/s320/IMG_4808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone hopping around Grandmama's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10LhEVF_eI/AAAAAAAAAlI/4GB_OWn2144/s1600-h/IMG_4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430509388404489698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10LhEVF_eI/AAAAAAAAAlI/4GB_OWn2144/s320/IMG_4794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava wanted a hopper ball too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Lg290hlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/YucLqLSX9v8/s1600-h/IMG_4800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430509384817215058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10Lg290hlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/YucLqLSX9v8/s320/IMG_4800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the day after Christmas at grandmama's. We had a wonderful time playing with new toys and Uncles and Aunts.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3967641475714247191?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3967641475714247191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-after-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3967641475714247191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3967641475714247191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-after-christmas.html' title='The Day After Christmas'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/S10LhyIvBQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fuxQH99URP0/s72-c/IMG_4816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3806055169360358073</id><published>2009-12-30T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:23:07.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjIJ-DyhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2se3gaZqBoA/s1600-h/IMG_4778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246674469374482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjIJ-DyhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2se3gaZqBoA/s320/IMG_4778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Building with Ashlyn's new blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjH1p5OCI/AAAAAAAAAkw/hHDOfX9sKqM/s1600-h/IMG_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246669016086562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjH1p5OCI/AAAAAAAAAkw/hHDOfX9sKqM/s320/IMG_4776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa brought a furnished dollhouse complete with twin baby's. Ava loves playing with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjHVXw1II/AAAAAAAAAko/EVfMEB2xRkM/s1600-h/IMG_4773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246660350104706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjHVXw1II/AAAAAAAAAko/EVfMEB2xRkM/s320/IMG_4773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes. It was a white Christmas. And yes, that is Alyssa and Ashlyn in their new dress up shoes with skirts on out in the snow. They didn't stay out long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjHCh9BSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7w6Fb3a5n7c/s1600-h/IMG_4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246655292572962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjHCh9BSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7w6Fb3a5n7c/s320/IMG_4772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg5EPhMcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8_PRUBuHkTA/s1600-h/IMG_4768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244216210698690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg5EPhMcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8_PRUBuHkTA/s320/IMG_4768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava's helping Grammy with her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg44SBT_I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5nX0coN5_oQ/s1600-h/IMG_4762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244212999966706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg44SBT_I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5nX0coN5_oQ/s320/IMG_4762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a look at Grandma's new braces. I think they make her look young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg4Yh8ULI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pSXVoFoHRWs/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244204476813490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg4Yh8ULI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pSXVoFoHRWs/s320/IMG_4766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you think Beau likes basketball? And maybe the Lakers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg4NZabAI/AAAAAAAAAkA/aA2VBjZjSa8/s1600-h/IMG_4751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244201488247810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg4NZabAI/AAAAAAAAAkA/aA2VBjZjSa8/s320/IMG_4751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berne's family got Ava a dog for Christmas. I think it's the perfect breed, stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg3tRVjPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CXU-gCUTzxw/s1600-h/IMG_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244192864439538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwg3tRVjPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CXU-gCUTzxw/s320/IMG_4753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Ashlyn and Alyssa opening their new Polly Pocket's and pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLxaGYTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WU2GX18d55c/s1600-h/IMG_4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421242338549063986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLxaGYTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WU2GX18d55c/s320/IMG_4745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava with all her new goods in her grocery cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLpo0PQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/M9M8WAY17GY/s1600-h/IMG_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421242336463305986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLpo0PQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/M9M8WAY17GY/s320/IMG_4743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Working together.  Ashlyn supervised the whole unwrapping of presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLARvetI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ax09CEJKKxk/s1600-h/IMG_4723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421242325360671442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfLARvetI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ax09CEJKKxk/s320/IMG_4723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children make Christmas so much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfKwKSI9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/1P_GsSqRH2Q/s1600-h/IMG_4734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421242321034421202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfKwKSI9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/1P_GsSqRH2Q/s320/IMG_4734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfKWflaKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/khGspJEzoMA/s1600-h/IMG_4740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421242314144442530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwfKWflaKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/khGspJEzoMA/s320/IMG_4740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is serious business for Alyssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwdh5z7e6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/XPriIFqZiwo/s1600-h/IMG_4725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421240519738751906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwdh5z7e6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/XPriIFqZiwo/s320/IMG_4725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava is trying to say, "Hey, back off, I can do it myself." But Ashlyn and Alyssa didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdhvIP7BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nVWPXsjSQJw/s1600-h/IMG_4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421240516871187474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdhvIP7BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nVWPXsjSQJw/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdhNZkJNI/AAAAAAAAAi4/u0YSGwYvor8/s1600-h/IMG_4717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421240507817010386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdhNZkJNI/AAAAAAAAAi4/u0YSGwYvor8/s320/IMG_4717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava's sleepy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwdg-b0dBI/AAAAAAAAAiw/NRSVRwcMSZE/s1600-h/IMG_4719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421240503799936018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Szwdg-b0dBI/AAAAAAAAAiw/NRSVRwcMSZE/s320/IMG_4719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening stockings was always my favorite thing to do on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdgRfyPGI/AAAAAAAAAio/-HPesIP1_dI/s1600-h/IMG_4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421240491736972386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwdgRfyPGI/AAAAAAAAAio/-HPesIP1_dI/s320/IMG_4718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-243cab44f52b07cf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D243cab44f52b07cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C34F665835C961D31E39B76A0B511602C52BB57.59C77215D820C4B2A81D3AF95CC547B6568BB0A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D243cab44f52b07cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsghIYOb8GE8kRINAhda8KljcNnI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D243cab44f52b07cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C34F665835C961D31E39B76A0B511602C52BB57.59C77215D820C4B2A81D3AF95CC547B6568BB0A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D243cab44f52b07cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsghIYOb8GE8kRINAhda8KljcNnI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava with one of her new puppies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3806055169360358073?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3806055169360358073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/wonderful-christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3806055169360358073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3806055169360358073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/wonderful-christmas-day.html' title='A Wonderful Christmas Day'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwjIJ-DyhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2se3gaZqBoA/s72-c/IMG_4778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1639008163728727010</id><published>2009-12-30T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:19:12.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve at Mema's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWBj8T9CI/AAAAAAAAAig/skm-HklXKHk/s1600-h/IMG_4715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232267531121698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWBj8T9CI/AAAAAAAAAig/skm-HklXKHk/s320/IMG_4715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Ava has the wrong coat on, but she likes flapping the sleeves around. She screamed when we took it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWBP6SFeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/QwxWfy1evXE/s1600-h/IMG_4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232262153901538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWBP6SFeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/QwxWfy1evXE/s320/IMG_4712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan's third manly gift of the gift exchange, Betty Boop nightgown and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWA-Fuf2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kn0ppb1_58o/s1600-h/IMG_4704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232257370062690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWA-Fuf2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kn0ppb1_58o/s320/IMG_4704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of Mema's great granddaughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWAZY-1dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/pwWjbN2dk5o/s1600-h/IMG_4703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232247518713298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWAZY-1dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/pwWjbN2dk5o/s320/IMG_4703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a first. Ashlyn hugging Brad. She usually asks if Brad is going to be there before she decides if she wants to go. Alyssa and she made plans about what to do if Brad tickled them before we went to Mema's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwV_8RMdkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/9VLT8YNhpww/s1600-h/IMG_4702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232239701423682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwV_8RMdkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/9VLT8YNhpww/s320/IMG_4702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's that cute smile again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUWjpgbnI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1-0IFqC95uM/s1600-h/IMG_4695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230429206244978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUWjpgbnI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1-0IFqC95uM/s320/IMG_4695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adelie the photographer. Alyssa also was a photographer most of the night. She took some pretty good pictures. She would get real close to you and say smile. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUWAAYcRI/AAAAAAAAAhw/BCrEIj53644/s1600-h/IMG_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230419638513938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUWAAYcRI/AAAAAAAAAhw/BCrEIj53644/s320/IMG_4685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adelie Ann, my cousin Ambra's little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUV3f2dQI/AAAAAAAAAho/6tEYjsJ-R5A/s1600-h/IMG_4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230417354585346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUV3f2dQI/AAAAAAAAAho/6tEYjsJ-R5A/s320/IMG_4687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother Micah. We all enjoyed getting to spend time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUVldWCyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Qgdkq6gBEEU/s1600-h/IMG_4684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230412512234274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUVldWCyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Qgdkq6gBEEU/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad (taken by Alyssa Maye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230402458024418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwUVAAO-eI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ig7okFZna-Q/s320/IMG_4681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Holly and my cousin Melissa (again taken by Alyssa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc698f7f47f4cd68" 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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc698f7f47f4cd68%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6843E7EBA7D3CFCE7E8B40422ECDF95B56637BB0.2ABC7F1A9DEE40005D39BA05D64288EA99BF1D8C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc698f7f47f4cd68%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbwwjjVD8xkwJgzAIM6T2qI8cn-U&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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc698f7f47f4cd68%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6843E7EBA7D3CFCE7E8B40422ECDF95B56637BB0.2ABC7F1A9DEE40005D39BA05D64288EA99BF1D8C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc698f7f47f4cd68%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbwwjjVD8xkwJgzAIM6T2qI8cn-U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava loves animals. She couldn't stay away from Danny Boy, Mema's bird. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1639008163728727010?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1639008163728727010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-at-memas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1639008163728727010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1639008163728727010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-at-memas.html' title='Christmas Eve at Mema&apos;s'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwWBj8T9CI/AAAAAAAAAig/skm-HklXKHk/s72-c/IMG_4715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1646789666275688876</id><published>2009-12-30T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:56:21.