<?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-7890045574395633375</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:06:17.704-07:00</updated><category term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>ONE DAY AT A TIME</title><subtitle type='html'>Bybee Family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7002299349392912742</id><published>2010-10-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:52:07.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL0x7pWNI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KKcHW7Vfp-s/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029788075415762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL0x7pWNI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KKcHW7Vfp-s/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little Taiylor.  3rd grade, Here she comes w/ almost no teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL1QAzP1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/qOKuJbklOTY/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029796150099794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL1QAzP1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/qOKuJbklOTY/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st grade Here I come!  At least he's happy here...just wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL1tyM1-I/AAAAAAAAAok/2h4k8o4OxwE/s1600/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029804141926370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL1tyM1-I/AAAAAAAAAok/2h4k8o4OxwE/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother-Sister Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL13Zn4XI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZW_SifjQNu8/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029806723195250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL13Zn4XI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZW_SifjQNu8/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the bus!  Still doing okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL2BJrz9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/RKEuvL3mCDU/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029809340698578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL2BJrz9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/RKEuvL3mCDU/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OHHH, not so much.  Hit the doors to school and he lost it.  Bless his heart.  At least he's cute when he cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlMJLPd4rI/AAAAAAAAAo8/FP4Xs8JapOs/s1600/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524030138466820786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlMJLPd4rI/AAAAAAAAAo8/FP4Xs8JapOs/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor is polar opposite, thank goodness.  She just rolls with the punches and jumps right in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a little crazy and this is a late posting.  Happy to say that Cameron is doing a little better in school and has a fantastic teacher.  Everyday is a step in the right direction (we hope).  I am glad Taiylor is there to help support her brother.  Can't believe they are growing so big, so fast!  Little Brinley just keeps saying, "When I go to school, mom, I won't cry."  She remains an adorbale little spitfire!  Taiylor seems to be doing great other than all her "trades" with friends...seems to be the thing to do in 3rd grade.  Trade this for that...ya know the routine!  I can't believe how much she is learning.  Love you guys, proud of you!  Happy school year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-7002299349392912742?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7002299349392912742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-day-of-school-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7002299349392912742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7002299349392912742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-day-of-school-2010.html' title='1st day of school 2010'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TKlL0x7pWNI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KKcHW7Vfp-s/s72-c/IMG_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-6664312097363049718</id><published>2010-08-05T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:43:08.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor's Baptism</title><content type='html'>What A Glorious Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO79G_23I/AAAAAAAAAnM/HxBH_ZDdgyU/s1600/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502148530430532466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO79G_23I/AAAAAAAAAnM/HxBH_ZDdgyU/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how proud just before leaving for the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuP2ghu-lI/AAAAAAAAAn8/FN5qqE_1NlA/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuP3V4fL9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/CO9BTJH94-8/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502149550692839378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuP3V4fL9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/CO9BTJH94-8/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the baptism...isn't she beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuP1wiNhdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8tH-Vnj4ssA/s1600/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502149523487426002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuP1wiNhdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8tH-Vnj4ssA/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO9ng7KRI/AAAAAAAAAns/nQmYK1Rx4OU/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502148558993434898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO9ng7KRI/AAAAAAAAAns/nQmYK1Rx4OU/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandma Burtenshaw and Taiylor. What a beautiful memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO9CHMVjI/AAAAAAAAAnk/u0ql-wLp5lk/s1600/IMG_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502148548953396786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO9CHMVjI/AAAAAAAAAnk/u0ql-wLp5lk/s320/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Horne &amp;amp; Grandma and Grandpa Bybee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO82QdV4I/AAAAAAAAAnc/H8Uy22BTADo/s1600/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502148545771034498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO82QdV4I/AAAAAAAAAnc/H8Uy22BTADo/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bybee Family...need to work on taking pictures in the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO8UyoSyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7RKuUYomgkc/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502148536787553058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO8UyoSyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7RKuUYomgkc/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horne Family...also need to work on pictures in the sun!&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;What a fabulous day! I am so proud of my little Taiylor &amp;amp; her decision to be baptized. We have been so blessed to have her in our life. She is so thoughtful &amp;amp; we our so lucky to have her as our daughter. I couldn't have been a prouder mom especially when Taiylor and I were able to sing together for her baptism. She sang beautifully &amp;amp; I couldn't hold back the tears. She truly looked like a princess. We love you Taiylor and can't wait to see what lies ahead!&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/7890045574395633375-6664312097363049718?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6664312097363049718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/08/taiylors-baptism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6664312097363049718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6664312097363049718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/08/taiylors-baptism.html' title='Taiylor&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TFuO79G_23I/AAAAAAAAAnM/HxBH_ZDdgyU/s72-c/IMG_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-6299045440530583871</id><published>2010-06-16T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:01:20.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Taiylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Can't believe my little girl turned eight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2biQxMRI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dhYlz-rNDWA/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483473867981795602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2biQxMRI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dhYlz-rNDWA/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So don't pay attention to the goofy mom shot, but isn't she so cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2Z2OWB7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/ST2gKUhLoJ0/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483473838980597682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2Z2OWB7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/ST2gKUhLoJ0/s320/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We started the evening out with the girls making their own pizzas. Making them was a little crazy because the dough was stuck to their plates, but they turned out good and they had a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk4DKIrNeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rxT7vruyH9I/s1600/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483475648211793378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk4DKIrNeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rxT7vruyH9I/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the girls had their own 7 inch cake to decorate.  It was theirs to take home. I had frosting and sprinkles everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2acqDIuI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CdqbvRfL_5Y/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483473849297347298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2acqDIuI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CdqbvRfL_5Y/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor thought this was a lot of fun and was making a flower for her cake. I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2a4-WENI/AAAAAAAAAmE/mncevK7ebik/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483473856898666706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2a4-WENI/AAAAAAAAAmE/mncevK7ebik/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product. These girls were pretty creative. They all turned out really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk3U9jXjqI/AAAAAAAAAmU/xCJuKQOfnXA/s1600/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483474854560108194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk3U9jXjqI/AAAAAAAAAmU/xCJuKQOfnXA/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for presents. This part never gets old for the Birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2ZTPTSoI/AAAAAAAAAls/J69duEBfm5A/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483473829589371522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2ZTPTSoI/AAAAAAAAAls/J69duEBfm5A/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's a party without games...forgot to take pictures of the balloon games because I was too busy laughing at all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk3Vf7qq9I/AAAAAAAAAmc/qUbv4HCMCuQ/s1600/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483474863788829650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk3Vf7qq9I/AAAAAAAAAmc/qUbv4HCMCuQ/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now they finish the late night off with a movie and starburst. Watching Barbie and the Mermaid Tale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning eight is such a big accomplishment and a milestone in Taiylor's life. We are so proud of her and the beautiful young girl she has become. I know she is going to accomplish great things and look forward to many more crazy Birthday parties and everlasting memories. We love you Taiylor.&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/7890045574395633375-6299045440530583871?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6299045440530583871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-taiylor.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6299045440530583871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6299045440530583871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-taiylor.html' title='Happy Birthday Taiylor'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TBk2biQxMRI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dhYlz-rNDWA/s72-c/IMG_0246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5388338028997777823</id><published>2010-06-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:11:38.