<?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-4935555588682946404</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:00:40.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Laughs Alot</title><subtitle type='html'>You need to keep a good sense of humor when you have 5 kids and a husband</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-4194468445581580337</id><published>2010-02-19T14:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:58:49.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Haven't updated in a long time, and thought I should. So not much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan had surgery to fix his herniated belly button. After that was done and over with he got a hematoma on his belly button. So know we are waiting to see if it will go away on it's own or if we are going to have to have that fixed too. We go to the Dr. on Tuesday to find out more. Keep your fingers crossed. That hasn't stopped him though! He is quite the little character, so much personality!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna had dental surgery in December. It was a long day that day. They kept us at the hospital a very long time to make sure that it wouldn't affect her seizures. Thankfully it didn't! We went to her Neurologist 2 weeks ago, everything is great! We don't have to go back till next year, unless something goes on, and they will do another 24 hr. EEG on her to see where we are at! That is great news. She is still in speech in her preschool and have now added OT to her therapies. We are also adding PT to her therapy list now. I think that about covers it! She is progressing so that is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach is starting to get an attitude! He has always been my calm, low maintenance kid, but he is starting to have attitude! That's all I need! That will hopefully pass very quickly! He is very excited to start flag football this spring and tackle football in the fall! He asked me all about what he had to do to go on a mission yesterday, he can hardly wait till he is old enough to go! I love that he is excited about that and is doing things to prepare already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney is going to put me under!!!! She is boy crazy already and we have talks about it very often! She has learned this year that she needs to pick good friends so that she doesn't get into trouble. Unfortunately she had to learn that one the hard way! She got on the Honor Roll last semester, I'm very proud of her for that! I just need to remind myself ofter that she just needs more attention than the rest to live and that I need to be patient with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is in Jr. High and is finally adjusting to the change. He has a rocky start but is now doing much better! He is now old enough that I can leave him home with the kids for a little while with out worrying what I will come back to. He loves scouts and is advancing quickly. This is a new experience for me since my brothers were never that into scouts after cub scouts, and John didn't do scouts either. He is a big help and is so good with the little kids! They just love to do things with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and I are the same, nothing new to report there. It's just the same old, same old with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you are caught up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-4194468445581580337?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4194468445581580337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=4194468445581580337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4194468445581580337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4194468445581580337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2010/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-3688491881207722938</id><published>2009-06-22T16:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:43:47.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep It's Summer!!!</title><content type='html'>So school has been out now for a month. We have been really busy. Alex has already gone on his first boy scout over night camp out, I went to cub scout day camp Alex and Zach both have had a birthday, and we are now at my Mom an Dad's visiting. I have been running and training for a 10k run that I will do on the 4th of July, I'm really excited. I am going to run it with my cousin Emily! It has been a very long time since I had been running so it has been hard.  Alex will be taking golf lessons again this summer, he got new ones for his birthday for his Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;Today is John and I have been married for 13 years. It is hard to believe that it has been that long! It has been wonderful! It's hard to believe that it has been that long already. What a great guy! I hope we have many more happy one just like the last 13.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's what we have done so far and so much more to do before school starts again in August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-3688491881207722938?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3688491881207722938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=3688491881207722938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3688491881207722938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3688491881207722938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/06/yep-its-summer.html' title='Yep It&apos;s Summer!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-1070501736480282883</id><published>2009-05-01T15:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:06:19.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Mr. Dewey!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alex Decided to honor his 5th grade teacher Mr. Dewey for inspiring him through out the year. Mr. Dewey is one of those teacher you always remember and praise though out your life. He has taken Alex and helped his become a great student and an even better person. He has helped Alex learn great study habits and work ethic to help him in his transition to Jr High. Yes Alex is going to be in Jr. High next year, I just registered him. I can't believe that he is old enough to go to Jr High. That makes me feel really old and I'm not that old. I guess that's what happens when you have your kids young. Any way here you go enjoy the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SfttL4GtZvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-0Tae_r06J8/s1600-h/DSCN0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974634729629426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SfttL4GtZvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-0Tae_r06J8/s200/DSCN0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex before any cutting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SfttLvPkwEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3cE9zPr49Zw/s1600-h/DSCN0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974632350892098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SfttLvPkwEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3cE9zPr49Zw/s200/DSCN0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the first cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftswH25LcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8-S-YysP5HA/s1600-h/DSCN0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974157921922498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftswH25LcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8-S-YysP5HA/s200/DSCN0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And there it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftswAX27_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xSyMEagAKYQ/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974155912703986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftswAX27_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xSyMEagAKYQ/s200/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jordan thinks Alex looks like Grandpa:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftsvx8EnpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/A7DvAS0A0fY/s1600-h/DSCN0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974152038063762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftsvx8EnpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/A7DvAS0A0fY/s200/DSCN0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Going, Going, Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftsvhhB7sI/AAAAAAAAAMA/jbQr5_33VJo/s1600-h/DSCN0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974147629674178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftsvhhB7sI/AAAAAAAAAMA/jbQr5_33VJo/s200/DSCN0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bozo the Clown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftsvSVRQlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zo7IHxnCr9g/s1600-h/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974143553815122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SftsvSVRQlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zo7IHxnCr9g/s200/DSCN0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now for the shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr05BAoYI/AAAAAAAAALw/RNuHereDMs4/s1600-h/DSCN0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973140325540226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr05BAoYI/AAAAAAAAALw/RNuHereDMs4/s200/DSCN0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;know about this?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0v4JFII/AAAAAAAAALo/Z6LWyLDCloc/s1600-h/DSCN0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973137872426114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0v4JFII/AAAAAAAAALo/Z6LWyLDCloc/s200/DSCN0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0QjmBkI/AAAAAAAAALg/RzM1sCN4arc/s1600-h/DSCN0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973129464743490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0QjmBkI/AAAAAAAAALg/RzM1sCN4arc/s200/DSCN0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Done all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0JrwTwI/AAAAAAAAALY/Zw4JoYMWlr0/s1600-h/DSCN0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973127619923714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftr0JrwTwI/AAAAAAAAALY/Zw4JoYMWlr0/s200/DSCN0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is Mr. Dewey and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftrz9r3I-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uIU318_gK6U/s1600-h/DSCN0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330973124399145954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sftrz9r3I-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uIU318_gK6U/s200/DSCN0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alex and his friend Luke, who also shaved his head for Mr. Dewey, And Mr. Dewey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Dewey was very surprised and very honored that they would do this for him. What a great teacher and a great kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4935555588682946404-1070501736480282883?