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Funny Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwI4TCVOMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XbaAX1RClRk/s1600-h/IMG_4639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421217814722984130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwI4TCVOMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XbaAX1RClRk/s320/IMG_4639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa and Ashlyn dressed up and pretended to go trick or treating. I love Ashlyn's smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwI4Dtl1BI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0FRyilGt6dc/s1600-h/IMG_4632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421217810609460242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwI4Dtl1BI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0FRyilGt6dc/s320/IMG_4632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava started walking the Monday after Thanksgiving. We went to the Discovery Center a couple of weeks later, and it was like a totally new experience for her. She could hardly breathe she was so excited to "run" around for the first time by herself. I couldn't stop smiling. She was such a joy to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83408fba2969ffa7" 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://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83408fba2969ffa7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26AC0DC21BA8A5C3F9F8961D7BE4FD4B936FD40F.738BCF991A7073F61CBC374B7FA0811C0D35A55A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83408fba2969ffa7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKHiVTLVmyg9yp8yZi81ZHefojIw&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://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83408fba2969ffa7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26AC0DC21BA8A5C3F9F8961D7BE4FD4B936FD40F.738BCF991A7073F61CBC374B7FA0811C0D35A55A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83408fba2969ffa7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKHiVTLVmyg9yp8yZi81ZHefojIw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn and Alyssa play dress-up most of the day, everyday. This is Alyssa doing her favorite dance move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7b369c6b795e71f7" 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://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b369c6b795e71f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D362E4473767F103DC1A07168A4F3CAC4D164405D.59CD170D1522B2A59830C5047AEE6327724E2CF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b369c6b795e71f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMelmMTt4gnx-Wh_rze_JeIsjUhU&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://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b369c6b795e71f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D362E4473767F103DC1A07168A4F3CAC4D164405D.59CD170D1522B2A59830C5047AEE6327724E2CF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b369c6b795e71f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMelmMTt4gnx-Wh_rze_JeIsjUhU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava acted so funny with these two teddy bear Christmas ornaments. She would get down on the floor, growl at them, and scoot backwards over and over again. I can't figure out why, but it sure was funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1646789666275688876?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1646789666275688876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-funny-girls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1646789666275688876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1646789666275688876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-funny-girls.html' title='My Funny Girls'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SzwI4TCVOMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XbaAX1RClRk/s72-c/IMG_4639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8241602930384546787</id><published>2009-12-07T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:11:05.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While, So What's Been Going On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3Mxh35jqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ohRGtaLZz24/s1600-h/IMG_4595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412707478447689378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3Mxh35jqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ohRGtaLZz24/s320/IMG_4595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa had their first dance show last week. They did a "Hawaiian Dolls" tap dance, and they were snow drops for their ballet. They did much better than I anticipated. They had rehearsals Monday night for 3 hours, Wednesday night dress rehearsal for 4 1/2 hours, and the show Thursday night. I was a backstage mom on Wednesday. We had the largest 3-5 year old class and they remembered their dance better than most of the classes. They wanted to do it all again, so I guess we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MxRbczwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/K7gXcZR3XyI/s1600-h/IMG_4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412707474033397506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MxRbczwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/K7gXcZR3XyI/s320/IMG_4584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava finally started walking on her own Dec. 1st. She's known how to walk for a while, but she waited until she was really good at it before she put it in use. She's so proud of herself, walking all over the house and around the table, following after me and her sisters. She also can undecorate the tree in record time. She's happy to have a new mode of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MxKrHJEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/uVGSBcKfaU0/s1600-h/IMG_4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412707472220038210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MxKrHJEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/uVGSBcKfaU0/s320/IMG_4580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow jumping. I didn't think it sounded fun, but Ashlyn and Alyssa sure loved it. This was Sunday afternoon after Thanksgiving. It snowed huge flake most of the day, but it was only about 33 degrees with no wind, so it wasn't too bitter outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MwsjGHuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GQi7suNXHLs/s1600-h/IMG_4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412707464133353186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MwsjGHuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GQi7suNXHLs/s320/IMG_4575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blaine surprised us on Nov. 21st by coming home from Walmart with this, a new trampoline. So of course we had to set it up that day. Is it a early Christmas present? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MwE1CnBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MrxJH_s1vb4/s1600-h/IMG_4569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412707453471202322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3MwE1CnBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MrxJH_s1vb4/s320/IMG_4569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava loves playing with baby dolls. It must be because she sees her sisters playing with them all the time. But she hasn't quite figured out where to feed the baby. Hopefully she doesn't try this on a real baby. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8241602930384546787?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8241602930384546787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while-so-whats-been-going-on.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8241602930384546787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8241602930384546787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while-so-whats-been-going-on.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While, So What&apos;s Been Going On...'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sx3Mxh35jqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ohRGtaLZz24/s72-c/IMG_4595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7400498525329670991</id><published>2009-11-04T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:30:23.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love Family Portaits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFtBDmHVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kxsGB4DnEKI/s1600-h/0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400455542850592082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFtBDmHVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kxsGB4DnEKI/s320/0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFtFDXWYI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O9szjyx1uZY/s1600-h/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400455543923366274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFtFDXWYI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O9szjyx1uZY/s320/0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFsisnecI/AAAAAAAAAgI/UKFPgmzscCQ/s1600-h/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400455534701148610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFsisnecI/AAAAAAAAAgI/UKFPgmzscCQ/s320/0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFsU1BvHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/01C-YJP07Fw/s1600-h/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400455530978327666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFsU1BvHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/01C-YJP07Fw/s320/0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to put in these pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa when they were two. Alyssa kept crying whenever we started trying to take her picture. They've grown up so much since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBvi6ZII/AAAAAAAAAf4/nRb9RqlTU_c/s1600-h/a+(31).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400453699904103554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBvi6ZII/AAAAAAAAAf4/nRb9RqlTU_c/s320/a+(31).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweet little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBaPmVXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/XGexsStkVLI/s1600-h/a+(29).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400453694185952626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBaPmVXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/XGexsStkVLI/s320/a+(29).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa was being a pill, but what a cute pill she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBFkEDEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vy-2q-t-UCA/s1600-h/a+(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400453688634641474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEBFkEDEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vy-2q-t-UCA/s320/a+(14).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava Climbing Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEA8b0X4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/UnyNVdLuxv8/s1600-h/a+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400453686184140674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEA8b0X4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/UnyNVdLuxv8/s320/a+(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My One year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEAQxr26I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QxhQ7b8eZc8/s1600-h/a+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400453674464697250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJEAQxr26I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QxhQ7b8eZc8/s320/a+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought our family picture turned out pretty good considering we were all coming down with cold and ... well, we're just not very photogenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4724235902134838140-7400498525329670991?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7400498525329670991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-love-family-portaits.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7400498525329670991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7400498525329670991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-love-family-portaits.html' title='We Love Family Portaits'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJFtBDmHVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kxsGB4DnEKI/s72-c/0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5022156186969205442</id><published>2009-11-04T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:11:06.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBcBtAjaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vI2AU21LJkE/s1600-h/IMG_4516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400450852920004002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBcBtAjaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vI2AU21LJkE/s320/IMG_4516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBb9UEDlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uyzYK1KoSQ4/s1600-h/IMG_4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400450851741634130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBb9UEDlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uyzYK1KoSQ4/s320/IMG_4515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBbmKUUnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/FnGnur0xG1I/s1600-h/IMG_4513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400450845526741618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBbmKUUnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/FnGnur0xG1I/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBbWHj9-I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Lr3E9uKV8m4/s1600-h/IMG_4559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400450841220216802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBbWHj9-I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Lr3E9uKV8m4/s320/IMG_4559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa helped carve pumpkins this year. I was impressed with how well they did getting the seeds out. Then they helped decide what kind of faces they wanted me to carve. I used washable markers to draw on the faces. It worked really good because the lines wiped right off after I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5022156186969205442?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5022156186969205442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/carving-pumpkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5022156186969205442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5022156186969205442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvJBcBtAjaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vI2AU21LJkE/s72-c/IMG_4516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3211839273131459879</id><published>2009-11-04T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:55:03.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wicked Witch, The Good Witch and The Ladybug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8e9txIMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kutPNkrf0P0/s1600-h/IMG_4531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400445405830914242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8e9txIMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kutPNkrf0P0/s320/IMG_4531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa with Adelie and Coralynn their cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8eaf7zkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uLHsBbYXLWc/s1600-h/IMG_4538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400445396377652802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8eaf7zkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uLHsBbYXLWc/s320/IMG_4538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava doing her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8eMvr4II/AAAAAAAAAeg/BT1c_UMCDlk/s1600-h/IMG_4526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400445392685621378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8eMvr4II/AAAAAAAAAeg/BT1c_UMCDlk/s320/IMG_4526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she a cute ladybug. So soft and squishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8d8WAO1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/PmULJKcBYa4/s1600-h/IMG_4524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400445388282936146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8d8WAO1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/PmULJKcBYa4/s320/IMG_4524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8dXKrJiI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pvDaF2D-RsU/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400445378303305250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8dXKrJiI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pvDaF2D-RsU/s320/IMG_4521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn was so excited about Halloween. She told everyone she talked to that she was going to be the wicked witch and Alyssa was the beautiful good witch (sometimes princess) and Ava was a ladybug. We had a wonderful time trick-or-treating with their cousins and going to the trunk or treat at church. Ashlyn and Alyssa both were scared to death of "crandpa" who was dressed up as a scary skeleton monster. He stood out in the front yard scaring "parents". The only thing Ava was scared of was a man dressed as Winnie-the-Pooh.