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor's 1st Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwblXbHjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/CDj70Kzzwek/s1600/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479878465792187954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwblXbHjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/CDj70Kzzwek/s320/IMG_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor played the role of mom to the little fox and she played it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwbJpUNpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sY5yqXmXSs8/s1600/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479878458351040146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwbJpUNpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sY5yqXmXSs8/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold your horses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwaj8f2wI/AAAAAAAAAlU/iqnDzeK9evM/s1600/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479878448230947586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwaj8f2wI/AAAAAAAAAlU/iqnDzeK9evM/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crew...look at that excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd graders had been practicing plays for quite some time and Taiylor was so excited.  She did an excellent job.  The teacher said the only thing she struggled to get Taiylor to do was look mad when the fox got in trouble.  Taiylor was so happy to do the play all she could do was smile!  Well done Taiylor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-5388338028997777823?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5388338028997777823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/taiylors-1st-play.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5388338028997777823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5388338028997777823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/taiylors-1st-play.html' title='Taiylor&apos;s 1st Play'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxwblXbHjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/CDj70Kzzwek/s72-c/IMG_0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7312371429578996795</id><published>2010-06-06T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:58:57.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Kindergarten Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WE DID IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr9muMjuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/z96zBurB3Qk/s1600/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873552713551586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr9muMjuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/z96zBurB3Qk/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and his graduation diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxsbVURI9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/iEqrmVHtRas/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479874063437472722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxsbVURI9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/iEqrmVHtRas/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron in the spotlight with his sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr-QzflQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Yki8ibTW6uQ/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873564010059010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr-QzflQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Yki8ibTW6uQ/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley loves her big brother...this was a spontaneous hug. She was very proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_hHDIeI/AAAAAAAAAks/lBFjxgMMRCY/s1600/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873585566917090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_hHDIeI/AAAAAAAAAks/lBFjxgMMRCY/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal Lemons...He told Cameron everyday that he was his main man. He greeted him off the bus and was such a help for Cameron's transistion. Thanks Mr. Lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_CtKpvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KPv-TULt8w8/s1600/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873577405294322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_CtKpvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KPv-TULt8w8/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Cameron's best friends, Drake Graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxsa9HgJ8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/g1r3rKcHWfg/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479874056941479874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxsa9HgJ8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/g1r3rKcHWfg/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always love the support from Grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_9srFjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/bEgEb5FeGVE/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873593240917554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr_9srFjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/bEgEb5FeGVE/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all the struggles we had this year with Kindergarten, Travis and I kinda felt like we were graduating with him. Cameron has grown so much this year in school. We started out forcing him on the bus sobbing :( and him having a death grip on Travis at school when we would drop him off to finally a diploma and a little boy that has gained some confidence in what he can do. We are very proud of him and he is way excited for Summer. This kid would stay outside everyday from sunup to sundown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-7312371429578996795?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7312371429578996795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/cameron-kindergarten-graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7312371429578996795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7312371429578996795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/06/cameron-kindergarten-graduation.html' title='Cameron Kindergarten Graduation'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/TAxr9muMjuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/z96zBurB3Qk/s72-c/IMG_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8788470396388888573</id><published>2010-03-17T20:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:04:10.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISNEYLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbFGxZ2wI/AAAAAAAAAis/yfMC6_KKwDo/s1600-h/100_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807536114490114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbFGxZ2wI/AAAAAAAAAis/yfMC6_KKwDo/s200/100_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Mickey at Disneyland. The flowers were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GdPMpR9KI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7P1-BJ8o7u8/s1600-h/100_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449809908512978082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GdPMpR9KI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7P1-BJ8o7u8/s200/100_1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor was amazed at the castle. Aren't they so cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbF63J7dI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Z_1nQUMXh0Y/s1600-h/100_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807550097255890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbF63J7dI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Z_1nQUMXh0Y/s200/100_0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved meeting the characters...Taiylor especially. Cameron was more into the rides and shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbHDZfnHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3Wg0Ey7a_sg/s1600-h/100_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807569568636018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbHDZfnHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3Wg0Ey7a_sg/s200/100_0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron thought this was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbFn-cu9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/dJXH4no1A7s/s1600-h/100_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807545027574738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbFn-cu9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/dJXH4no1A7s/s200/100_0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Taiylor's most favorite princesses. She was able to meet three of them, Snow White, Jasmine, and Sleeping Beauty. Look at that grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbGiUytrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Hzo4GA3154U/s1600-h/100_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807560690546354" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbGiUytrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Hzo4GA3154U/s200/100_1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor was asked to be part of the Celebration parade and loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GfXBxeHqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WkwgFq_Jqa0/s1600-h/100_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449812242056748706" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GfXBxeHqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WkwgFq_Jqa0/s200/100_0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron like the Tarzan treehouse and loved Jungle Cruise and Pirates of the Carribean. His most favorite was Splash Mountain and Big Thunder Railroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SEA WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GcfhI9muI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HA-ByXHZfV0/s1600-h/100_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449809089380850402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GcfhI9muI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HA-ByXHZfV0/s200/100_1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Shamu show. The kids were amazed until we got soaking wet from Shamu. They were both in tears and Cameron said "Gross, I just drank Shamu water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GcfAz8whI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EO7y8yeNJtQ/s1600-h/100_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449809080702779922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GcfAz8whI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EO7y8yeNJtQ/s200/100_1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were able to feed and pet the dolphins. Me too. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;LAGUANA BEACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GdgOgYnTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zVaelMCBcIk/s1600-h/100_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449810201070312754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GdgOgYnTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zVaelMCBcIk/s200/100_1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love the ocean and a beautiful beach. A picture is worth a thousand words. I could sit here forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GceGDaXqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/tA2pPncmuFQ/s1600-h/100_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449809064929943202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GceGDaXqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/tA2pPncmuFQ/s200/100_1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time for the kids at an ocean. It was chilly and they still loved it. They collected a ton of seashells and played in the waves and sand. I have a ton more pictures, but had to be a little selective for my blog. We definetely have to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GceZr6OyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DyHcF9pyyMs/s1600-h/100_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449809070200077090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GceZr6OyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DyHcF9pyyMs/s200/100_1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this turned out cute. The beach brings out the best in me. Lucky man...love this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was amazing. It wasn't really relaxing for Travis or I because we were constantly running and doing whatever the kids wanted to do. However, we made many memories and that is what matters the most. The kids loved it and other than the car rides, were best friends. It was so fun to see the excitement they had everday. They got a little worn out at the end of the day at Disneyland, but we would normally get some Cotton Candy and one time even gave in to giving them some Mountain Dew. Cameron was pretty excited to get to drink the adult pop with caffiene. Taiylor loved the princesses and getting autographs from all the characters. Cameron enjoyed the rides. The first rollercoaster we took them on, Space Mountain, was rather intimidating and all in the dark (our bad). Travis and I thought they mayhave passed out during the ride and we couldn't see them. When we got off they both had tears and said they were never going to do that again. They got brave and did other ones though. Travis's parents were able to meet us at Disneyland the second day and the kids were so excited to see them. They had been gone to Yuma, AZ for the last couple months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really enjoyed the beach although it was a little chilly. They played in the waves and looked everywhere for seashells. Travis and I loved watching them and enjoyed the beautiful view. Seaworld was fun and we are glad we went, but I think they were a little more fond of Disneyland. Cameron loved the sharks &amp;amp; the dolphins and Taiylor loved the dolphins &amp;amp; Shamu. They thought the Sea lion show was a lot of fun especially because they didn't get wet. We hated the trip to come to an end, but were excited to go home to see Brinley who was able to stay with Grandma Horne. Nothing better than building good memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8788470396388888573?