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1070501736480282883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=1070501736480282883&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1070501736480282883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1070501736480282883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-mr-dewey.html' title='Thank You Mr. Dewey!!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SfttL4GtZvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-0Tae_r06J8/s72-c/DSCN0380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-4744150054102656701</id><published>2009-04-18T12:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:43:57.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April Crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So as you can see we are getting snow in April. Not just a little a lot. We have gotten 12+ inches, and it is still coming down. I can't believe it. But we made the best of it and went out and built a snow man, had snow ball fights and believe it or not no accidents:) Yep even John joined in on all the snow fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodxS9Un1I/AAAAAAAAALI/x-lwNmKO-2w/s1600-h/DSCN0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102242058870610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodxS9Un1I/AAAAAAAAALI/x-lwNmKO-2w/s200/DSCN0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmfhM3KI/AAAAAAAAALA/gss9Y9lokxo/s1600-h/DSCN0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102056452021410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmfhM3KI/AAAAAAAAALA/gss9Y9lokxo/s200/DSCN0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmfV7m1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-LbLcCbgsr8/s1600-h/DSCN0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102056404753234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmfV7m1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-LbLcCbgsr8/s200/DSCN0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmLNgT9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/BTEQg1njqPs/s1600-h/DSCN0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102051000700882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodmLNgT9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/BTEQg1njqPs/s200/DSCN0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Building the snowman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seodlqf9jCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BzhkEGwHhmw/s1600-h/DSCN0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102042219744290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seodlqf9jCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BzhkEGwHhmw/s200/DSCN0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodlvBeMpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n4Uaim2ou9c/s1600-h/DSCN0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102043434037906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodlvBeMpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n4Uaim2ou9c/s200/DSCN0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seoc0GViyoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/beqs1echuvo/s1600-h/DSCN0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326101190698781314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seoc0GViyoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/beqs1echuvo/s200/DSCN0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chilling literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczxNZ_BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ugDvlzw0S5Q/s1600-h/DSCN0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326101185027505170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczxNZ_BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ugDvlzw0S5Q/s200/DSCN0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Oh mom look at this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seoczqsc0VI/AAAAAAAAAKI/s0-zkc09410/s1600-h/DSCN0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326101183278666066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Seoczqsc0VI/AAAAAAAAAKI/s0-zkc09410/s200/DSCN0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cool dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczdogIzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/0iO-J90RnFA/s1600-h/DSCN0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326101179772445490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczdogIzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/0iO-J90RnFA/s200/DSCN0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And there you have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczHpSQGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aPXVAV6r38A/s1600-h/DSCN0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326101173870149730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeoczHpSQGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aPXVAV6r38A/s200/DSCN0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/4935555588682946404-4744150054102656701?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4744150054102656701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=4744150054102656701&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4744150054102656701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4744150054102656701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-crap.html' title='April Crap!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SeodxS9Un1I/AAAAAAAAALI/x-lwNmKO-2w/s72-c/DSCN0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-4287652151889268729</id><published>2009-04-07T22:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:40:10.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Iowa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went to Iowa for the kids spring break, and had a blast. Not enough to want to move back, but still so much fun. We stayed with Ron and Jean (John's Aunt and Uncle). We did a lot of things and saw a lot of people. The kids were on the go all day long and as you can see from the pictures they all crashed every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwkDzVYouI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VUWB7BedD_U/s1600-h/DSCN0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322168507383194338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwkDzVYouI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VUWB7BedD_U/s200/DSCN0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Zach even fell asleep sitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwkDiO514I/AAAAAAAAAJI/mVBYl5otNls/s1600-h/DSCN0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322168502792607618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwkDiO514I/AAAAAAAAAJI/mVBYl5otNls/s200/DSCN0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkzZma3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/p26Cici1dN0/s1600-h/DSCN0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167974824930162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkzZma3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/p26Cici1dN0/s200/DSCN0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sdwjk2TuBdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8RlyZ4upP50/s1600-h/DSCN0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167975605568978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sdwjk2TuBdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8RlyZ4upP50/s200/DSCN0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We stopped at Debbie's grave sight( John's Mom). While we were there Jordan and Makenna sat down and started chatting right there on Debbie's tomb stone, So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkvqL14I/AAAAAAAAAIw/h7MOb1gXB6w/s1600-h/DSCN0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167973820749698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkvqL14I/AAAAAAAAAIw/h7MOb1gXB6w/s200/DSCN0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkdnwszI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kC03OlwfiaQ/s1600-h/DSCN0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167968978744114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkdnwszI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kC03OlwfiaQ/s200/DSCN0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkJCbL-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/sTI3kbfTfus/s1600-h/DSCN0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167963453435874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwjkJCbL-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/sTI3kbfTfus/s200/DSCN0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Courtney posing on the tire swing for the picture, so much like her Grandma Mare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These are all the cousins that live in Iowa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwiguRlILI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yhy7m5tzmjI/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322166805218009266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwiguRlILI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yhy7m5tzmjI/s200/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WE went on the Harley!!!!!! Zach the is the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwigXEyjjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/flG9dWBimp4/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322166798990347826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwigXEyjjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/flG9dWBimp4/s200/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Courtney is such a Little Harley Chic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwigW1BFcI/AAAAAAAAAII/hWWkfK9_03U/s1600-h/DSCN0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322166798924191170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwigW1BFcI/AAAAAAAAAII/hWWkfK9_03U/s200/DSCN0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The gangster and the farmer racing down the hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwifiMcrOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/75jyIwtPcp4/s1600-h/DSCN0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322166784795389154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwifiMcrOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/75jyIwtPcp4/s200/DSCN0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jordan wants to race too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwiflY70TI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pWNbr-QpAG8/s1600-h/DSCN0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322166785653068082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwiflY70TI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pWNbr-QpAG8/s200/DSCN0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And so does John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had a great trip and loved seeing all of the friends and family we left behind out there! Love the visit and glad to be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4935555588682946404-4287652151889268729?