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3211839273131459879?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3211839273131459879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/wicked-witch-good-witch-and-ladybug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3211839273131459879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3211839273131459879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/wicked-witch-good-witch-and-ladybug.html' title='The Wicked Witch, The Good Witch and The Ladybug'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI8e9txIMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kutPNkrf0P0/s72-c/IMG_4531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1142414974672237663</id><published>2009-11-04T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:39:11.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Climber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3CWf1iKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rLj1HJ4mK0o/s1600-h/IMG_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439416709023906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3CWf1iKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rLj1HJ4mK0o/s320/IMG_4556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to climb our front steps over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3B4fpdNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rcR2O50nRXI/s1600-h/IMG_4512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439408655168722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3B4fpdNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rcR2O50nRXI/s320/IMG_4512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My newest toy box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3Bo1DfvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/lftM3oeD7HE/s1600-h/IMG_4497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439404449988338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3Bo1DfvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/lftM3oeD7HE/s320/IMG_4497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava's thoughts: I climb anything and anywhere. I search for new places to climb. When I spy a new climb, I crawl as fast as I can to get there. I'm always looking for higher more dangerous places to climb up on. Then I sit back (even if there isn't enough room to sit) and enjoy the view. Yes, I sat on the riding toy with my feet on the seat. Mom would have taken a picture, but she was keeping me from falling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1142414974672237663?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1142414974672237663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-climber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1142414974672237663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1142414974672237663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-climber.html' title='My Climber'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI3CWf1iKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rLj1HJ4mK0o/s72-c/IMG_4556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5036878002690586839</id><published>2009-11-04T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:18:34.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ballet Moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0u52BLgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xYnP477kS80/s1600-h/IMG_4509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0ug3kqII/AAAAAAAAAdo/MuTvOm2Kyt4/s1600-h/IMG_4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400436876872296578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0ug3kqII/AAAAAAAAAdo/MuTvOm2Kyt4/s320/IMG_4508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn practicing her very serious ballet pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0t8BywVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zdJyRPiwbb4/s1600-h/IMG_4502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400436866983051602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0t8BywVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zdJyRPiwbb4/s320/IMG_4502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn wanted to dance to her princess music while wearing a princess dress plus a tutu plus her new wings. She also wanted Ava dressed up to dance with her. Alyssa was spending the night at Grandmas, so Ava had to take her place. Ava didn't mind after we got rid of the wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5036878002690586839?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5036878002690586839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-ballet-moves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5036878002690586839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5036878002690586839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-ballet-moves.html' title='Our Ballet Moves'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SvI0ug3kqII/AAAAAAAAAdo/MuTvOm2Kyt4/s72-c/IMG_4508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6020624899213163877</id><published>2009-10-19T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:52:59.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4M-AD2-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EexjKD8GbXo/s1600-h/IMG_4487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388986624203746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4M-AD2-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EexjKD8GbXo/s320/IMG_4487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava laughing at Ashlyn and Alyssa playing volleyball with the balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4MVuuczI/AAAAAAAAAdI/4cArHeWkWYs/s1600-h/IMG_4477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388975814079282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4MVuuczI/AAAAAAAAAdI/4cArHeWkWYs/s320/IMG_4477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyssa thought Ava really blew out her candle. The look on her face was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4LhinQFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SL6mfvMsqhg/s1600-h/IMG_4468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388961804632146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4LhinQFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SL6mfvMsqhg/s320/IMG_4468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava giving kisses to her new doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4K-CsCDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/200rrOrrZH4/s1600-h/IMG_4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388952275486770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4K-CsCDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/200rrOrrZH4/s320/IMG_4463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava was done unwrapping presents after she got her little purple doll. Ashlyn and Alyssa finished up for her. She got two dolls, two cool books, and lots of beautiful clothes. Thanks everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4KAvoaII/AAAAAAAAAcw/QZswEouX65s/s1600-h/IMG_4457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388935820994690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sty4KAvoaII/AAAAAAAAAcw/QZswEouX65s/s320/IMG_4457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava helped decorate with the crape paper. We had Ava's party on Saturday with just family invited. We missed all their cousins who couldn't come because they were sick or had prior commitments. Ava really enjoyed herself though. She loved her presents and making a mess of her cake. She showed off for everyone. She knew something special was going on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took Ava to the doctor on Monday morning. She weighed 22.2 pounds and was 29 1/2 inches tall. She was in the 75% for height, weight, and head. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124362936312002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHh18ZYMI/AAAAAAAAAco/CIttf2cDC7I/s320/IMG_4455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava only likes to eat and drink if she gets to do it for herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHhVvDYFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Ga92Tfdn3X4/s1600-h/IMG_4453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124354290409554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHhVvDYFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Ga92Tfdn3X4/s320/IMG_4453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The easiest way to eat rice: hold the bowl over your entire face and open your mouth, at least some is sure to make it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHg5-eCTI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Os8FyuMqX7U/s1600-h/IMG_4449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124346838878514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHg5-eCTI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Os8FyuMqX7U/s320/IMG_4449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look a little funny because I have a whole donut hole in my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHgcHzSiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/pIQTa1Q3cOE/s1600-h/IMG_4442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124338824956450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHgcHzSiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/pIQTa1Q3cOE/s320/IMG_4442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe Ava is one. It seems like only yesterday she was a baby. Then at the same time it feels like she has been one of the family forever. We went to the Donut Stop for breakfast and to Chop Chop for dinner then the park for her birthday. Mostly because I haven't been in the mood to cook this week. Saturday we'll have her real party. She still isn't walking but she's getting very close. In fact, the morning of her birthday she stood up across the living room from me, took a couple of steps, then crawled the rest of the way. It won't be long. She still has seven teeth but is cutting all 4 one-year molars right now (one has already broken through). She's still a happy baby through it all.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8407413114764583510?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8407413114764583510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/avas-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8407413114764583510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8407413114764583510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/avas-one.html' title='Ava&apos;s One!!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StvHh18ZYMI/AAAAAAAAAco/CIttf2cDC7I/s72-c/IMG_4455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6139343798150089675</id><published>2009-10-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:28:35.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking at Lake Marvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKvAR2rHgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zSRXThWnElw/s1600-h/IMG_4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564123243486722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKvAR2rHgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zSRXThWnElw/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyssa Bird with a pail of rocks and new pink puffer coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu_iQ2kzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/F24cT96fBnE/s1600-h/IMG_4427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564110468387634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu_iQ2kzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/F24cT96fBnE/s320/IMG_4427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granddaddy and Ashlyn preparing to throw rocks in the pond below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu-xYFEcI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ueG7qSL0tn4/s1600-h/IMG_4431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564097345360322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu-xYFEcI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ueG7qSL0tn4/s320/IMG_4431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his girls by the big cottonwood tree. I was so proud of Ashlyn and Alyssa. They walked most of the way by themselves and didn't complain about the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu-eHCRqI/AAAAAAAAAbw/S--m3oRod3E/s1600-h/IMG_4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564092173600418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu-eHCRqI/AAAAAAAAAbw/S--m3oRod3E/s320/IMG_4425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava was cold and tired, so I zipped her up in my outer jacket and she fell asleep for most of the hike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu96jIGoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hXIb4B4bgXg/s1600-h/IMG_4421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391564082627746434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKu96jIGoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hXIb4B4bgXg/s320/IMG_4421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turkeys!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-6139343798150089675?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6139343798150089675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiking-at-lake-marvin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6139343798150089675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6139343798150089675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiking-at-lake-marvin.html' title='Hiking at Lake Marvin'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKvAR2rHgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zSRXThWnElw/s72-c/IMG_4426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1381160952880611298</id><published>2009-10-11T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:16:10.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canadian, TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlQH8NsiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/f9HlNG-0rtw/s1600-h/IMG_4434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391553400343999010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlQH8NsiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/f9HlNG-0rtw/s320/IMG_4434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate at the Fillin' Station after hiking at Lake Marvin. It is an old Filling Station converted to a restaurant with a pud in the back. We sat at a table made from the old car lift. The glass top is just mounted to the lift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlPuDac2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/ayaC3GNTZEk/s1600-h/IMG_4418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391553393394873186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlPuDac2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/ayaC3GNTZEk/s320/IMG_4418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying an ice cream at the old fashioned soda fountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlO6pOGMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UKuXSZKcVhw/s1600-h/IMG_4420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391553379594803394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlO6pOGMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UKuXSZKcVhw/s320/IMG_4420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine and Ava checking out some of the wonderful antiques in the store connected to the soda fountain. I love the restored tin ceiling tiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlOSFv5LI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jXM5cABJpKA/s1600-h/IMG_4417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391553368708605106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlOSFv5LI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jXM5cABJpKA/s320/IMG_4417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlNyUkWaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VMfuLDTlmqs/s1600-h/IMG_4419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391553360180828578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlNyUkWaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VMfuLDTlmqs/s320/IMG_4419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love taking the hour drive from Pampa north east to Canadian. Canadian is a beautiful little Panhandle town. It's off the caprock, so there are more trees. It's about the best place in the Panhandle to enjoy some fall foliage. That's what we planned on doing so come rain or shine we went. It ended up being cloudy and misting with a high of 34 degrees, but that didn't stop us. We first stopped at the soda fountain to warm up with some ice cream. Ava has her spoon ready to help daddy dig in to his brownie bottom sundae. Then we looked around at the antiques next door. Then it was time to go out to Lake Marvin to enjoy the fall foliage. We saw lots of turkeys and deer along the road out to the lake. When we got there, we all put on at least 2 jackets and coats. Then we were off. We hiked to the pond to throw rocks and to the 100 foot tall cottonwood tree. Total, we were outside about an hour and a half. It felt great to get back in the car. The car said the temperature was 32 degrees but that doesn't count the wind chill and mist. Brr! We headed back to town to eat dinner at the Fillin' Station. They have good home cooked food. I had chicken noodle soup with homemade egg noodles. Perfect after a cold hike. We didn't go this time, but the Cattle Exchange is a really good steakhouse there. It's pretty pricey though. So that was our adventure in Canadian, TX.