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8788470396388888573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/03/disneyland-vacation.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8788470396388888573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8788470396388888573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/03/disneyland-vacation.html' title='Disneyland Vacation'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S6GbFGxZ2wI/AAAAAAAAAis/yfMC6_KKwDo/s72-c/100_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7399439610784239182</id><published>2010-03-04T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:03:22.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor Dentist app and Cameron's Crazy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbQUKrJWI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fEfmHnv07OQ/s1600-h/100_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022654084621666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbQUKrJWI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fEfmHnv07OQ/s320/100_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor was a little trooper.  She had 4 teeth pulled.  Her mouth is too tiny and they had to make some room for her permanent teeth.  Look at that priceless smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbQwIb2KI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WUL_odamIaI/s1600-h/100_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022661591423138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbQwIb2KI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WUL_odamIaI/s320/100_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everyone remember losing their front teeth and sticking the tongue through the middle..she has a cute lisp now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbRQzKJKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Y5NsUSxYLYM/s1600-h/100_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022670360552610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbRQzKJKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Y5NsUSxYLYM/s320/100_0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those teeth would have never came out on their own.  Look at the roots on those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbR-Y0XKI/AAAAAAAAAic/D3Vmg6eIFPA/s1600-h/100_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022682598104226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbR-Y0XKI/AAAAAAAAAic/D3Vmg6eIFPA/s320/100_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron had Dr. Suess crazy day at school today and picked out his outfit.  NICE SON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbSRDs57I/AAAAAAAAAik/_o37LtdMj4E/s1600-h/100_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022687609808818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbSRDs57I/AAAAAAAAAik/_o37LtdMj4E/s320/100_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was set on having a mohawk.  It seems to be the in thing with kids these days, but I won't let him have one, but for this day we let him have some fun.  Cute kid even with a crazy mohawk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-7399439610784239182?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7399439610784239182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/03/taiylor-dentist-app-and-camerons-crazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7399439610784239182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7399439610784239182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/03/taiylor-dentist-app-and-camerons-crazy.html' title='Taiylor Dentist app and Cameron&apos;s Crazy Day!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S5CbQUKrJWI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fEfmHnv07OQ/s72-c/100_0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1016652706704830781</id><published>2010-02-06T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:36:14.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brinley's little shiner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25Ca06WorI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3S5-lwish7w/s1600-h/100_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435354828930196146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25Ca06WorI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3S5-lwish7w/s320/100_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for her nukkie!  OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25Cbcfi8jI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QgTN4JBTGvY/s1600-h/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435354839555174962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25Cbcfi8jI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QgTN4JBTGvY/s320/100_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks a little tipsy!  Isn't she irresitable even with a black eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25CbjkqvhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gtBhMeT6OF4/s1600-h/100_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435354841455705618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25CbjkqvhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gtBhMeT6OF4/s320/100_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst all this we manage to find a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our first black eye.  Apparently she was jumping off the couch at daycare before Kaylnn could get to her and she hit her eye.  Glad it was only a black eye and no stitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-1016652706704830781?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1016652706704830781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/02/brinleys-little-shiner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1016652706704830781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1016652706704830781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/02/brinleys-little-shiner.html' title='Brinley&apos;s little shiner!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S25Ca06WorI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3S5-lwish7w/s72-c/100_0834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1235165902600925536</id><published>2010-02-04T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:58:50.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday MACY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw-KXRdzI/AAAAAAAAAhk/15K-Lt_MX08/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434631957332981554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw-KXRdzI/AAAAAAAAAhk/15K-Lt_MX08/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 yr ago...oooh she was so cute and little! Love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw9RbT6QI/AAAAAAAAAhc/xipNgOXpZoY/s1600-h/100_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434631942049097986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw9RbT6QI/AAAAAAAAAhc/xipNgOXpZoY/s200/100_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, despite my wishes she has her own pillow and when Travis comes home she is scratching the door. Good thing is... she doesn't leave the entrance way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw8_lVNBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/JnfzLEVG4ws/s1600-h/100_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434631937259287570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw8_lVNBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/JnfzLEVG4ws/s200/100_0810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she sits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw8dT_DiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vhyVunOjSyA/s1600-h/100_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434631928059727394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw8dT_DiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vhyVunOjSyA/s200/100_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out she goes...she has gotten so big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have thought that a dog could become part of a family. I can honestly say that the statement, "A dog is a man's best friend" is true. Travis loves that dog and I would have to say my little Brinley comes in a close second. Brinley calls her "My Best Buddy." Macy will follow Travis anywhere, literally. Travis will walk around the house and Macey will move window to window to find him. Cameron loves to train her and always looks forward to Duck Hunting season and Taiylor well she wants a little dog. As for me, I enjoy watching them and on occasion get succored in by the puppy eyes. I still wish dogs wore diapers and had no desire to chew on things. Happy 1st year Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-1235165902600925536?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1235165902600925536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-macy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1235165902600925536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1235165902600925536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-macy.html' title='Happy Birthday MACY!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/S2uw-KXRdzI/AAAAAAAAAhk/15K-Lt_MX08/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-152154515059977422</id><published>2010-01-03T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:47:12.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our New Years Eve was spent with my sister's family, Debbie, and my Mom and Dad.  We hung out at her house ate a lot of food (0f course) and watched a movie while the kids enjoyed playing.  The kids spent most of the day playing outside in the snow as we woke up to about 4 inches or more of white fluffy snow.  They have really enjoyed playing out their and sledding down our neighbor's hill in their backyard.  New Years Day was a great break for Travis and I as my mom offered to take our kids overnight for a sleepover at Grandma's house.  My kids had a blast and Brinley was so excited to sleep in her own big bed.  They played out in the snow and they even wore our old snowsuits that mom has kept all these years. (Will get those pictures from mom for a later posting.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for Travis and I we were able to go out for a night on the town for dinner and a movie.  Following the movie we drove around our old neighborhood, which was a lot of fun reflecting on our old memories as it was our first home.  A lot of stuff we miss, but we sure do love where we are now and all the memories we are building.  Now 2010 is here and the world thought we would never make it pass 2000.  I still remember being in Spokane filling my bathtub full of water in case we lost all the power and my mom being worried to death that we were so far away from family.  Well we made it and I am sure there will be many suprises, opportunities, and memories around the corner.  Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-152154515059977422?