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4287652151889268729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=4287652151889268729&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4287652151889268729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4287652151889268729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-to-iowa.html' title='Trip to Iowa'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwkDzVYouI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VUWB7BedD_U/s72-c/DSCN0171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-3646236206765600961</id><published>2009-03-17T15:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:45:50.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the Fam.</title><content type='html'>I have had my family on my mind lately missing them all so much. I just wanted to tell you why they are so special and dear to my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather is such a kind hearted and giving person! She is always thinking of ways to give. She is a school teacher of 6th graders! That is a very hard age to have to deal with and she loves it! She buys my kids t-shirts of all the different holidays. I just love that she takes the time and funds to go out and find each of them such great shirts. We look forward to seeing what she will sends next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise is full of wisdom, she has an answer to everything! She know just about everything. I know if I have smart people questions she know the answer. She has also helped me learn to cook, which I love to do. We use to make the pies together for Thanksgiving. That was so much fun! I loved living with her before I got married, we had a great deal of fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny has been one of my best friend my entire life. I have always been able to talk to her about anything! She is a very strong person. She is a great mother. I don't think I could handle what she does all the time! I watch and learn great thing from her, and always have, and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nephi has been my rock! Both physically and spiritually. He has this gift of being able to comfort. I have come to him to get support many of times. He has protected me when things go rough in High School, and supported me when making decisions. What a great man he is and always has been. My kids for year told their primary teachers that their uncle was the real Nephi in the Book of Mormon, I think he is that kind of man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristie has been my fun and joy. We have has such great times together. She has been my own personal happiness maker. Yes even when she was in one of her moods she could make me smile. I need that so many times in my life. She has a heart of gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy is the GQ man, always wanting to look his best. I am honored that you have let me into your life and hard times. I know that things have been hard, but he has something about him that radiates. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad have always been there for me and still are! I have always been able to depend on them for anything that I need. What a great feeling to know that you have someone who, despite all the things I have done and been through, they still love and support me!! Thank you. They are the world to me. What great examples they are for me and my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for all you do for me and my family. You strengthen and make me a better person. I love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-3646236206765600961?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3646236206765600961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=3646236206765600961&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3646236206765600961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3646236206765600961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/ode-to-fam.html' title='Ode to the Fam.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-6212496817348852876</id><published>2009-03-10T08:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:48:36.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it poors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So not only have I not exercised in a week, from lack of energy. I feel like things are falling a part!!! I know I am having a pity potty, but I am going crazy! Everyone has has this cold that never ends, Zach however never seemed to get rid of it. Then he started running a temp., not just a little temp. either, 104 for 3 days straight. I took him into the Dr. yesterday and he has Walking Pneumonia! So if that was bad enough Sunday night Jordan was twirling around tripped over a bowl and into the corner of the wall he went. ER here we come, no stitches required only staples, 2 in his head. We need rubber bumpers on the corners of the wall. Not enough, OK. Last night Alex threw a hard foam sward down the stairs, and yes it hit Courtney right in the eye! It cut her eye open. I refused to go to the ER yet again so I took steri-strips and taped her cut closed. We put ice on it, gave her some Motrin for the pain and sent them all to bed. Her eye is swollen today, she can only open it a sliver. Can anything else go wrong??? It comes in 3's right! I'm done right! I sure hope so I can't deal with much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-6212496817348852876?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6212496817348852876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=6212496817348852876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/6212496817348852876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/6212496817348852876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-it-rains-it-poors.html' title='When it rains it poors!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-7582566926003787867</id><published>2009-03-07T10:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:50:15.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rifle Guard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw2AaZVEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wc5_kLbAJH4/s1600-h/IMG_3017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310501352493372482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw2AaZVEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wc5_kLbAJH4/s200/IMG_3017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw1iiUeTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/e4rCjYNUzy4/s1600-h/IMG_3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310501344473545010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw1iiUeTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/e4rCjYNUzy4/s200/IMG_3025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw1FF7kQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IKaHIs4ZDR4/s1600-h/IMG_3028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310501336569843970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw1FF7kQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IKaHIs4ZDR4/s200/IMG_3028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Blue and Gold banquet, for scouts, the rifle Guard from the Air force Academy came to perform. It was one of the neatest things I have seem in quite a while. The rifles are real, just out of commission, they have real bayonets on the end. The rifles weigh 13 lbs. They flipped, and twirled, and threw them in the air, and back and forth to each other. They will be competing in a national competition in a few weeks. It was quite the night! I had to make 20 lbs of sloppy-joe's, that's 3 large crock-pots full. I don't think that I will be able to make sloppy-joe's for a very, very long tome! What a night!&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/4935555588682946404-7582566926003787867?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7582566926003787867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=7582566926003787867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7582566926003787867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7582566926003787867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/rifle-guard.html' title='Rifle Guard'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SbKw2AaZVEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wc5_kLbAJH4/s72-c/IMG_3017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-2764878432313813268</id><published>2009-03-04T15:23:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:46:01.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7__DtEQgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Oi2X-rF2RFo/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309462469507564034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7__DtEQgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Oi2X-rF2RFo/s200/DSCN0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7_-fXSaAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i5B1B6myV4k/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309462459752540162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7_-fXSaAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i5B1B6myV4k/s200/DSCN0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7_9wO9q9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fOfQz-U95rM/s1600-h/DSCN0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309462447101160402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7_9wO9q9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fOfQz-U95rM/s200/DSCN0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It has been so warm here that we have been playing outside every day! Yes I know it is not fair, but it has been 70* lately. I can't help but be excited. I even am starting to get a sun tan, at least on my arms. It has been so nice to go outside without a jacket on and be warm! I am going to enjoy this as long as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I love these pictures of Makenna and Jordan. Makenna is so fast on her bike now! Yes no shoes, I have a hard time keeping them on her. Jordan thinks he is a stud on the skate board, he even says "wee-hoo" when he rides it. The skate board is only the size of John's shoe, it is so cute! &lt;/span&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/4935555588682946404-2764878432313813268?