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1381160952880611298?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1381160952880611298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1381160952880611298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1381160952880611298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to.html' title='Canadian, TX'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/StKlQH8NsiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/f9HlNG-0rtw/s72-c/IMG_4434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6069899306696430968</id><published>2009-10-05T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:09:51.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ3HEKp6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/YVQv849jFxE/s1600-h/IMG_4410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208811821770658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ3HEKp6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/YVQv849jFxE/s320/IMG_4410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ2qvDy2I/AAAAAAAAAaw/JxcmeyQ2IJk/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208804217047906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ2qvDy2I/AAAAAAAAAaw/JxcmeyQ2IJk/s320/IMG_4409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ15Jho6I/AAAAAAAAAao/v0JWwFtLpmw/s1600-h/IMG_4414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208790906282914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ15Jho6I/AAAAAAAAAao/v0JWwFtLpmw/s320/IMG_4414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa and Ashlyn lead the way in the maize maze. It was fun because they had a maze designed for preschoolers. Perfect for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ1QRcOHI/AAAAAAAAAag/_hrvKKnvyp0/s1600-h/IMG_4404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208779933628530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ1QRcOHI/AAAAAAAAAag/_hrvKKnvyp0/s320/IMG_4404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls other favorite thing: the pumpkin jumper. Ava loved the jumper, too. She thinks she is as big as her sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ0lG4S6I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7ldpfglZ6NU/s1600-h/IMG_4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208768346606498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ0lG4S6I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7ldpfglZ6NU/s320/IMG_4405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava on the inside track.&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/4724235902134838140-6069899306696430968?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6069899306696430968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-fun-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6069899306696430968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6069899306696430968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-fun-farm.html' title='More Fun Farm'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SspQ3HEKp6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/YVQv849jFxE/s72-c/IMG_4410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5184863688063277393</id><published>2009-10-04T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:56:31.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Fall at Maxwell's Fun Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sslow3RxFwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/INXlcxEwll4/s1600-h/IMG_4392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953617806989058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sslow3RxFwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/INXlcxEwll4/s320/IMG_4392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the corn box (and trying to eat it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslowHoBFmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kiFlpecnIMI/s1600-h/IMG_4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953605015410274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslowHoBFmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kiFlpecnIMI/s320/IMG_4391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;, Alyssa, and I on top of the dirt hill with slides built into it. The slides went pretty fast. Alyssa and I really liked it, the landing was a little hard on me though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sslovk3XMlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-tckShkPQL0/s1600-h/IMG_4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953595684532818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sslovk3XMlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-tckShkPQL0/s320/IMG_4389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa coming out of the "scary" hay bale tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslovE6IXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HhwSade4mDg/s1600-h/IMG_4384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953587106209410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslovE6IXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HhwSade4mDg/s320/IMG_4384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing king of the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslousWt0zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/NFXGh3PqEAM/s1600-h/IMG_4381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953580515218226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SslousWt0zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/NFXGh3PqEAM/s320/IMG_4381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls most favorite: the cow train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-5184863688063277393?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-this-looks-like-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/919174766155871208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/919174766155871208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-this-looks-like-fun.html' title='Does This Looks Like Fun?'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWUAJgxQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dgnG2A7W-a4/s1600-h/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386329687228204290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWUAJgxQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dgnG2A7W-a4/s320/IMG_4364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We broke down and got Ashlyn and Alyssa a set of Polly Pockets. Of course, Ava had to play with them too, but she only gets to play with the "big" pieces. She crawled around for an hour with a Polly Pocket pet cat's head in her mouth. She throws loud but short fits when she doesn't get what she wants like when we tried to take the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWTlHdQbI/AAAAAAAAAZY/jTeUeLbkEac/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386329679971828146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWTlHdQbI/AAAAAAAAAZY/jTeUeLbkEac/s320/IMG_4358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How Ava helps load the dishwasher: she adds a little liquid to the soap dispenser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWTZqghUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PSJQ8zc2tX8/s1600-h/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386329676897617218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWTZqghUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PSJQ8zc2tX8/s320/IMG_4349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava just figured out she could pull herself up in her bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWS4kwrfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/_bxG8TMYu8A/s1600-h/IMG_4348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386329668015140338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWS4kwrfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/_bxG8TMYu8A/s320/IMG_4348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like Ava's in a precarious situation. She's already slammed or mashed her fingers in several drawers and cabinets. She was a very girly, pitiful pain cry. Plus she looks at the closest person like they hurt her. So sad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a736a57e066b24c9" 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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da736a57e066b24c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CA9003BC64BFFC8569B3E3C59BAE654E2BBD98.26D37B0377A4DBE7F2F8E518EFA9AF14E0A99FE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da736a57e066b24c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbeA0l66C-hEL7ADf-aunzrjRQYg&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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da736a57e066b24c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CA9003BC64BFFC8569B3E3C59BAE654E2BBD98.26D37B0377A4DBE7F2F8E518EFA9AF14E0A99FE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da736a57e066b24c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbeA0l66C-hEL7ADf-aunzrjRQYg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava figured out how to use this chair as a walker to get all over the kitchen, today. She has a pretty long attention span for an 11 month old. She worked at "walking" around the kitchen and getting her toys for about 30 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b972a4987cedc7da" 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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db972a4987cedc7da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D127B0E4C72DC0ECA792C30C755626DB72656BF8B.85080D665F229657610C109848D098CC3A85468A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db972a4987cedc7da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dekjbcn8pIjc_NMhvtJHjyL-lAYM&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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db972a4987cedc7da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D127B0E4C72DC0ECA792C30C755626DB72656BF8B.85080D665F229657610C109848D098CC3A85468A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db972a4987cedc7da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dekjbcn8pIjc_NMhvtJHjyL-lAYM&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/4724235902134838140-9035075917197118300?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9035075917197118300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-months-time-sure-flies-by.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/9035075917197118300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/9035075917197118300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-months-time-sure-flies-by.html' title='11 Months, Time Sure Flies By'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SsAWURFpDAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-ExAXEDl3nI/s72-c/IMG_4369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2443437541135783567</id><published>2009-09-13T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:23:32.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1Ey8GYVwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/et3ttzybjkQ/s1600-h/IMG_4342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381032771694647042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1Ey8GYVwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/et3ttzybjkQ/s320/IMG_4342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new use for the swimming pool, a roof for our fort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1EySxTMUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/zoFoqeuX2Pk/s1600-h/IMG_4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381032760600375618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1EySxTMUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/zoFoqeuX2Pk/s320/IMG_4337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; with Ava &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt; out enjoying the 68 degree weather. That's what I call perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1ExztUHKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mphygp2K-LI/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381032752262159522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1ExztUHKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mphygp2K-LI/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava likes both hands full all the time. She carried this baby doll around all evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1ExYhnmDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RhYHAGgYBLI/s1600-h/IMG_4332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381032744965347378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1ExYhnmDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RhYHAGgYBLI/s320/IMG_4332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Grill Master"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1Ewq2ca0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/DTT1OO7-Mgg/s1600-h/IMG_4336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381032732704664386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1Ewq2ca0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/DTT1OO7-Mgg/s320/IMG_4336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grandmama&lt;/span&gt;, Granddaddy, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; came over Saturday night. We grilled out 7-up chicken with vegetables and the kids played outside. We loving having our family so close to us. We're truly blessed.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2443437541135783567?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2443437541135783567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-weather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2443437541135783567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2443437541135783567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-weather.html' title='Perfect Weather'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1Ey8GYVwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/et3ttzybjkQ/s72-c/IMG_4342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8065646123290882220</id><published>2009-09-13T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:08:21.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1BADe6qMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bxpX9VHcmZA/s1600-h/IMG_4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028598968395970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1BADe6qMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bxpX9VHcmZA/s320/IMG_4316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa are getting so big. They are a joy to be around (most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A_j6TsHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0ShXo8IEg5Q/s1600-h/IMG_4309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028590493347954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A_j6TsHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0ShXo8IEg5Q/s320/IMG_4309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava loves being near and play with her big sisters. Sometimes her sisters don't like her kind of play, but most of the time they're pretty good sports. Ava also lets Ashlyn know when she doesn't like her taking her toys. She just bites her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A_HB5vOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LzvNGgBmtHU/s1600-h/IMG_4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028582740573410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A_HB5vOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LzvNGgBmtHU/s320/IMG_4297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa and Ashlyn made clay creations with the Owens one morning. I thought they were all very creative. This is Lyssa's worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A-py2IYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9WQSIE6kBN0/s1600-h/IMG_4289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028574892794242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A-py2IYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9WQSIE6kBN0/s320/IMG_4289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Ava sleeping with her Daddy. She's a Daddy's girl. She gets so excited when he gets home from work. I think it makes Daddy's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A-M4W0MI/AAAAAAAAAX4/753I0NXabDk/s1600-h/IMG_4287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028567131279554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1A-M4W0MI/AAAAAAAAAX4/753I0NXabDk/s320/IMG_4287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My eyes are still big and blue.