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/152154515059977422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/152154515059977422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/152154515059977422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-176405374123063147</id><published>2009-12-30T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:20:16.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bybee Christmas '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhsdJKKjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RS2m934OVOs/s1600-h/100_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421245099068238386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhsdJKKjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RS2m934OVOs/s200/100_0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwhs2QA6RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tBVDl85_lfk/s1600-h/100_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421245105807878418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwhs2QA6RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tBVDl85_lfk/s200/100_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhtFZ9jBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xAEi1VcichI/s1600-h/100_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421245109876132882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhtFZ9jBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xAEi1VcichI/s200/100_0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhthV-FwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/r7NukNPzd_Q/s1600-h/100_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421245117375584002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhthV-FwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/r7NukNPzd_Q/s200/100_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhuOAIkCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lLJeYc6397c/s1600-h/100_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421245129363591202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhuOAIkCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lLJeYc6397c/s200/100_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwirL4X9dI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ktVXmqYNR9k/s1600-h/100_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246176766195154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwirL4X9dI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ktVXmqYNR9k/s200/100_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwirRsx1qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QoTWac-YmYQ/s1600-h/100_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246178328172194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwirRsx1qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QoTWac-YmYQ/s200/100_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwi6XRyiiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1Ucp3N_BI9g/s1600-h/100_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246437523622434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwi6XRyiiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1Ucp3N_BI9g/s200/100_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwiqblijgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/c2Y_YIYhsrY/s1600-h/100_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246163802295810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwiqblijgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/c2Y_YIYhsrY/s200/100_0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwir_-O_nI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OK6inrV_maI/s1600-h/100_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246190749417074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szwir_-O_nI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OK6inrV_maI/s200/100_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwisfX01cI/AAAAAAAAAg8/igngowL7jU8/s1600-h/100_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421246199178253762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwisfX01cI/AAAAAAAAAg8/igngowL7jU8/s200/100_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Christmas Eve started out with us going out to dinner and watching a movie at home while the kids opened up their Christmas Eve gift of new P.J.'s We then did the Scripture story of the birth of Christ and sent the kids to bed. They didn't get to sleep until 1045pm because they were too excited for Santa. Then the morning came and what a morning it was. It started out at 5:45AM as the kids ran out to see their gifts from Santa Claus. Cameron was excited for his bow &amp;amp; arrow, but wanted to know where all the other gifts were that he asked Santa to bring. We had to explain to him that Santa has to take gifts to a lot of boys and girls. Fortunatley he bought it! Taiylor was ecstatic for her American Girl and she has carried it everwhere with her since she got it. Brinley was a little unsure of the whole thing til she got into her stocking and found juice, gum, and candy then she was in seventh heaven. She got the idea of opening presents really quickly as she watched her siblings. The picture of Travis out in the garage was where I had to put his gift because it was too big, I even suprised him this year YEAH!! Unfortunately Christmas morning went by too fast, as I had to go to work at 10am. Nevertheless, I am so grateful for the morning and the memories we were able to build! Merry Christmas.&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/7890045574395633375-176405374123063147?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/176405374123063147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/bybee-christmas-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/176405374123063147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/176405374123063147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/bybee-christmas-09.html' title='Bybee Christmas &apos;09'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzwhsdJKKjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RS2m934OVOs/s72-c/100_0748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8642338175236534593</id><published>2009-12-27T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:13:17.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling for Christmas '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzgsQIdVSeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u4khXrhUyZw/s1600-h/100_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420130807200434658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzgsQIdVSeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u4khXrhUyZw/s320/100_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzgsQUBI6NI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2KY0HC-Xobo/s1600-h/100_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420130810303408338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzgsQUBI6NI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2KY0HC-Xobo/s320/100_0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The kids wanted to go caroling for one of our Christmas activities and they had a blast. We went to about 5 neighbor homes and they would pick the song to sing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brinley&lt;/span&gt; got the hang of it after about the second home and she would run from car to house just smiling. The kids really liked it when the neighbors would let us sing then they would give the kids their neighbor gift. (typical children) Caroling isn't Travis favorite, but he was a good sport and also smiled the whole time. We ended our night with some hot chocolate. Love Christmas traditions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8642338175236534593?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8642338175236534593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/caroling-for-christmas-09.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8642338175236534593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8642338175236534593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/caroling-for-christmas-09.html' title='Caroling for Christmas &apos;09'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzgsQIdVSeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u4khXrhUyZw/s72-c/100_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-116892311435747569</id><published>2009-12-22T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:59:50.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Brinley loves to be in the kitchen...so I thought she could help me make our neighbor gifts. We made mini loaves of bread and homemade freezer jam. She made a huge mess, but loved every minute of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfhfMAbtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cqCIgp_9fhM/s1600-h/100_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287224359775954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfhfMAbtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cqCIgp_9fhM/s320/100_0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Her own little mitten &amp;amp; spoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfhLgjOOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bhnSW4SmpH4/s1600-h/100_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287219077232866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfhLgjOOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bhnSW4SmpH4/s320/100_0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;She typically loves to play in the big bucket of flour, but I thought a little pan would be safer and less clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfgkN58aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/EtVPIrZ98to/s1600-h/100_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287208530047394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfgkN58aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/EtVPIrZ98to/s320/100_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;She transferred the flour with sugar, chocolate chips, salt and anything else we could mix back and forth from pan to floor to pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Taiylor was in the school choir and had a beautiful choir program. She has a beautiful little voice and loves to sing and make everybody smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfh5XSGYI/AAAAAAAAAdU/hBo0AER9xbE/s1600-h/100_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287231386392962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfh5XSGYI/AAAAAAAAAdU/hBo0AER9xbE/s320/100_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Isn't she beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGficaAWLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yHOFV7P24j4/s1600-h/100_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287240793053362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGficaAWLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yHOFV7P24j4/s320/100_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Special suprise for the kids. Santa showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Too help the kids remember the Reason for the Season; we took them to the visitors center and watched a Christmas movie. Travis then bore his testimony to the kids and then they listened to the story about the Christus Statue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGgK-8pm9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/3k_KptaMxgs/s1600-h/100_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287937259936722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGgK-8pm9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/3k_KptaMxgs/s320/100_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a cute group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGgLHT0OOI/AAAAAAAAAds/NuNvcXysB8A/s1600-h/100_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287939504584930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGgLHT0OOI/AAAAAAAAAds/NuNvcXysB8A/s320/100_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas Season is always such a blessing in our life. Despite all the business and the chaos, we always manage to take the time to Remember our Savior and His Birth. Thanksgiving seemed to come and go and I didn't get a chance to post pictures. I always want my children to know the importance of Christmas and yes, Santa is a lot of fun; but one day they will see what it is all about!&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/7890045574395633375-116892311435747569?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/116892311435747569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/116892311435747569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/116892311435747569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SzGfhfMAbtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cqCIgp_9fhM/s72-c/100_0719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1588535533682353187</id><published>2009-11-18T20:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:23:17.