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2764878432313813268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=2764878432313813268&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2764878432313813268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2764878432313813268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-so-warm-here-that-we-have.html' title='Warmth!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/Sa7__DtEQgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Oi2X-rF2RFo/s72-c/DSCN0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-5677210906960102186</id><published>2009-02-28T14:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:12:27.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it forward!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:&lt;br /&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!&lt;br /&gt;2. What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. It'll be done this year. {might be a little while}&lt;br /&gt;4. You will have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or maybe even some creation I haven't even invented yet (but Heaven knows it will most likely be totally fabulous and creative... :). I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch?&lt;br /&gt; Oh, the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-5677210906960102186?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5677210906960102186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=5677210906960102186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5677210906960102186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5677210906960102186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it forward!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-2008874883932017075</id><published>2009-02-24T15:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:45:54.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SaR0GFawLLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AHXcrCFtcbk/s1600-h/P1010108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306493908831710386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SaR0GFawLLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AHXcrCFtcbk/s200/P1010108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Alex and Zach have been letting out Diane's dogs since school started. She pays them to do it. Every week they have said that they were going to save their money to get this, that, and the other. Well they finally did it. They saved enough money together to get an I-pod shuffle. They were so excited! They now know that if they save their money that they can get things they want, and that they can save their money (an ever better lesson). Way to go boys!! Keep saving your money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-2008874883932017075?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2008874883932017075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=2008874883932017075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2008874883932017075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2008874883932017075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-did-it.html' title='They did it!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SaR0GFawLLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AHXcrCFtcbk/s72-c/P1010108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-2009318460199750105</id><published>2009-02-15T15:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:14:26.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Makenna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRzJIhP4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rOu9EjO74zQ/s1600-h/DSCN0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303148869039767426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRzJIhP4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rOu9EjO74zQ/s200/DSCN0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRzFM1LbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iTtm0xxTThk/s1600-h/DSCN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303148867984108978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRzFM1LbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iTtm0xxTThk/s200/DSCN0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRyxwzKyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dCVQ8umLecg/s1600-h/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303148862766263074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRyxwzKyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dCVQ8umLecg/s200/DSCN0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Makenna went to a "Fancy Nancy" party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRyoM-g1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/gC7pbxcxngc/s1600-h/DSCN0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303148860200092498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRyoM-g1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/gC7pbxcxngc/s200/DSCN0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;. She was very excited. She got all dressed up in her fancy est play dress she had. She was so cute! They read the "Fancy Nancy" book, Ate Fancy food(banana, vanilla wafers, and whipped cream, and cupcakes) She got to do her hair all fancy (a crown), and made fine jewelery (necklaces). It was fun to see all the little kids doing fancy things. What a ambitious Mom to have these little girls over to have this party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4935555588682946404-2009318460199750105?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2009318460199750105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=2009318460199750105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2009318460199750105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2009318460199750105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/fancy-makenna.html' title='Fancy Makenna'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SZiRzJIhP4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rOu9EjO74zQ/s72-c/DSCN0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-1836435424073732622</id><published>2009-02-07T16:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:50:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtney's accomplishments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SY4cIcFFiGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xgQIaQbSPUQ/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300204742763710562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SY4cIcFFiGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xgQIaQbSPUQ/s200/DSCN0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school each grade preforms in front of the school for music. Courtney was chosen to be one of the few to have a speaking part. We were very excited, so the kids and I went to see her preform. This takes place after the awards for the school. To my surprise Courtney got an award called "Pride Pins". They take each of the letters in pride and give awards according to that letter. Courtney got it for "I" independent learning. Then they read off the honor roll for the last quarter and guess who was on it, yep it was Courtney! I am so proud of her, she is trying so hard in school to do her very best! Way to go Courtney!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-1836435424073732622?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1836435424073732622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=1836435424073732622&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1836435424073732622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1836435424073732622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/courtneys-accomplishments.html' title='Courtney&apos;s accomplishments!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SY4cIcFFiGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xgQIaQbSPUQ/s72-c/DSCN0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-5867748959725075155</id><published>2009-01-31T12:23:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:01:01.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Favorite Names: Dawn, I use to hate it but now I really like it. Austin, John never liked that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Favorite Months: September, I love the fall and the change of colors. June, There is so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;going on this month it fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Favorite Food (Not Pizza): Home made chicken soup, its fun to make too. Chocolate, need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to explain that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Favorite Nuts: Cashews and pistachios. yum! yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Favorite Stores: Kohl's and Walmart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Favorite Activities: Going for a run by myself, its so quiet and I can think clearly. Spending&lt;br /&gt;time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Best Huggers: John and My dad. There is just something about strong men that care for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;giving you a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 Best Conversationalists ( besides your spouse): My sisters and Mom, They are always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when I need them. Diane, She is one of those people who seems like she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;one of my sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 People to Tag: Luella and Denise. Have fun with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-5867748959725075155?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5867748959725075155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=5867748959725075155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5867748959725075155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5867748959725075155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-4237446811510957711</id><published>2009-01-29T10:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:57:12.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So you thought you are having a bad hair day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs2UsvUBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YQgtXes97No/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296775054777864210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs2UsvUBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YQgtXes97No/s200/DSCN0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Makenna right before bed time. I think they speak for them selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs2d9B2nI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rc0PV4UQLtU/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296775057262107250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs2d9B2nI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rc0PV4UQLtU/s200/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the leopard print adds to the dew don't you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs12iST0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/OmtqCMRrm38/s1600-h/DSCN0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296775046680956738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs12iST0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/OmtqCMRrm38/s200/DSCN0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Makenna took her hair out right after she got home from school. Beautiful isn't it!!!