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8065646123290882220?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8065646123290882220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-girls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8065646123290882220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8065646123290882220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-girls.html' title='My Girls'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq1BADe6qMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bxpX9VHcmZA/s72-c/IMG_4316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1097147130247424120</id><published>2009-09-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:50:55.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Owens!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-MQQA8KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MDvJ79QbCGU/s1600-h/IMG_4304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381025510019100834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-MQQA8KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MDvJ79QbCGU/s320/IMG_4304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-L4uzXOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/FKlM2eltEdM/s1600-h/IMG_4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381025503705783522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-L4uzXOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/FKlM2eltEdM/s320/IMG_4301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-LYUC8nI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zkeQ5dBGG7E/s1600-h/IMG_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381025495003624050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-LYUC8nI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zkeQ5dBGG7E/s320/IMG_4294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-KlGlXAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/I7QcPSE5Tvs/s1600-h/IMG_4293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381025481256950786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-KlGlXAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/I7QcPSE5Tvs/s320/IMG_4293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-KWFxZQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WjZI7C7OFeM/s1600-h/IMG_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381025477227013378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-KWFxZQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WjZI7C7OFeM/s320/IMG_4291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're missing the the Owen's family, but we're glad we got to spend some time with them before they moved. Hope you are doing great!&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/4724235902134838140-1097147130247424120?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1097147130247424120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-owens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1097147130247424120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1097147130247424120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-owens.html' title='Missing the Owens!!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sq0-MQQA8KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MDvJ79QbCGU/s72-c/IMG_4304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5456505733330428947</id><published>2009-08-18T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:12:42.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotbvGqfKVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ayZ9rYf6GeI/s1600-h/IMG_4284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487845370243410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotbvGqfKVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ayZ9rYf6GeI/s320/IMG_4284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe she's 10 months old. Ava's such a sweetie and curious as can be. She already gets a hold of things the twins never managed to get. She "crawls" around pretty good, but not in the traditional sort of way. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371485001507074418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZJkcq8XI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Azg-RDNKt0g/s320/IMG_4267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Uncle Wayne Brooks (Granddad's last surviving brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZI0AHppI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xTs0w_uZB14/s1600-h/IMG_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484988502419090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZI0AHppI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xTs0w_uZB14/s320/IMG_4264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday night before the funeral there were 40 something people over at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZIVrDOHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WRBK1lW4nZ8/s1600-h/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484980360984690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZIVrDOHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WRBK1lW4nZ8/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZHyaftRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NtrAma9IteA/s1600-h/IMG_4254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484970896307474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZHyaftRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NtrAma9IteA/s320/IMG_4254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandma with Evie (one of her great grandchildren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZHfq4QqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iLZUO5laNzs/s1600-h/IMG_4262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484965864751778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZHfq4QqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iLZUO5laNzs/s320/IMG_4262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Granddad passed away peacefully on July 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. His funeral services were held on August 3rd in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pampa&lt;/span&gt;. It was like a family reunion with a really good turn out. We got to visit with people I've never met and with others we haven't seen in years.  We'll miss Granddad!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8032755605522185478?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8032755605522185478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/peaceful-passing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8032755605522185478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8032755605522185478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/peaceful-passing.html' title='A Peaceful Passing'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SotZJkcq8XI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Azg-RDNKt0g/s72-c/IMG_4267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1095970409079345781</id><published>2009-08-17T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:38:29.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting New People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolarWGHTwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3jkHEoCyLdo/s1600-h/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370923731328126722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolarWGHTwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3jkHEoCyLdo/s320/IMG_4251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;, and Bella playing hide and seek outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Solaq-1ulOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jWPjZkVtP-Q/s1600-h/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370923725085381858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Solaq-1ulOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jWPjZkVtP-Q/s320/IMG_4241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammy with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Louanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolaqKJ_cjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8xKc891EvkE/s1600-h/IMG_4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370923710943294002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolaqKJ_cjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8xKc891EvkE/s320/IMG_4252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Louanna&lt;/span&gt; playing doctor with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolapnL00LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/D5AdQSYECvc/s1600-h/IMG_4246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370923701555744946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolapnL00LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/D5AdQSYECvc/s320/IMG_4246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Annalou&lt;/span&gt; with grandson, Taylor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Solaow2hKdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lGMmLlVWTpI/s1600-h/IMG_4237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370923686970862034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Solaow2hKdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lGMmLlVWTpI/s320/IMG_4237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;, her two daughters and grandchildren came to visit for the first time on July 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Grammy was thrilled to have some of her relatives from Mexico come. They brought lots of family history stories and information, made from scratch enchiladas and visited and played with everyone. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Annalou&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;. Jasmine and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Louanna&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Annalou's&lt;/span&gt; daughters, and Isabella (Bella) and Taylor are Jasmine's children.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1095970409079345781?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1095970409079345781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-new-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1095970409079345781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1095970409079345781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-new-people.html' title='Meeting New People'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SolarWGHTwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3jkHEoCyLdo/s72-c/IMG_4251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7400119963163720258</id><published>2009-07-22T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:54:36.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmfN2bX4_QI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dCUcdMNVZVU/s1600-h/IMG_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361480216352455938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmfN2bX4_QI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dCUcdMNVZVU/s320/IMG_4204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmfN199APPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pVFw-PvPCbw/s1600-h/IMG_4207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361480208455056626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmfN199APPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pVFw-PvPCbw/s320/IMG_4207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Granddad, Reid Brooks, was baptised and confirmed a member of the church last Sunday, July 19, 2009. To put it mildly, he suprised us with his request Thursday night (just 3 days before). My Grandmother and her children have waited for this miracle for about 50 years. He supported four children on missions, but never attended a church meeting or baptism. Just last week Blaine had commented that he needed to get baptised. There was a wonderful spirit felt at the baptismal service with members from the Pampa ward present and also nonmember family attending. My Dad carried his Dad down into the water and preformed the baptism. Then carried him out again. It was such a sweet experience. I know the rest of our family wanted to be there. Granddad knows you wanted to be there too.&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/4724235902134838140-7400119963163720258?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7400119963163720258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-long-time-coming.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7400119963163720258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7400119963163720258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-long-time-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time Coming!!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmfN2bX4_QI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dCUcdMNVZVU/s72-c/IMG_4204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3979584609671198936</id><published>2009-07-21T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:22:49.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months Old And...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPXY_0SOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/DxYvP9-iXog/s1600-h/IMG_4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361130038441036002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPXY_0SOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/DxYvP9-iXog/s320/IMG_4195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. Got my first pair of boy pajama's from Dad. Dad said, "Walmart didn't have any girl pajamas in size 18 month." He said the same thing when he came home with Thomas the train pajamas for the twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPXEKp-HI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3bapllpWlaE/s1600-h/IMG_4175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361130032849352818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPXEKp-HI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3bapllpWlaE/s320/IMG_4175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. I am VERY busy. Mom thinks I am more curious than the twins. Maybe it's because I don't have a twin to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPWin231I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DtNe1Wf7jKk/s1600-h/IMG_4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361130023845027666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPWin231I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DtNe1Wf7jKk/s320/IMG_4186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. I only like to eat food if I can feed it to myself. So what if I'm a little messy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am trying my best to get my belly off the floor and get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed80092eaf58a874" 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://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded80092eaf58a874%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C6C164632BF0F7F57F76CD6EBD441A37F5C3576.33B906D7387A1D32C5A3CC4537239E536D105645%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded80092eaf58a874%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDwBf-EWfucpb3e67zomr0DhAuSo&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://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded80092eaf58a874%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C6C164632BF0F7F57F76CD6EBD441A37F5C3576.33B906D7387A1D32C5A3CC4537239E536D105645%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded80092eaf58a874%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDwBf-EWfucpb3e67zomr0DhAuSo&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/4724235902134838140-3979584609671198936?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ed80092eaf58a874&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3979584609671198936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-months-old-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3979584609671198936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3979584609671198936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-months-old-and.html' title='9 Months Old And...'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmaPXY_0SOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/DxYvP9-iXog/s72-c/IMG_4195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1167453991238417545</id><published>2009-07-17T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:58:37.