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brinley's real first snow day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SwTHUesh2BI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ksxtnwAfkbA/s1600/100_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405664607402579986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SwTHUesh2BI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ksxtnwAfkbA/s320/100_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Bundled Up...Ready for the 1st snowfall of 2009 and old enough to now what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SwTHU0OdFKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7Z6M-3STrJA/s1600/100_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405664613182018722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SwTHU0OdFKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7Z6M-3STrJA/s320/100_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley and Cameron out making snowballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Brinley's first year she understands snow.  She knows enough to say, "Snow...Berrrr."&lt;br /&gt;She enjoyed the time outside with her brother, but lost her gloves and came in with red hands.  So many more adventures to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-1588535533682353187?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1588535533682353187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/11/brinleys-real-first-snow-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1588535533682353187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1588535533682353187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/11/brinleys-real-first-snow-day.html' title='Brinley&apos;s real first snow day.'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SwTHUesh2BI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ksxtnwAfkbA/s72-c/100_0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5776714827847602149</id><published>2009-11-01T19:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:37:03.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q5XwyloI/AAAAAAAAAbY/mbMA7scyz40/s1600-h/100_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341949825226370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q5XwyloI/AAAAAAAAAbY/mbMA7scyz40/s320/100_0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor has never been fond of pumpkin "guts,"  but Brinley and Cameron dug right in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q5sohi2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/KRK4duOQVo8/s1600-h/100_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341955427699554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q5sohi2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/KRK4duOQVo8/s320/100_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final product.  They were so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6AIbCII/AAAAAAAAAbo/4N0pg3tP6ow/s1600-h/100_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341960661764226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6AIbCII/AAAAAAAAAbo/4N0pg3tP6ow/s320/100_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Halloween family shot.  (Brinley got a little messy, so it was just easier to take off the clothes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6j_l9fI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UK4o5KS1A04/s1600-h/100_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341970288408050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6j_l9fI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UK4o5KS1A04/s320/100_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating sugar cookies.  This year I got a new recipe for hard frosting, so the kids were actually able to paint them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6wCswzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DMX5Qx7J2ik/s1600-h/100_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341973522662194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q6wCswzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DMX5Qx7J2ik/s320/100_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they so cute!  What a long night full of sugar &amp;amp; fantasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5RtmsSZEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XOXEDhYzejA/s1600-h/100_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399342847186068546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5RtmsSZEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XOXEDhYzejA/s320/100_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be my super beautiful princess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Rtzx_bII/AAAAAAAAAcI/PzKcTexM5dU/s1600-h/100_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399342850699652226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Rtzx_bII/AAAAAAAAAcI/PzKcTexM5dU/s320/100_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be Super Scary... Vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5RuaNmNhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p-sYL9vLT7I/s1600-h/100_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399342861015987730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5RuaNmNhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p-sYL9vLT7I/s320/100_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this would be super Cutie...Minnie Mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was nice to finally spend Halloween with my kids, I have had to work the last couple years.  I forgot how much running around you do especially when you have a 2 yr old that wants to go everywhere her big siblings went.  The kids had a fun time and now they are looking forward to Thanksgiving and yes especially Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-5776714827847602149?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5776714827847602149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5776714827847602149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5776714827847602149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Su5Q5XwyloI/AAAAAAAAAbY/mbMA7scyz40/s72-c/100_0639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-819007235524364838</id><published>2009-10-26T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:19:12.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor's Little Miss Rigby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1lP6jmI/AAAAAAAAAao/sNZMiCHGKfU/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126368795987554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1lP6jmI/AAAAAAAAAao/sNZMiCHGKfU/s320/100_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the contestants. "42" of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZy1BHXuyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9JXuyfo-a-4/s1600-h/100_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397127458608102178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZy1BHXuyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9JXuyfo-a-4/s320/100_0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor's Big Sister...Sarah...She still misses her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1lP6jmI/AAAAAAAAAao/sNZMiCHGKfU/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1wmP2AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QZxq-KLmaZc/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126371842447362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1wmP2AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QZxq-KLmaZc/s320/100_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always been a poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx25dKg5I/AAAAAAAAAbI/sL4G-9phCbA/s1600-h/100_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126391400137618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx25dKg5I/AAAAAAAAAbI/sL4G-9phCbA/s320/100_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fancy backdrop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx2t2MHuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ixyEubB38zg/s1600-h/100_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126388283875042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx2t2MHuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ixyEubB38zg/s320/100_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Horne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx2ZGm_hI/AAAAAAAAAa4/X5MzpXH6oKE/s1600-h/100_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126382715600402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx2ZGm_hI/AAAAAAAAAa4/X5MzpXH6oKE/s320/100_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Bybee&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;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Taiylor had a wonderful time and came home telling me she really felt like a princess that night. I was so proud of her. She did a great job. After the pageant was done all the big sisters gave the girls a little reward and Taiylor was given "Little Miss Dancer." She came home and immediately hung it on her wall. I am grateful for the experience she had and think it was good for her self-esteem. Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for all the support!! So proud of you Taiylor!&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/7890045574395633375-819007235524364838?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/819007235524364838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/10/taiylors-little-miss-rigby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/819007235524364838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/819007235524364838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/10/taiylors-little-miss-rigby.html' title='Taiylor&apos;s Little Miss Rigby'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SuZx1lP6jmI/AAAAAAAAAao/sNZMiCHGKfU/s72-c/100_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-6404333208165255165</id><published>2009-10-01T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:27:39.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvmotRqjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ea6vfFSmD9Q/s1600-h/100_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387835238771698226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvmotRqjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ea6vfFSmD9Q/s320/100_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A fun filled day of canning peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVv2uT6Q0I/AAAAAAAAAag/fun2_zk8MTU/s1600-h/100_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387835515153826626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVv2uT6Q0I/AAAAAAAAAag/fun2_zk8MTU/s320/100_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's job was to peel the peaches. Cute little hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvnobIHnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WefzTIT62pA/s1600-h/100_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387835255875444338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvnobIHnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WefzTIT62pA/s320/100_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and Grandma Horne. For some reason the kids always seem to learn a little more with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvo5DOdjI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PrHW8MeD0W8/s1600-h/100_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387835277518468658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvo5DOdjI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PrHW8MeD0W8/s320/100_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvoVZD7YI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ptuxY14r5TU/s1600-h/100_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387835267946376578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvoVZD7YI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ptuxY14r5TU/s320/100_0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron holding a piece of peach skin. What great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Despite all the mess and time of canning. It always feels great to get it done &amp;amp; place them on my shelves. The kids really seem to enjoy this time &amp;amp; look forward to helping me and of course Grandma can. Their favorite seems to be peeling the peaches, adding the sugar, and of course eating them fresh. The love to can pears because we color our juice with food coloring. So if you go down to our pantry you will see rainbow pears...orange, green, yellow, blue, purple, pink, aqua, and even yes thanks to Travis black. Thanks mom for always coming over to help. She seems to have more patience with the kids as they help us can. Brinley canned the first time this year and other than taking 1 bite out of a lot of pears she loved to watch Grandma pull the stem off with her teeth. Great Memories!!