&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/4935555588682946404-4237446811510957711?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4237446811510957711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=4237446811510957711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4237446811510957711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4237446811510957711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-hair.html' title='What Hair!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYHs2UsvUBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YQgtXes97No/s72-c/DSCN0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-8873224913722333245</id><published>2009-01-28T15:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:30:25.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYDcZAuxNmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VI5BW5QFny0/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296475484038706786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYDcZAuxNmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VI5BW5QFny0/s200/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been potty training Jordan the last few weeks. He has been doing pretty good I must say! He has now had 4 days of no accidents. He is a funny little potty trainer, he has to have his privacy. When he goes in to go he will tell who ever is taking him to "Get out and shut the door!" Today was the first day he told me the he had to go, I was so excited. He went in and went. Way to go Jordan I thought! Then he started to scream and point into the toilet. He had gone poop and it had scared him when it splashed in. It was quite funny! The good news is that now that he is potty trained I only have to get diapers for night time. More money in my pocket!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-8873224913722333245?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8873224913722333245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=8873224913722333245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8873224913722333245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8873224913722333245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SYDcZAuxNmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VI5BW5QFny0/s72-c/P1010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-5652125603673585040</id><published>2009-01-11T19:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:00:11.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqwwQTGeSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FWDRzLCNfx8/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290235055355361570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqwwQTGeSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FWDRzLCNfx8/s200/DSCN0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan has decided that now that he is 2 he no longer needs to take a nap. I tried for over an hour to get him to take a nap. He was not going to take a nap. So of course while we were eating dinner he fell asleep! It is cute but was grumpy when he woke up from hunger. That is the life I live and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqwv0Pr-YI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sUzS9AmiGuM/s1600-h/DSCN0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290235047824849282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqwv0Pr-YI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sUzS9AmiGuM/s200/DSCN0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvIewr52I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sZsZvxzjXO4/s1600-h/DSCN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233272531150690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvIewr52I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sZsZvxzjXO4/s200/DSCN0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So I promised pictures when I figured the camera out. Well as you can see I have figured it out! Here are Christmas pictures. John opening the Wii. Alex was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvH5KB1AI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ANtZKezXZlY/s1600-h/DSCN0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233262436897794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvH5KB1AI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ANtZKezXZlY/s200/DSCN0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Zach and Alex both got the Nerf Wii game they love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvHgFxwxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pccSW94iccc/s1600-h/DSCN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233255708181266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvHgFxwxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pccSW94iccc/s200/DSCN0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Courtney was in shock, "We got a Wii and a High School Musical beanbag!" A lot of screaming from her, you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvHcQrtYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/N5pc1BVMu70/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233254680180098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqvHcQrtYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/N5pc1BVMu70/s200/DSCN0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Here is our little, or not so little "hill-billy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/4935555588682946404-5652125603673585040?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5652125603673585040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=5652125603673585040&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5652125603673585040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5652125603673585040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepy-boy.html' title='Sleepy Boy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SWqwwQTGeSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FWDRzLCNfx8/s72-c/DSCN0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-129871806387951934</id><published>2009-01-08T16:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:28:50.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kids Are Finally Gone!</title><content type='html'>I know some of you think that I am slacking off, but my kids just went back to school today! They had 3 weeks of school off and I am so burnt out. The holidays were great. The kids made out again. Wii got a Wii this year, I am hooked on Guitar Hero. I also got a camera so I will be posting more pictures once I figure out how to do it. Alex got his cast off the week after Christmas so we have been doing arm exercises every day. Courtney decided she was missing out on all the fun of getting hurt, so she dropped a glass bowl, it shattered, and had to get stitches in her wrist. Zach is our little hill-billy. His 2 front teeth fell out(OK we pulled them out). So he has no top teeth, and his bottom 2 are still coming in. We have decide it was time to potty train Jordan. I have been putting it off! He is doing OK. Any ideas would be great. I know after 4 other kids you would think I was a pro, but I'm not, yet. Makenna has nothing new for once. Now that the holidays are over we will once again get to see more of John! Hallelujah!!! I can now get my house back to order now that the kids are back in school and I will get more that a minute of a clean room at a time. As for goals I haven't had time to even think about that, maybe that will be my goal to think about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-129871806387951934?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/129871806387951934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=129871806387951934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/129871806387951934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/129871806387951934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/kids-are-finally-gone.html' title='The Kids Are Finally Gone!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-9217185349596485143</id><published>2008-12-24T11:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:39:46.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On the 12th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. How great it is to have this time of year when we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. How grateful I am to him for the things he taught and the example he has set, not only me but the entire world. I know that only through his atoning sacrifice can my sins be for given. Only thought the sacrifice he made for me can I live again as a resurrected being. If we read and study the scriptures we can learn through his example to be better people. How grateful I am to him for all he has done for me. I have truly been blessed with so much. I would be ungrateful if I did not express my gratitude for all those how have influenced my life. Thank You to all of you. Have a very Merry Christmas and a joyous New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-9217185349596485143?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/9217185349596485143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=9217185349596485143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/9217185349596485143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/9217185349596485143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/12th-day-of-christmas.html' title='12th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-8302560146672355462</id><published>2008-12-23T11:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:57:11.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;On the 11th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is an Eternal Family. In all the days of Christmas family is in them all. Family is what holds us together. I rely so much on each of them. How I love each of them and cherish each of them individually! How grateful I am to be apart of an eternal family. My parents were sealed together for eternity when they were married in the temple. Because of this I am sealed to them. They set the example that I needed to have an eternal family as well. John and I were sealed for eternity in August 1997. Now our children are sealed to us now as well. I am grateful for the Plan of Salvation and the Declaration to the Family that shows us how to be an eternal family! Thank You Mom and Dad for  continuing our eternal family that our ancestors started many years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-8302560146672355462?