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYxeK92I/AAAAAAAAAVI/TpzMdkMX9RY/s1600-h/IMG_4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359432416237385570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYxeK92I/AAAAAAAAAVI/TpzMdkMX9RY/s320/IMG_4171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYqzL-MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ljWw6W3Oyaw/s1600-h/IMG_4170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359432414446483650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYqzL-MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ljWw6W3Oyaw/s320/IMG_4170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYDjGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/1xROps3BV8w/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359432403910010738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYDjGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/1xROps3BV8w/s320/IMG_4168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHX6blmcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CspXntJhm5w/s1600-h/IMG_4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359432401462598082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHX6blmcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CspXntJhm5w/s320/IMG_4160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHXWbY09I/AAAAAAAAAUo/hmR6H3db1aM/s1600-h/IMG_4157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359432391798084562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHXWbY09I/AAAAAAAAAUo/hmR6H3db1aM/s320/IMG_4157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love going to the Discovery Center. I get a little bit of a Mommy break and the girls get out of the house. We had a great time this week because my mom and my cousins who are close in age to my girls came with us. Ashlyn and Alyssa especially enjoyed playing with their "friend", Adria, who is 4 1/2. They had a great time getting to know their cousins again. Wish we could be around them more.&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/4724235902134838140-1167453991238417545?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1167453991238417545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/discovering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1167453991238417545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1167453991238417545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/discovering.html' title='Discovering'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SmCHYxeK92I/AAAAAAAAAVI/TpzMdkMX9RY/s72-c/IMG_4171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8132191905409155433</id><published>2009-07-08T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:08:57.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting So Big</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVQrHBrKLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MlEhM4dEHh8/s1600-h/IMG_4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356276033377740978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVQrHBrKLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MlEhM4dEHh8/s320/IMG_4150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyssa Maye sitting on her big girl bed with her hair fixed like a big girl's reading a book to herself like a big girl. Boy do I love that little girl.&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/4724235902134838140-8132191905409155433?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8132191905409155433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-so-big.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8132191905409155433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8132191905409155433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-so-big.html' title='Getting So Big'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVQrHBrKLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MlEhM4dEHh8/s72-c/IMG_4150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5536415408549031891</id><published>2009-07-08T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:04:50.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI6lJ0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/hB1DUl6btGc/s1600-h/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267503069979618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI6lJ0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/hB1DUl6btGc/s320/IMG_4142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI6OmxpsI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gkVdbfrgNRI/s1600-h/IMG_4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267497017419458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI6OmxpsI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gkVdbfrgNRI/s320/IMG_4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI5wGqegI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MtirbihA_Oo/s1600-h/IMG_4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267488829667842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI5wGqegI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MtirbihA_Oo/s320/IMG_4136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI5Ac_1gI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KF0B8koTwC0/s1600-h/IMG_4131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267476038440450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI5Ac_1gI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KF0B8koTwC0/s320/IMG_4131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI4sA0n3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/tCKDoezdM88/s1600-h/IMG_4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267470551555954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI4sA0n3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/tCKDoezdM88/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a nice 4th of July. Blaine got to enjoy a round of golf, while the rest of us took it pretty easy. Ava and I were recovering from being sick all week. I just had a deluxe summer cold, and Ava's cold turned into a deluxe double ear infection. So she got her first antibiotic, FUN. Ava is trying so hard to crawl and sometimes manages to do a kind of army crawl. I'm afraid she's going to be into everything when she starts moving. She is so curious. Now back to the 4th. Roberta's birthday is on the 4th, so we had a birthday dinner for her and everyone else's birthdays that we had missed lately. Yum! Home cooked ribs, potato salad, salad, corn-on-the-cob, and yes, homemade ice cream and from scratch chocolate cupcakes. Ashlyn and Alyssa ran around the backyard with their cousins and had a ball. After dinner, we took off to see the fireworks from my cousin Ambra's house (she conveniently lives two houses from the park right by where they shoot off the fireworks). Again the girls played with their cousins, and loved the fireworks. Ashlyn could be heard above the fireworks exclaiming, "Whoa", "That's so cool", "I love it", and "Coralynn come sit by me". She was so excited. Ava also watched the entire show. Every time she would hear the boom. She would kick her legs. After fireworks, we ate more ice cream and cake, got the girls dressed for bed, and headed home. All was quiet by the time we got home at 11:30.&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/4724235902134838140-5536415408549031891?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5536415408549031891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5536415408549031891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5536415408549031891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrating.html' title='Celebrating!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SlVI6lJ0Y-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/hB1DUl6btGc/s72-c/IMG_4142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2066943456751107360</id><published>2009-07-01T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:07:21.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! The Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7b42e0181e2fbb11" 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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b42e0181e2fbb11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18FC784AF0402C6F09C116048DB697D1C5F7B4BE.17B0DD5ECA9F8D06D6706342A2BB20696D6533F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b42e0181e2fbb11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DknVtNZ4ScS9H30d2Piwg_cyLszc&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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b42e0181e2fbb11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18FC784AF0402C6F09C116048DB697D1C5F7B4BE.17B0DD5ECA9F8D06D6706342A2BB20696D6533F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b42e0181e2fbb11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DknVtNZ4ScS9H30d2Piwg_cyLszc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom got pinwheels for the girls. Ava loved everything about it. She tried to mimic her sisters and got so excited she could hardly breath. Such a little thing to bring so much joy. And I'm not just talking about the pinwheels. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-2066943456751107360?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7b42e0181e2fbb11&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2066943456751107360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2066943456751107360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2066943456751107360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-little-things.html' title='Oh! The Little Things'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2953596211106352110</id><published>2009-07-01T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:50:35.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to cool off on a hot day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwekQjow4I/AAAAAAAAATw/nPRjqF7cVFA/s1600-h/DSC_8383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687665305240450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwekQjow4I/AAAAAAAAATw/nPRjqF7cVFA/s320/DSC_8383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwekChId7I/AAAAAAAAATo/pmKSFya-S0w/s1600-h/DSC_8415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687661536638898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwekChId7I/AAAAAAAAATo/pmKSFya-S0w/s320/DSC_8415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwejnazRvI/AAAAAAAAATg/FhTHrm2coQM/s1600-h/DSC_8394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687654262327026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwejnazRvI/AAAAAAAAATg/FhTHrm2coQM/s320/DSC_8394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fire engine came to the library for a visit. They said be prepared to get wet, but they didn't say be prepared to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drenched&lt;/span&gt;. It did feel pretty good on this very hot day. My girls just don't like cold or even cool water very much.&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/4724235902134838140-2953596211106352110?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2953596211106352110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-cool-off-on-hot-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2953596211106352110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2953596211106352110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-cool-off-on-hot-day.html' title='How to cool off on a hot day!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwekQjow4I/AAAAAAAAATw/nPRjqF7cVFA/s72-c/DSC_8383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2018272490053217047</id><published>2009-07-01T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:39:37.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19th: French Braids and Indian Face Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcFlq0ysI/AAAAAAAAATY/x0uXJNBPOgk/s1600-h/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353684939373333186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcFlq0ysI/AAAAAAAAATY/x0uXJNBPOgk/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcFWWKx_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ow-1lMu0XZU/s1600-h/IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353684935260162034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcFWWKx_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ow-1lMu0XZU/s320/IMG_4103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcE5bempI/AAAAAAAAATI/zy-HjyxPWZI/s1600-h/IMG_4100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353684927497804434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcE5bempI/AAAAAAAAATI/zy-HjyxPWZI/s320/IMG_4100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava slept in and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa were willing to let me practice french braiding. They have to be pretty patient because I'm not very fast. I think they look so cute though. Later. I was feeding Ava when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; comes in to inform me that Lyssa's being naughty. I found her under the kitchen table coloring-on her face. She tried to hide it under the upside down sunglasses. It didn't work. Today (July 1st) they both colored under the table and it wasn't on paper. Thank goodness for washable markers.&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/4724235902134838140-2018272490053217047?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2018272490053217047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-19th-french-braids-and-indian-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2018272490053217047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2018272490053217047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-19th-french-braids-and-indian-face.html' title='June 19th: French Braids and Indian Face Paint'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SkwcFlq0ysI/AAAAAAAAATY/x0uXJNBPOgk/s72-c/IMG_4104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7759535127140061882</id><published>2009-06-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:39:56.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee55da1285017ff1" 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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee55da1285017ff1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EAA45D435914DA3DB70C3660BF880E121A4109E.2A03CAE10D4D07CFEB37B901018169246C92B880%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee55da1285017ff1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn7RzEdSYDDHMccuiddoopWB1sUk&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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee55da1285017ff1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331471300%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EAA45D435914DA3DB70C3660BF880E121A4109E.2A03CAE10D4D07CFEB37B901018169246C92B880%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee55da1285017ff1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn7RzEdSYDDHMccuiddoopWB1sUk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava turned 8 months old today. She has just started eating some solid food. This is her second day to feed herself cheerios. I think she does pretty good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7759535127140061882?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ee55da1285017ff1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7759535127140061882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-months-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7759535127140061882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7759535127140061882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-months-old.html' title='8 Months Old'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3615266550545304095</id><published>2009-06-13T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:48:15.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing Beauties?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvym7YZI/AAAAAAAAASw/7iV89m4nKvY/s1600-h/IMG_4094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346992937122881938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvym7YZI/AAAAAAAAASw/7iV89m4nKvY/s320/IMG_4094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvvXC-5I/AAAAAAAAASo/bq7paUYaq8U/s1600-h/IMG_4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346992936250964882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvvXC-5I/AAAAAAAAASo/bq7paUYaq8U/s320/IMG_4093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvQ4KlqI/AAAAAAAAASg/NPte11YXYWA/s1600-h/IMG_4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346992928068376226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvQ4KlqI/AAAAAAAAASg/NPte11YXYWA/s320/IMG_4090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvAog-uI/AAAAAAAAASY/CO1Fr-jhSwE/s1600-h/IMG_4092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346992923707767522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvAog-uI/AAAAAAAAASY/CO1Fr-jhSwE/s320/IMG_4092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Friday was the first really warm nice day we have had since getting our pool. By late afternoon the water was nice a warm, so Ava got to swim for the first time. She liked it but was unsure about the over excited Ashlyn at the other end of the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-3615266550545304095?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3615266550545304095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/bathing-beauties.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3615266550545304095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3615266550545304095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/bathing-beauties.html' title='Bathing Beauties?'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRVvym7YZI/AAAAAAAAASw/7iV89m4nKvY/s72-c/IMG_4094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4783185259873092764</id><published>2009-06-13T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:39:04.