&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/7890045574395633375-6404333208165255165?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6404333208165255165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/10/canning-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6404333208165255165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6404333208165255165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/10/canning-day.html' title='Canning Day'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SsVvmotRqjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ea6vfFSmD9Q/s72-c/100_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-526722684097539659</id><published>2009-09-11T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:11:31.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Sweet Brinley...</title><content type='html'>Learns to take off the diaper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlk7QIBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mS6IHiWSxxE/s1600-h/100_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380411318065963026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlk7QIBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mS6IHiWSxxE/s320/100_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UH OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlDj7MjI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DFZ7uG7A-NU/s1600-h/100_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380411309109752370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlDj7MjI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DFZ7uG7A-NU/s320/100_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlk7QIBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mS6IHiWSxxE/s1600-h/100_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPmDbkglI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lCK701jZYyg/s1600-h/100_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380411326254580306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPmDbkglI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lCK701jZYyg/s320/100_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaper almost off and throwing a fit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is learning new things every day words and actions.  They grow up so fast.  Her newest word is Heavy pronounced HEBEE.  She is a free spirit and keeps us on our toes, but such a joy in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-526722684097539659?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/526722684097539659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-my-sweet-brinley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/526722684097539659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/526722684097539659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-my-sweet-brinley.html' title='Oh my Sweet Brinley...'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SqsPlk7QIBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mS6IHiWSxxE/s72-c/100_0551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-3758300141923814071</id><published>2009-08-31T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:50:30.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Busy...</title><content type='html'>Just a quick catch up...Taiylor is loving school which is a true blessing.  I am so grateful she enjoys learning.  Cameron on the other hand is struggling with school.  So far we haven't made it a day with out a lot of tears.  Grandma Horne went to school last time and the time before that I had to pull him out early.  We are hoping for a better day tomorrow.  So far no tears the night before which is improvement.  He is such a cute kid, but so afraid of change and feeling a little insecure.  Brinley is growing up more everyday and hitting the terrible two's early.  She is so smart and comes up with new things all the time.  She actually got all our keys out of the drawer found the 4-wheeler keys and then I found her on the 4-wheeler with the keys in the ignition and trying to start it.  That's a little scary.  As for Travis and I we are staying busy with work and raising a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-3758300141923814071?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3758300141923814071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/staying-busy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3758300141923814071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3758300141923814071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/staying-busy.html' title='Staying Busy...'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8020172641085706354</id><published>2009-08-20T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:20:40.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School 2009-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2e9WkGUyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/g-eu69zlQAA/s1600-h/100_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124707389068066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2e9WkGUyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/g-eu69zlQAA/s320/100_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's 1st day of Kindergarten. Isn't he so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2e85X57zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ninxXSW5124/s1600-h/100_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124699553296178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2e85X57zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ninxXSW5124/s320/100_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor 2nd grade. She is a natural. Right before I took the picture she tilted her head for a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2euTsSCGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/x-8IjE8Fhcw/s1600-h/100_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124448920045666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2euTsSCGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/x-8IjE8Fhcw/s320/100_0530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bus. Taiylor excited and Cameron petrified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2etzVLVjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ySEktF9EUR0/s1600-h/100_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124440233203250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2etzVLVjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ySEktF9EUR0/s320/100_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bus arrives and now I am trying to convince Cameron he can do it and to stop crying. He was so scared, but trying to be so brave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2etJdO49I/AAAAAAAAAY4/QCleC0ZzWK8/s1600-h/100_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124428992701394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2etJdO49I/AAAAAAAAAY4/QCleC0ZzWK8/s320/100_0534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it on the bus. Thank goodness Taiylor is there with him. Good Job Cameron!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2esvdpeLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2V8nZzH0Pts/s1600-h/100_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124422015121586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2esvdpeLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2V8nZzH0Pts/s320/100_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron coming off the bus at school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dW2SNklI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ynNppZEnH7E/s1600-h/100_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122946377454162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dW2SNklI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ynNppZEnH7E/s320/100_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hands in the pockets and sister right behind. Maybe there is a ounce of confidence. They grow up so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dWSbGEII/AAAAAAAAAYg/pncbJ-ojfdM/s1600-h/100_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122936751034498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dWSbGEII/AAAAAAAAAYg/pncbJ-ojfdM/s320/100_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor's good friend Emma &amp;amp; of course Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dV9CTT_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/fJmibgXK6YE/s1600-h/100_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122931009900530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dV9CTT_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/fJmibgXK6YE/s320/100_0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron made it into class. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dVAsCp3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2A6sewFX9RE/s1600-h/100_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122914810406770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dVAsCp3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2A6sewFX9RE/s320/100_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and Mrs. Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dUb7zOkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/d_13sQC3mTI/s1600-h/100_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122904944392770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2dUb7zOkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/d_13sQC3mTI/s320/100_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor and Mrs. Coffin Wow she has grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, 1st day of school. Taiylor was full of excitement and couldn't wait to go. Cameron was really nervous and needed a lot of encouragement. They are both great kids, but so different. Taiylor is outgoing &amp;amp; adapts fairly easy to change. Cameron is a little go getter, but likes to be close to home &amp;amp; change makes him nervous. I guess you could say Taiylor is a lot like me and Cameron a lot like his dad. I am so proud of them both and hope their 1st day is wonderful! Brinley now home a lone and bored with out her siblings to follow.&lt;/span&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/7890045574395633375-8020172641085706354?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8020172641085706354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-school-2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8020172641085706354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8020172641085706354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-school-2009-2010.html' title='1st Day of School 2009-2010'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/So2e9WkGUyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/g-eu69zlQAA/s72-c/100_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5070844293951237832</id><published>2009-08-18T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:05:27.