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8302560146672355462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=8302560146672355462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8302560146672355462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8302560146672355462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/11th-day-of-christmas.html' title='11th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-5023499159267484312</id><published>2008-12-22T11:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:19:38.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On the 10th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is the gift of giving. I love to give, I don't have a lot but what I have to give I do. I am grateful for this time of year when giving is more abundant. My kids have been a great example this year of giving. My kids have been earning money and this year they all wanted to get their siblings gifts, even Alex he started it! It is the one time of the year when my kids get the giving thing and so does the rest of the world. What a great time to think of others. I hope and pray that I can do all I can to give, and teach others to do the same all year long (not just at Christmas time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-5023499159267484312?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5023499159267484312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=5023499159267484312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5023499159267484312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5023499159267484312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/10th-day-of-christmas.html' title='10th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-8441936728478274426</id><published>2008-12-21T15:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:23:48.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On the 9th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is the gospel of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. This being Sunday and attending church this morning. I  felt the spirit, it made me think of how blessed I really am to be a part of it. I am grateful that as a teenager I had such guidance to help me make decisions that at the time were sometimes hard to make. I was fortunate to grow up in Utah and have a lot of friends with the same values I had. I was taught the Word of Wisdom as a child and used it to help me keep my standards high. Even now that I am older I still rely on the gospel for guidance. I look to the gospel to raise my children. There are many questions that I have had answered through prayer. If I didn't have the gospel I'm not sure I would have the faith that I need to pray and know that I would receive an answer. There are many times that I would have not made it if it not have been for the things that I have been taught, and still am learning things. The Gospel is true I know it because I have prayed and receive a witness of my own that it is. I know the Book of Mormon to be the word of God, that it was written for us in this time. I know that my savior lives and loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-8441936728478274426?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8441936728478274426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=8441936728478274426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8441936728478274426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8441936728478274426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/9th-day-of-christmas.html' title='9th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-3559806737011969118</id><published>2008-12-20T13:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:15:10.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 8th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On the 8th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is Health. There have been years that someone was always sick. The past year we have had good health for the most part. Makenna's seizures have gotten under control and she has started to talk. I have tried to eat better and exercise more. I think if I do these things maybe, just maybe it will prevent some of the illnesses that are going around. I have enjoyed exercising more and feel so much better, not to mention that I look better too. My kids may be accident prone but as long as they are not sick I can handle that. I pray that we can stay health and that all of you may have health and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;strength also!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-3559806737011969118?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3559806737011969118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=3559806737011969118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3559806737011969118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3559806737011969118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/8th-day-of-christmas.html' title='The 8th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-9058609781908177340</id><published>2008-12-19T21:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:49:14.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;On the 7th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is technology. How grateful I am for that we live in a day in which we have so much. I am grateful for the heated house I live in. I can't imagine having to live in a house that didn't have heat. Telephones are such a huge part in our lives. How grateful I am to be able to pick up the phone and call anyone. I can call my family on a bad day, or to get help when needed. Computers are wonderful! What a wonderful way to keep in touch with others(email, blogs). It is also a way to find information quickly and easily, especially now that my kids have projects that require research. Lights that work at the flip of a switch. If you have ever tried to read by the light of a candle you know how hard it is. T.V. is a great way to relax, have a good time, get information, entertain. What more to say about that. Cars that can take us places fast and with heat or cold air, radios, movies players, shelter from storms, and GPS. Those are just a few there are so many more, just take a look at all we have and marvel at the luxuries we have. What a blessing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-9058609781908177340?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/9058609781908177340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=9058609781908177340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/9058609781908177340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/9058609781908177340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/7th-day-of-christmas.html' title='7th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-1991076808189729390</id><published>2008-12-18T09:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:14:56.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUqEymgMVqI/AAAAAAAAADs/xPCXRycjk-o/s1600-h/Creek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281179517909227170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUqEymgMVqI/AAAAAAAAADs/xPCXRycjk-o/s200/Creek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;On the 6th Day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is nature/camping. I have always loved going camping with my family. We always went camping every summer, and I loved every minute of it. I like being away from everything. It seemed like when we are camping we all got along. We kind of didn't have a choice since we were all had, but it gave us a chance to slow down and spend good quality time together. I love how peaceful it is. It is so quiet, I always feel like I can think more clearly out in nature. I have so many memories good camping. My favorite place to camp have been: Capital Reef- all the deer coming down in the evening right to the camp sights, the red rocks surrounding you, and going to the camp fireside the rangers put on. Calf Creek- the river/stream runs right through the camp sight, the hike to the waterfall, sliding down the rock at the waterfall. Arches- red rock, arches all over. I think that was the first place John came camping with my family. John is deathly afraid of heights, on our way to the great arch it has a really big drop off. John freaks out and runs as fast as he can to the opening, sit between big boulders and clings to it like his life depended on it. It was so funny! What great adventures we had camping. The mountains are so beautiful. when we lived in Iowa it just wasn't the same to go camping, flat, hot, humid and no place to hike. My kids said that we couldn't go camping if there were no mountains, so when we moved to the Springs and there were mountains they said "we can go camping again!" I am so grateful to that mountain and nature were created and that I can enjoy them so freely. I am grateful to my parents for taking us camping all those years, and still do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-1991076808189729390?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1991076808189729390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=1991076808189729390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1991076808189729390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1991076808189729390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/6th-day-of-christmas.html' title='6th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUqEymgMVqI/AAAAAAAAADs/xPCXRycjk-o/s72-c/Creek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-3046291121635777648</id><published>2008-12-17T11:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:17:41.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>On the 5th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is my siblings. John is an only child, but he was raised by his Aunt and Uncle who have kids. We consider them as his 3 brothers and 1 sister. I have 4 sisters and 2 brothers. I am the middle child so I was lucky enough to be able to get to know all my sibling while we were growing up. I had fun being able to go places with my older sisters, Heather, Denise, and Jenny. I felt very lucky to have sisters let me go with them even though I was younger them they. I also had a lot of fun with my younger brothers(Nephi and Andy) playing sports, and hanging out with Kristie. Now that we are all older we hang out all together. I love that we have stayed so close over all the years and changes. I love that at a moments notice I can call anyone of them and talk, or get some advice. They have always been there for me and that has been very important to me. Johns brothers Rick, Steve and Danny, and sister Sue, have been there for us to.  