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Got IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRTu8QZ38I/AAAAAAAAASQ/IiO5gJdgVV0/s1600-h/IMG_4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346990723509641154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRTu8QZ38I/AAAAAAAAASQ/IiO5gJdgVV0/s320/IMG_4089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava finally got to hold the TV remote. And she wasn't letting go. She dives for the remote everytime she sees it. And she knows which one really works. No substitutes for her.&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/4724235902134838140-4783185259873092764?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4783185259873092764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-finally-got-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4783185259873092764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4783185259873092764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-finally-got-it.html' title='I Finally Got IT!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SjRTu8QZ38I/AAAAAAAAASQ/IiO5gJdgVV0/s72-c/IMG_4089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-5744066355160713716</id><published>2009-06-09T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:54:45.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon at Grandma and Grandpa's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IGNo8oZI/AAAAAAAAASI/hTAjU8EoXP0/s1600-h/IMG_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429816801534354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IGNo8oZI/AAAAAAAAASI/hTAjU8EoXP0/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFgX5OVI/AAAAAAAAASA/5UHAWDux0b4/s1600-h/IMG_4073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429804650412370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFgX5OVI/AAAAAAAAASA/5UHAWDux0b4/s320/IMG_4073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFS1MkiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CHSDtq-dJvs/s1600-h/IMG_4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429801015218722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFS1MkiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CHSDtq-dJvs/s320/IMG_4065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFANoinI/AAAAAAAAARw/lwdtUHop6CY/s1600-h/IMG_4061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429796017441394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IFANoinI/AAAAAAAAARw/lwdtUHop6CY/s320/IMG_4061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IE5LxXfI/AAAAAAAAARo/DsXkSFRwMRY/s1600-h/IMG_4060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429794130583026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IE5LxXfI/AAAAAAAAARo/DsXkSFRwMRY/s320/IMG_4060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful day with beautiful little girls. Ava's showing a couple of her teeth. She has five total with three more just about to break through.&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/4724235902134838140-5744066355160713716?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5744066355160713716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-afternoon-at-grandma-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5744066355160713716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/5744066355160713716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-afternoon-at-grandma-and.html' title='Sunday Afternoon at Grandma and Grandpa&apos;s'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7IGNo8oZI/AAAAAAAAASI/hTAjU8EoXP0/s72-c/IMG_4074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-2027135145005585608</id><published>2009-06-09T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:30:41.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sponge Rollers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7F65Y_g_I/AAAAAAAAARg/KB-D2ap4RXc/s1600-h/IMG_4054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345427423364088818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7F65Y_g_I/AAAAAAAAARg/KB-D2ap4RXc/s320/IMG_4054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I'd try curling the girl's hair with sponge rollers. They thought they were fun to put in. I thought they looked so cute with them in. I forgot to take a picture of the curls. Oops. Maybe next time.&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/4724235902134838140-2027135145005585608?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2027135145005585608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/sponge-rollers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2027135145005585608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/2027135145005585608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/sponge-rollers.html' title='Sponge Rollers'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Si7F65Y_g_I/AAAAAAAAARg/KB-D2ap4RXc/s72-c/IMG_4054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6525646982468475103</id><published>2009-06-07T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:26:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLtZACKI/AAAAAAAAARY/oUJcLN4cE7A/s1600-h/IMG_4045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344793293991446690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLtZACKI/AAAAAAAAARY/oUJcLN4cE7A/s320/IMG_4045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLXoyVeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/70SmnAP55Q8/s1600-h/IMG_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344793288152077794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLXoyVeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/70SmnAP55Q8/s320/IMG_4049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLP_5PNI/AAAAAAAAARI/vecogTxww_A/s1600-h/IMG_4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344793286101515474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLP_5PNI/AAAAAAAAARI/vecogTxww_A/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFK6OGayI/AAAAAAAAARA/6DsidqZR0Jc/s1600-h/IMG_4047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344793280255519522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFK6OGayI/AAAAAAAAARA/6DsidqZR0Jc/s320/IMG_4047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of weeks ago we got the best kind of "park", the free kind. Unfortunately we had to loose our favorite neighbors to get it. Blaine and I took down a section of our neighbors fence and ours, took off all the swings, slides, and ladders, and rolled the fort end over end from their yard to ours. We created quite a stir for the other curious neighbors. But we had the whole thing moved and put back together again (with everything tightened and fixed up) in four hours. We have had hours and hours of enjoyment already. Now our backward is a kid haven with a kiddy pool, picnic table, sand box, and the "park". So I say, "go play outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-6525646982468475103?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6525646982468475103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-new-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6525646982468475103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6525646982468475103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-new-park.html' title='Our New Park'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyFLtZACKI/AAAAAAAAARY/oUJcLN4cE7A/s72-c/IMG_4045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8622563939713310942</id><published>2009-06-07T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:22:17.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New "Aprils" and My 1st Shiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyBNEqxmmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PKZ4whHt4zk/s1600-h/IMG_4030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344788919373372002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyBNEqxmmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PKZ4whHt4zk/s320/IMG_4030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decorated aprons with the girls hand and thumbprints on May 22nd. Ashlyn calls it her "april". They were running around all excited after we finished and had a "head-on-collision" coming from opposite directions around the corner of the couch at full speed. All I heard was screaming and then I saw the accident. Two girls laying out on the floor. I told both of them to get on the couch and I would bring ice and cold rags. By the time I got the ice and rags Ashlyn already had a "mouse" under her eye. Look close at the above picture and you'll see it. Today, on June 7th, it still has a little bruise and knott in it. Ouch! When you asked Ashlyn what happened, she said, "I had a hed on bollision."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8622563939713310942?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8622563939713310942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-aprils-and-my-1st-shiner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8622563939713310942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8622563939713310942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-aprils-and-my-1st-shiner.html' title='New &quot;Aprils&quot; and My 1st Shiner'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiyBNEqxmmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PKZ4whHt4zk/s72-c/IMG_4030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-954483976276776215</id><published>2009-06-02T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:33:27.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Party Day at Gymnastics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2T71zwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IIyFwOpPh90/s1600-h/IMG_4029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342751133288222466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2T71zwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IIyFwOpPh90/s320/IMG_4029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Alyssa aren't afraid to try much of anything. But they are shy around new people. Ashlyn was doing back flips and wanted to go all the way to the ceiling. This was their first time to try the harness/pulley thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2FuF-8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hADOXZttEGQ/s1600-h/IMG_4026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342751129472465858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2FuF-8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hADOXZttEGQ/s320/IMG_4026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa didn't do flips because we didn't tell her how. She wanted another turn so she could do flips too, but there wasn't time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2Jk9lyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OL90iQZrHBw/s1600-h/IMG_4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342751130507908898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2Jk9lyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OL90iQZrHBw/s320/IMG_4019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD1wuHQkI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1JrbTPBFx4s/s1600-h/IMG_4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342751123835404866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD1wuHQkI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1JrbTPBFx4s/s320/IMG_4018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn and Alyssa took gymnastics for the first time this spring from Amarillo College. They both loved it. Ashlyn looks like a little gymnist but I think Alyssa's a little more coordinated right now. Alyssa wouldn't go in the first day of class. She said, "Maybe next week." She went in the next week to comfort Ashlyn because she was crying. After that both of them did great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD1sRo7XI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3kI7x0iP3TQ/s1600-h/IMG_4009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342751122642234738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD1sRo7XI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3kI7x0iP3TQ/s320/IMG_4009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-954483976276776215?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/954483976276776215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-party-day-at-gymnastics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/954483976276776215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/954483976276776215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-party-day-at-gymnastics.html' title='Our Party Day at Gymnastics'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SiVD2T71zwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IIyFwOpPh90/s72-c/IMG_4029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-1608044672224260632</id><published>2009-05-21T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:17:45.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap Shots in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdnK2qhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HjmTp03VCoc/s1600-h/IMG_4008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338322975629683218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdnK2qhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HjmTp03VCoc/s320/IMG_4008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdTLeUFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/a4sSxBMGJeY/s1600-h/IMG_4003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338322970263572562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdTLeUFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/a4sSxBMGJeY/s320/IMG_4003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls "helped" make mother's day cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdH3iIRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WasZsieTVmk/s1600-h/IMG_3998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338322967227146514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdH3iIRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WasZsieTVmk/s320/IMG_3998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fascinated by the big green frog. He's the closest thing we have to a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIcyqiTnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/45HYlMi_N94/s1600-h/IMG_3997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338322961535487602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIcyqiTnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/45HYlMi_N94/s320/IMG_3997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa took this great picture of me. She and Ashlyn have been calling me "Emily" lately. I think it's just a phase they go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIcrUY37I/AAAAAAAAAPo/bR6x7nPZW8I/s1600-h/IMG_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338322959563546546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIcrUY37I/AAAAAAAAAPo/bR6x7nPZW8I/s320/IMG_3995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cold day in May. I think February was warmer than May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-1608044672224260632?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1608044672224260632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/snap-shots-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1608044672224260632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/1608044672224260632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/snap-shots-in-time.html' title='Snap Shots in Time'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/ShWIdnK2qhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HjmTp03VCoc/s72-c/IMG_4008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7874085305169826857</id><published>2009-05-10T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:49:25.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending Time with Holly and Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcvq6BL6RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WOnYMprNRUQ/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334284697818884370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcvq6BL6RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WOnYMprNRUQ/s320/IMG_3979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct4s1FEnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/v7a3amykNw8/s1600-h/IMG_3989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334282735773356658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct4s1FEnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/v7a3amykNw8/s320/IMG_3989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct3-k6I8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tH1Nr04IO8g/s1600-h/IMG_3990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334282723357500354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct3-k6I8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tH1Nr04IO8g/s320/IMG_3990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct3um9BXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2JwVZtjv-fk/s1600-h/IMG_3988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334282719071110514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct3um9BXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2JwVZtjv-fk/s320/IMG_3988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct2u4892I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ruVoLYx0YRY/s1600-h/IMG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334282701966735202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgct2u4892I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ruVoLYx0YRY/s320/IMG_3978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday after church we went to Kilker Park in downtown Austin. We had a picnic, played, and road a train. It was another beautiful day outside. After the park we went to Amy's icecream. Alyssa and I shared a large dark chocolate icecream with reeses peanut butter cups crushed in. Alyssa got really upset and said I eat it all and she wanted her own. So Blaine got her another large dark chocolate with peanut butter cups crushed in. She ate it slowly enjoying every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7874085305169826857?