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin at Island Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEaQkbD-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X8DyWCQn_-0/s1600-h/100_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532567228649442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEaQkbD-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X8DyWCQn_-0/s320/100_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out on the 4-wheelers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEZPVb7EI/AAAAAAAAAXw/yey8gy1V0-k/s1600-h/100_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532549717486658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEZPVb7EI/AAAAAAAAAXw/yey8gy1V0-k/s320/100_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she so cute. She loves to ride...Helmet and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCXdrBBCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cnyP066wBu4/s1600-h/100_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530320183100450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCXdrBBCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cnyP066wBu4/s320/100_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My three little riders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEZj6qwII/AAAAAAAAAX4/TnGoEUPbo0s/s1600-h/100_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532555242356866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEZj6qwII/AAAAAAAAAX4/TnGoEUPbo0s/s320/100_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron fishing with his dad. He caught four fish and even got blood on his shoe to prove it. He was so proud. His true passion is hanging with his dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCW7f8mlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WfscE3-QtGw/s1600-h/100_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530311009868370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCW7f8mlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WfscE3-QtGw/s320/100_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo walking down the middle of the street at West Yellowstone. It added 25 min driving time...stubborn buffalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCWb6vsjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_wDEWPN0IQ8/s1600-h/100_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530302532334130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCWb6vsjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_wDEWPN0IQ8/s320/100_0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess he owns the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCV5g_MfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DwAaBjipnV8/s1600-h/100_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530293297492466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCV5g_MfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DwAaBjipnV8/s320/100_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firehole...Pam said it looked like a cheesy engagement picture! SCARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCVVJK33I/AAAAAAAAAXI/kIq2MaIov5w/s1600-h/100_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530283533918066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouCVVJK33I/AAAAAAAAAXI/kIq2MaIov5w/s320/100_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids waded for a little while at Firehole. &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;Another year has past &amp;amp; gone for the Bybee reunion cabin at Island Park. It can get a little crowded and chaotic, but we always end up having fun! The kids love to ride the 4-wheelers and Brinley was a little trooper. She fell asleep a couple times riding out of pure exhaustion, but she kept pointing to the 4-wheelers to ride and can even say it! It is beautiful country we have just at our back door. We look forward to next year!!&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/7890045574395633375-5070844293951237832?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5070844293951237832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabin-at-island-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5070844293951237832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5070844293951237832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabin-at-island-park.html' title='Cabin at Island Park'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SouEaQkbD-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X8DyWCQn_-0/s72-c/100_0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8141408865662606535</id><published>2009-07-30T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:14:33.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redfish Lake Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIv_07_cI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Wdk11EX_qEw/s1600-h/100_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359726832025026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIv_07_cI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Wdk11EX_qEw/s320/100_0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley was a little afraid of the water, but she loved playing in the sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIwJe9EUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/qvErXVcNa1E/s1600-h/100_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359729424175426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIwJe9EUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/qvErXVcNa1E/s320/100_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor and Cameron played a lot in the water and the sand.  They acutally got along for a whole 4 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKKYFWXMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/knYDFQjO53o/s1600-h/100_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364361279531539650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKKYFWXMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/knYDFQjO53o/s320/100_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron thought dad's snorkeling gear was pretty awesome.  He can be such a goof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIxWqH18I/AAAAAAAAAWY/GEWb3Ss_93E/s1600-h/100_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359750140549058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIxWqH18I/AAAAAAAAAWY/GEWb3Ss_93E/s320/100_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron, Travis, &amp;amp; cousin Devri riding the tubes.  Cameron was little nervous, but afterwards he wanted to go again.  Glad they didn't fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIwllhdqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/yeox3eitTTc/s1600-h/100_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359736967919266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIwllhdqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/yeox3eitTTc/s320/100_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor's 1st time skiing.  I had to give her 5 bucks!  Thanks Devri for standing in the cold water to help me little girl.  Your mom did the same for me!  We love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIxJIxmBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1AJ08EB-U2s/s1600-h/100_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359746511018002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIxJIxmBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1AJ08EB-U2s/s320/100_0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is up and going...She told me when we turned the boat to come back her face wasn't really happy because it was scary!  So proud of her.  Try again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKLqG3X8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/mnJi-591qa0/s1600-h/100_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364361301549604802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKLqG3X8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/mnJi-591qa0/s320/100_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor feeding the chipmunks at the campground.  Brinley tried to mimic the noise and loved to chase them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKLJ3G6oI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FsIa45yLxps/s1600-h/100_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364361292893579906" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKLJ3G6oI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FsIa45yLxps/s320/100_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's turn to feed the chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKMJm4jZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3rMMScTg1bw/s1600-h/100_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364361310005398930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKMJm4jZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3rMMScTg1bw/s320/100_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Redfish Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKM4lBqyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/twsOBbgHH_o/s1600-h/100_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364361322614074146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIKM4lBqyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/twsOBbgHH_o/s320/100_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, after 4 days...they all crashed within the first 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redfish lake has been our annual tradition with the Burtenshaw family for 32 yrs.  I have been going since I was a baby.  It is so beautiful despite the glacier water.  My kids had a blast and it was Brinley's first time camping.  She was a trooper but into everything.  Travis &amp;amp; I ran the whole time trying to keep her out of things or out of trouble.  It was fun to get away, but glad to come home to our warm beds and warm shower!  Thanks Grandpa Burtenshaw for starting a great family tradition.&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/7890045574395633375-8141408865662606535?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8141408865662606535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/redfish-lake-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8141408865662606535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8141408865662606535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/redfish-lake-trip.html' title='Redfish Lake Trip'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SnIIv_07_cI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Wdk11EX_qEw/s72-c/100_0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7215156086770757997</id><published>2009-07-19T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:36:50.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMERON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1_-4z9I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/njrZnZQkKJk/s1600-h/100_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408185162747858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1_-4z9I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/njrZnZQkKJk/s320/100_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little boy is "5" yrs old.  He wanted a skateboard cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1Jths_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/NK0A8Diz9zk/s1600-h/100_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408170594415602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1Jths_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/NK0A8Diz9zk/s320/100_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely there is a blue water ball from Brinley then a big fat hug for her brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-0gSBRNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/7IfZLAumcn8/s1600-h/100_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408159473190098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-0gSBRNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/7IfZLAumcn8/s320/100_0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor was excited to give him his first transformer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1T7mbHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HIQKPlq06cU/s1600-h/100_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408173337799794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1T7mbHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HIQKPlq06cU/s320/100_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon was spent with some of his friends for a water party.  He loves to play with the neighborhood boys.  He says they are his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_7acASTI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bv846PEuo3c/s1600-h/100_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360409377675168050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_7acASTI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bv846PEuo3c/s320/100_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 parties for him (family and friends).  Cameron reading his duck card from Grandpa and Grandma Bybee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_8JJW8cI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PzD6g12IvEk/s1600-h/100_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360409390213427650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_8JJW8cI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PzD6g12IvEk/s320/100_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Horne.  Capture moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_71j8YqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/90D6UNcj-Ts/s1600-h/100_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360409384956224162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP_71j8YqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/90D6UNcj-Ts/s320/100_0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Bybee.  Yet another moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-2LgSNrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5Q_AvVsanZg/s1600-h/100_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408188255614642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-2LgSNrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5Q_AvVsanZg/s320/100_0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's favorite gift.  Spongebob skatboard from Grandma and Grandpa Horne.  