When we lived in Iowa they helped when need, gave us support and we had a lot of fun together. Our kids got to know each other and played often together. We got together for all sorts of occasions or just to hang out. That was very important to me to have such great family around when mine was so far away. I thank them all for all they do to help me grow as a person, a mother, and a sister. I love them all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-3046291121635777648?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3046291121635777648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=3046291121635777648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3046291121635777648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3046291121635777648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/5th-day-of-christmas.html' title='5th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-3543489093727869456</id><published>2008-12-16T11:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:31:03.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On the 4th day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is music. Music has been a big part of my life for a very long time. Growing up in a musical family has been a great thing. When I was in 4th grade we did an operetta at school. I got a good part where I had to sing a solo. I think that started my confidence in singing. I then sang though out the rest of my schooling years. I have so many memories of singing with my sisters around the piano. Growing up I loved laying on the couch and listening to my Mom or Heather play the piano, it made me feel calm and relaxed. I love listening to my Dad sing, he has a beautiful voice. When I still lived in Utah we, my Dad and I, joined the Wasatch Chorale together. It was like going on a Daddy Daughter Date every week. It will be some thing I will Cherish forever. Another memory of music I will always remember is singing at church at Christmas time. We were always the do-wop girls for my Dad, but one year we sang with my Mom. We go up there and started to sing and something happened and we all started to laugh. So we started over again, and we started to laugh again. We started over yet again, and we were all laughing so hard my Mom finally just said " Merry Christmas" and we all just sat down. When my mood is not so good I can turn on music and change it. I use music to motivate my self and my kids to keep going on the task at hand. I really use music a lot in my life. I am grateful to have the gift of singing. Not only to use it to help my life, but to enrich others lives as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-3543489093727869456?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3543489093727869456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=3543489093727869456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3543489093727869456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/3543489093727869456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/4th-day-of-christmas.html' title='4th Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-2121848108728299324</id><published>2008-12-15T14:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:52:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;On the Third Day of Christmas the thing that means so much to me is having such wonderful friends. I am fortunate to have friends all across the country. Friendship is very important to me because I have no family near to depend on. As you all know we have accident prone children, and when they get sick it is always at odd hours of the day or night. I am so blessed to have people I can count on at a moments notice to come give blessings or sit with all the other kids while we "Pull a Lisa"(that is a hospital visit). I also am grateful that they make me laugh. It is so much fun to be able to keep up dated on all the families all over the place. Some friend I have known for a very long time and love that we stay in contact or that we track each other down. What great friends I have and what an honor I have in having you all as friends!!!! Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-2121848108728299324?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2121848108728299324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=2121848108728299324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2121848108728299324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/2121848108728299324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/3rd-day-of-christmas.html' title='3rd day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-6372347193555913484</id><published>2008-12-14T13:14:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:59:35.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On the second day of Christmas the thing that mean something to me is food! I love food. I like to eat, make, and create food. I really like to cook and bake and think I am good at it. Some of the things I like to bake are cookies of every variety, Chocolate chip, Peanut butter chocolate chip, No bake, Pumpkin chocolate chip, sugar cookies, and any other that people want. I also like to cook meals like , Lasagna, Stuffed shells, Chicken Enchiladas, taquitas, and stir-fry. As long as I don't have to decide what it is i have to cook I will cook any thing, just ask my kids. My kids favorite foods are: Alex likes Chicken Broccoli Rice casserole and Banana Cream Pie, Courtney likes Stuffed shells and romaine noodles, Zach likes pizza and Ice cream, Makenna likes any thing she can just pick at, Jordan likes almost all foods. Johns favorite food is Lasagna and Pumpkin bars, and I just like food. I am grateful that we have so many varieties of food and that I have the ability to make and eat so many types of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-6372347193555913484?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6372347193555913484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=6372347193555913484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/6372347193555913484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/6372347193555913484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-day-of-christmsas.html' title='2nd Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-8976428532548623247</id><published>2008-12-13T11:42:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:25:54.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQGIil0e_I/AAAAAAAAADk/rqzfCNBMDIQ/s1600-h/P1010083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279351406979218418" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQGIil0e_I/AAAAAAAAADk/rqzfCNBMDIQ/s200/P1010083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQFqwB9qfI/AAAAAAAAADc/dJJi93lMByE/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279350895190845938" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQFqwB9qfI/AAAAAAAAADc/dJJi93lMByE/s200/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQFqxZUO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/RzgqCLgQT5s/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279350895557229458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQFqxZUO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/RzgqCLgQT5s/s200/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Zach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQEBXrQjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/UrRHfvEjSxQ/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279349084766899842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQEBXrQjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/UrRHfvEjSxQ/s200/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Makenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQEBE9NKnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8jgn0X07jsU/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279349079741901426" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQEBE9NKnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8jgn0X07jsU/s200/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Courtney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;On the 1st day of Christmas the thing that mean something to me is My Children. They are a joy to have around. I am greatful that my Heavenly father has in trusted me with these sweet souls. They help each other all the time. I get comments on how they constantly are helping each other, and how well they get along. At least in the public, but they do help each other a lot and that helps me. I Love My Kids!!!&lt;/span&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/4935555588682946404-8976428532548623247?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8976428532548623247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=8976428532548623247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8976428532548623247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/8976428532548623247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/12-days-of-christmas.html' title='12 Days of Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SUQGIil0e_I/AAAAAAAAADk/rqzfCNBMDIQ/s72-c/P1010083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-7645782454239715330</id><published>2008-12-01T10:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:03:33.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Means Mess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So Thanksgiving was great! We stayed home this year and had our friends Jason and Bess from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Denver&lt;/span&gt; come down. It had all my favorite foods and I ate way to much of course. That night it snowed. By the next day the snow had melted. Yea!!! It snowed again on Friday night, that melted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; too!!! That was suppose to be it for a few days, BUT that night after we all had gone to bed it started to snow. It snowed all night and when we got up Sunday morning it had snowed so much there was already at least 5 inches of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; stuff. We went to church anyway. It was snowing so had that they excused us after sacrament to go home. It continued to snow, and snow, and snow. The boys and I decided to go shovel even though it was still snowing, there was about 8 inches by now. We shoveled our drive way and 2 of our neighbors. This is where the mess came ( I know you thought it was the snow) nope it was that the boys and I decided to have a snowball fight. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun until Alex gave Zach a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; wash. So I was giving him one back he was getting up when his arm bent to far in. I told him to get up and go inside, what a boob. Well his arm continued to hurt and started to swell. John thought it may be popped out of place and to take him to get it checked. So off we went to the hospital at 7:30 at night, still snowing! They took X-rays, and not out of place but broken. Boy did I feel bad! So now he is in a cast and can't play in the snow for 6 weeks. What a mess!! That is my life though!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-7645782454239715330?