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7874085305169826857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/spending-time-with-holly-and-oscar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7874085305169826857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7874085305169826857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/spending-time-with-holly-and-oscar.html' title='Spending Time with Holly and Oscar'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcvq6BL6RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WOnYMprNRUQ/s72-c/IMG_3979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-6236491226058495022</id><published>2009-05-10T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:35:12.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnEEeFvqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bQyj4ND-xp4/s1600-h/IMG_3968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275234516549282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnEEeFvqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bQyj4ND-xp4/s320/IMG_3968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent Saturday and Sunday night with Holly and Oscar in Manor, TX. The girls dressed up in Holly's left over St. Patrick's Day apparel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnD87xcLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ADDMkVKjs6s/s1600-h/IMG_3967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275232493564082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnD87xcLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ADDMkVKjs6s/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the San Antonio Zoo Saturday afternoon, but we were really too tired to enjoy it much. Ashlyn and Alyssa did love the butterfly exhibit. They were so good and patient waiting for butterflies to land on them that the zookeeper helped a little so they both got to "hold" a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDh66Q3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Iu8gyDm6tKA/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275225242190706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDh66Q3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Iu8gyDm6tKA/s320/IMG_3966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No one wanted to walk so Ashlyn rode on top of the stroller. That didn't work too well, so I ended up carrying Ava most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDb8n_uI/AAAAAAAAAOY/MK8NuBGbSSk/s1600-h/IMG_3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275223638769378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDb8n_uI/AAAAAAAAAOY/MK8NuBGbSSk/s320/IMG_3956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa holding Ava on the riverwalk boat tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDM9f0kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hDZoPV6O2J4/s1600-h/IMG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275219615896130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnDM9f0kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hDZoPV6O2J4/s320/IMG_3958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a perfect day for the riverwalk. Not many people were there yet Saturday morning because there was a parade that afternoon. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-6236491226058495022?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6236491226058495022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6236491226058495022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/6236491226058495022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-my-birthday.html' title='Saturday, My Birthday'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcnEEeFvqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bQyj4ND-xp4/s72-c/IMG_3968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-8181979026221548149</id><published>2009-05-10T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:06:33.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcjiwdtYFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_jse5CXgzuE/s1600-h/IMG_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334271363675676754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcjiwdtYFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_jse5CXgzuE/s320/IMG_3945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the little girls (with Aunt Kimmy and I) played hide-n-seek outside the restauraut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcjiW2AS6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/QzWzM4EL2lc/s1600-h/IMG_3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334271356798258082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcjiW2AS6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/QzWzM4EL2lc/s320/IMG_3951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Grant "getting" Ashlyn and Kayleigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjh6U4u-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/dFvNQzlg6DY/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334271349143157730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjh6U4u-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/dFvNQzlg6DY/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike (Blaine's 1st Cousin) with Blaine and sleepy Ava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjhf5XxrI/AAAAAAAAANw/WlvVLvr5dWs/s1600-h/IMG_3941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334271342048429746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjhf5XxrI/AAAAAAAAANw/WlvVLvr5dWs/s320/IMG_3941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn, Kayleigh, Paige, and Alyssa playing like they had been best friends for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjg6BuNRI/AAAAAAAAANo/nDlsP8GbA60/s1600-h/IMG_3940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334271331882906898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/Sgcjg6BuNRI/AAAAAAAAANo/nDlsP8GbA60/s320/IMG_3940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met Uncle Grant, Aunt Donna, cousins Mike and Kim, along with Mike's family at "The Almo" a mexican restaurant. We followed the Garmin's instructions and took an hour detour. The restaurant was only 5 minutes from our hotel, but the Garmin thought it was south of San Antonio 45 minutes from our hotel. Oops! Dinner was lots of fun though, and it was great to see everyone again.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-8181979026221548149?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8181979026221548149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/visiting-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8181979026221548149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/8181979026221548149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/visiting-family.html' title='Visiting Family'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcjiwdtYFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_jse5CXgzuE/s72-c/IMG_3945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-7312985993869694918</id><published>2009-05-10T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:51:02.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfD2qciWI/AAAAAAAAANg/bHcUvzJ0nm4/s1600-h/IMG_3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334266434717256034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfD2qciWI/AAAAAAAAANg/bHcUvzJ0nm4/s320/IMG_3937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the 4D Pirate Show Ashlyn wouldn't wear the glasses, but Alyssa liked it until the bees came after her. She was swatting at the bees flying around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfDTDX1wI/AAAAAAAAANY/8z9GPlAgxrE/s1600-h/IMG_3939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334266425158129410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfDTDX1wI/AAAAAAAAANY/8z9GPlAgxrE/s320/IMG_3939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leaving Sea World. It was fun but it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfDO0t6_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jZ4hNUliYJQ/s1600-h/IMG_3929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334266424022920178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfDO0t6_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jZ4hNUliYJQ/s320/IMG_3929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa was very proficient at climbing the ropes. Ashlyn needed a little reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfC7VixYI/AAAAAAAAANI/v3w_M_vQp2A/s1600-h/IMG_3924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334266418791892354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfC7VixYI/AAAAAAAAANI/v3w_M_vQp2A/s320/IMG_3924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the kiddy rides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfCmmZBbI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ou4wK_u9zaY/s1600-h/IMG_3922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334266413225412018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfCmmZBbI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ou4wK_u9zaY/s320/IMG_3922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava was such a good traveler. She cut her first tooth on the first day of vacation.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-7312985993869694918?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7312985993869694918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7312985993869694918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/7312985993869694918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-vacation.html' title='More Vacation'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgcfD2qciWI/AAAAAAAAANg/bHcUvzJ0nm4/s72-c/IMG_3937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-3650685289757232034</id><published>2009-05-09T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:08:55.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Favorite Thing to Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy_CCXjrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bMUAVJHdzJo/s1600-h/IMG_3911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333866129638526642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy_CCXjrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bMUAVJHdzJo/s320/IMG_3911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-9R4mFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/6SDuZqJ_2fY/s1600-h/IMG_3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333866128361429074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-9R4mFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/6SDuZqJ_2fY/s320/IMG_3913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-pY2A8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/azLH7iVmCHA/s1600-h/IMG_3910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333866123021910978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-pY2A8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/azLH7iVmCHA/s320/IMG_3910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-XHyX4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FELbMAJTLxA/s1600-h/IMG_3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333866118118530946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy-XHyX4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FELbMAJTLxA/s320/IMG_3909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy92l4jzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8CSFmHpGtVg/s1600-h/IMG_3908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333866109386395442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy92l4jzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8CSFmHpGtVg/s320/IMG_3908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Shamu Roller Coaster was Ashlyn and Alyssa's favorite activity at Sea World. They each road it about 8 times. Blaine and I taking turns riding with Ashlyn or Alyssa and watching Ava. On Friday we couldn't ride as much because there was a long line.&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/4724235902134838140-3650685289757232034?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3650685289757232034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-favorite-thing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3650685289757232034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/3650685289757232034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-favorite-thing-to-do.html' title='Our Favorite Thing to Do'/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWy_CCXjrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bMUAVJHdzJo/s72-c/IMG_3911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4724235902134838140.post-4945825757843127244</id><published>2009-05-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:38:02.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWus2oJblI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oNvMqQx-0wc/s1600-h/IMG_3918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333861419291602514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWus2oJblI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oNvMqQx-0wc/s320/IMG_3918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the dolphins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusX3251I/AAAAAAAAAMI/VpZp7kzYT4k/s1600-h/IMG_3906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333861411035998034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusX3251I/AAAAAAAAAMI/VpZp7kzYT4k/s320/IMG_3906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye killer whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusKq4KVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_hQqQZSdj3s/s1600-h/IMG_3904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333861407491893586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusKq4KVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_hQqQZSdj3s/s320/IMG_3904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel a sense of awe even as an adult watching these amazing creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusApHomI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5RGNkxmMG6w/s1600-h/IMG_3900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333861404800164450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWusApHomI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5RGNkxmMG6w/s320/IMG_3900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWuroUg-PI/AAAAAAAAALw/nneySTKQLeA/s1600-h/IMG_3892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333861398271293682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWuroUg-PI/AAAAAAAAALw/nneySTKQLeA/s320/IMG_3892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on vacation for the first time with all three girls. On Thursday, April 23rd, we went to Sea World in San Antonio. Ashlyn and Alyssa wanted to see killer whales and dolphins. Ava just wanted to be outside and get held. Alyssa's favorite show was the killer whales and Ashlyn's was the dolphins. We had a wonderful time there for 2 days at Sea World. The weather was perfect in the low 80's, mostly cloudy, and a little breezy (just like I like it). The dolphin show was even &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; exciting than usual when the power went off to the entire park.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4724235902134838140-4945825757843127244?l=bartonstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4945825757843127244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeding-dolphins-bye-killer-whales-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4945825757843127244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4724235902134838140/posts/default/4945825757843127244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bartonstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeding-dolphins-bye-killer-whales-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961504010926644618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/TI2aes0yq8I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F7OBsMbr6o8/S220/IMG_0543.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfsEdA0guts/SgWus2oJblI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oNvMqQx-0wc/s72-c/IMG_3918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