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7645782454239715330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=7645782454239715330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7645782454239715330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7645782454239715330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-means-mess.html' title='Snow Means Mess!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-7520168250041886262</id><published>2008-11-14T08:57:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:59:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqxNyrVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/B4BkJ_68QX8/s1600-h/PA160512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268543795719482706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqxNyrVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/B4BkJ_68QX8/s200/PA160512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We had such a great time at Disneyland. The my whole family went with the exception of John and Scott who both had to stay home and work, so Denise and I could pay for our trip! we loved going and being there with everyone. Andy was my little or not so little companion. Andy helped me drive to and from, and around California once we got &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to Utah I couldn't have done it with out him or the help of others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is my favorite picture of Denise, Andy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqXKfQiI/AAAAAAAAACs/E0nKYIz-EvU/s1600-h/PA170517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268543788726305314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqXKfQiI/AAAAAAAAACs/E0nKYIz-EvU/s200/PA170517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex is just loving having Grandpa peaking around him. If you look close he is laughing. Finally a picture with all the grand kids together, now the challenge of getting the entire family in one spot at the same time for a family picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqDi5LkI/AAAAAAAAACk/ckCmX9fjQf8/s1600-h/PA180560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268543783459958338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqDi5LkI/AAAAAAAAACk/ckCmX9fjQf8/s200/PA180560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We went to Princess land while at Disneyland. The girls loved it. Funny story, when we finally got up to the front of the line to see the princesses,the lady who controls the groups said to the girls, " what beautiful Princesses we have. A little tiny one( Brookelyn),a bigger one(Elise), a real big one(Courtney), and what a Cute sir night(Makenna). Makenna just before we left decided to cut her own hair and now has a short hair cut. I made her where her pink ears the rest of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gp_MSxuI/AAAAAAAAACc/T4tWZ-AwcyY/s1600-h/PA170533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268543782291424994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gp_MSxuI/AAAAAAAAACc/T4tWZ-AwcyY/s200/PA170533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids with Minnie and Mickey Mouse at California Adventures. Makenna loves them on Mickey Mouse Club House. She just couldn't stop staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gpZr5ygI/AAAAAAAAACU/eeSkNf--OCQ/s1600-h/Gary_%26_Donna_054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268543772223457794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gpZr5ygI/AAAAAAAAACU/eeSkNf--OCQ/s200/Gary_%26_Donna_054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Courtney is always being goofy so this fits perfectly.&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/4935555588682946404-7520168250041886262?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7520168250041886262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=7520168250041886262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7520168250041886262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/7520168250041886262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SR2gqxNyrVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/B4BkJ_68QX8/s72-c/PA160512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-5373253968935839764</id><published>2008-11-09T10:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:08:04.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcgbyuiIcI/AAAAAAAAACM/YIm59L2QVsU/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266713951078588866" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcgbyuiIcI/AAAAAAAAACM/YIm59L2QVsU/s200/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My friend Diane, Jordan and Little Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Courtney and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdXwRFQZI/AAAAAAAAACE/C9zfskAPWRQ/s1600-h/P1010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266710583163830674" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdXwRFQZI/AAAAAAAAACE/C9zfskAPWRQ/s200/P1010039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween was a great time at our house. We started things off with a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;church party. We had a chili cook off and a brownie bake off. I got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place it the brownie bake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;off with a turtle brownie. We had a carnival and of course went Trunk-or-Treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdXYZN18I/AAAAAAAAAB8/E7_SSAnF5Rg/s1600-h/P1010034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266710576755496898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdXYZN18I/AAAAAAAAAB8/E7_SSAnF5Rg/s200/P1010034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had an American Doll "Felicity"( Courtney), the super heroes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Batman and Robin (Alex and Zach), a princess (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makenna&lt;/span&gt;), and a dragon (Jordan). I was a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;surgeon, a clean room worker, an astronaut, or what ever you want me to be. I just dressed up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;because my kids wanted me to. Alex was never around when we were taking pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdWqhz2VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5kvDM0g6jZs/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266710564443511122" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcdWqhz2VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5kvDM0g6jZs/s200/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; We went Trick-or-Treating on Halloween. My kids are one of the only kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; in our neighborhood so they were given handfuls of candy at a time. When the kids put all their candy together they had a half a kitchen garbage bag full, to much if you ask me. We even use the Trunk-or-Treat candy to pass out at home. Good times though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4935555588682946404-5373253968935839764?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5373253968935839764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=5373253968935839764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5373253968935839764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/5373253968935839764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRcgbyuiIcI/AAAAAAAAACM/YIm59L2QVsU/s72-c/P1010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-4145026403951829357</id><published>2008-11-08T20:49:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:08:29.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRZfFrmIvbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2yZnUVIHrOk/s1600-h/Gary_%26_Donna_034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266501365463039410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRZfFrmIvbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2yZnUVIHrOk/s200/Gary_%26_Donna_034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to Disneyland we stopped at my Grandparents house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trona&lt;/span&gt;. It was the kids, my parents, and Andy. These are pictures of Alex and Zach playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ball in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; back yard. All of the kids were covered in sand. You would never have guessed that they had a bath the night before. It was really nice to see my grandparents and Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Davetta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRZe1Qkv7lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WsjLH0r9veY/s1600-h/Gary_%26_Donna_036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266501083331554898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRZe1Qkv7lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WsjLH0r9veY/s200/Gary_%26_Donna_036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4935555588682946404-4145026403951829357?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4145026403951829357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=4145026403951829357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4145026403951829357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/4145026403951829357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-our-way-to-disneyland-we-stopped-at.html' title='Trona'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SRZfFrmIvbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2yZnUVIHrOk/s72-c/Gary_%26_Donna_034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935555588682946404.post-1718551974425105605</id><published>2008-11-06T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:57:08.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogger</title><content type='html'>So I finally did it and started a blog. I hope to beable to post some of the humor in my life. When I get a new camera I will post some pictures too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935555588682946404-1718551974425105605?l=lisa-christensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1718551974425105605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935555588682946404&amp;postID=1718551974425105605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1718551974425105605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935555588682946404/posts/default/1718551974425105605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisa-christensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-blogger.html' title='New Blogger'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11469463572415677754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGYuPyfT18w/SdwsIDphIFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MVcwK6V7htQ/S220/DSCN0260.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