The only rule from Grandparents was parents had to buy all the gear and we did.  He rode it all night and already has figured out how to turn in a circle.  Dad pulled him behind on the 4 wheeler so he could get a feel of how to balance.  He is also excited to go to the Chuckers game from Grandma and Grandpa Bybee.  Now if it were only time for duck hunting my son would be in Heaven.  We love our little Cameron.  He can be a spitfire, but has the softest, sweetest personality ever.  Not to mention that he can be hilarious.  Happy Birthday Son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-7215156086770757997?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7215156086770757997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-cameron.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7215156086770757997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7215156086770757997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-cameron.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMERON'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SmP-1_-4z9I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/njrZnZQkKJk/s72-c/100_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-4258760608505640024</id><published>2009-07-09T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:02:31.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>Rexburg Splash Park. Ward play day and a Sister day for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIou2d7nI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p2j_vEGI5-I/s1600-h/100_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689408900591218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIou2d7nI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p2j_vEGI5-I/s320/100_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley's first carousel ride. She loved the horses &amp;amp; kept bopping her head to the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIoCiRNQI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FW1lJh13ObE/s1600-h/100_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689397004711170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIoCiRNQI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FW1lJh13ObE/s320/100_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride pony ride. Aren't they cute. Their cousins were on the horses next to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIn32DO7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/dMKNp1uFCk0/s1600-h/100_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689394134891442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIn32DO7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/dMKNp1uFCk0/s320/100_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and one of his buddies Bryce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbInTgwbFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H-FpKYmEsjQ/s1600-h/100_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689384381901906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbInTgwbFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H-FpKYmEsjQ/s320/100_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIm-1HmRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tr6_s8MCF9g/s1600-h/100_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689378830162194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIm-1HmRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tr6_s8MCF9g/s320/100_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley was a little nervous at first, but felt more comfortable if her brother and sister were by her side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had quite the week last week. Splash park on Wed then took the kids to Jackson to swim on Friday. Unfortunately that trip wasn't the best. Brinley got car sick &amp;amp; threw up all over the car and me. We had to ride home for 2 hours smelling vomit. Lucky us. When we got to the pool a little kid had an accident and they closed the kiddie pool which is why we took the 2 hour drive. The kids still said they had fun in the big pool and Taiylor said it was worth our time. Thanks kids. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-4258760608505640024?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4258760608505640024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/play-time-and-4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/4258760608505640024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/4258760608505640024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/play-time-and-4th-of-july.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbIou2d7nI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p2j_vEGI5-I/s72-c/100_0409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8097218342116544291</id><published>2009-07-09T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:44:15.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Travis</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRAVIS. The clock continues to click and for that we are grateful. It was nice to have family over to celebrate his day. For his birthday Travis got a new grill that does gas and charcoal and he is turning out to be quite the Bobby Flay. He got it at the beginning of the summer so no pictures in his BBQ suit, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElFNn4FI/AAAAAAAAATw/fXse20aikOk/s1600-h/100_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356684948137304146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElFNn4FI/AAAAAAAAATw/fXse20aikOk/s320/100_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is Travis holding a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; cake for his Birthday. He picked it out &amp;amp; thought Taiylor would think it was funny. He said it's all about the flavor not the color!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbEmftx4yI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iqvSlPBPETQ/s1600-h/100_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356684972431368994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbEmftx4yI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iqvSlPBPETQ/s320/100_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the family watching Brinley entertain everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElzMA2MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zLAqIMAeUvk/s1600-h/100_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356684960478582978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElzMA2MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zLAqIMAeUvk/s320/100_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture. Brinley was pretending to laugh like her dad while watching "America's Funniest Home Videos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElgaYsdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vfviNrhiSTo/s1600-h/100_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356684955438592466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElgaYsdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vfviNrhiSTo/s320/100_0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor and Cameron wrapped their own presents to give to their dad. I thought the &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;paper went exceptionally well with the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8097218342116544291?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8097218342116544291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-traviskids-daylittle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8097218342116544291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8097218342116544291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-traviskids-daylittle.html' title='Happy Birthday Travis'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SlbElFNn4FI/AAAAAAAAATw/fXse20aikOk/s72-c/100_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-430810725126108723</id><published>2009-06-28T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:59:39.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN DAY WITH THE KIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6yq64fI/AAAAAAAAATg/K8uFK4pfCHo/s1600-h/100_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406021861728754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6yq64fI/AAAAAAAAATg/K8uFK4pfCHo/s320/100_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free kids fishing day at Lone Pine. I am quite the fisherman ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6cPYG4I/AAAAAAAAATY/V8J3A4o84pI/s1600-h/100_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406015840623490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6cPYG4I/AAAAAAAAATY/V8J3A4o84pI/s320/100_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisterly love. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6NnTT7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/gAaZPU6CRCw/s1600-h/100_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406011914440626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6NnTT7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/gAaZPU6CRCw/s320/100_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they caught a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ5zF7KoI/AAAAAAAAATI/oUG_ZNENlxg/s1600-h/100_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406004795124354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ5zF7KoI/AAAAAAAAATI/oUG_ZNENlxg/s320/100_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taiylor's first time fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ7PY_OiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Tx1XIWjbICM/s1600-h/100_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406029571144226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ7PY_OiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Tx1XIWjbICM/s320/100_0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron hiding in a bunch of weeds. He said mom, look I am duck hunting. He is quite the kid. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun with the kids yest; although we never caught a fish. It is just fun to get out as a family and step away from a regular day &amp;amp; build more memories. Brinley was a trooper out in the sun and kept on saying, "fish." I am so grateful for my family and love the days we spend having fun together. Sometimes it is hard to put all the other work to the side, but well worth it.&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/7890045574395633375-430810725126108723?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/430810725126108723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-day-with-kids.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/430810725126108723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/430810725126108723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-day-with-kids.html' title='FUN DAY WITH THE KIDS'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SkeQ6yq64fI/AAAAAAAAATg/K8uFK4pfCHo/s72-c/100_0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-6290799143797007372</id><published>2009-06-21T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:08:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76cn0kgvI/AAAAAAAAASY/ygO-AExkLlo/s1600-h/100_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349988776995488498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76cn0kgvI/AAAAAAAAASY/ygO-AExkLlo/s320/100_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Candy bar card. Dear Dad, You bring us "JOY." You are a "LIFESAVER." You are "EXTRA" special. You make us "SNICKER." You are worth "100 Grand." Thank you for all your "PAY DAYS." Happy Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79MLmK0sI/AAAAAAAAASw/WygHMBL0Urc/s1600-h/S5300054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991793075868354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79MLmK0sI/AAAAAAAAASw/WygHMBL0Urc/s320/S5300054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Father's do best!! Sleep with a remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76c8YlG1I/AAAAAAAAASg/owknlMgcQZw/s1600-h/100_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349988782515231570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76c8YlG1I/AAAAAAAAASg/owknlMgcQZw/s320/100_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's other job...playing with the kids. Love Idaho wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79Mk-AH9I/AAAAAAAAATA/Ytw_OvNK35A/s1600-h/S5300101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991799886716882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79Mk-AH9I/AAAAAAAAATA/Ytw_OvNK35A/s320/S5300101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad helping to teach Taiylor when she was learning to ride her bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79MRokILI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IYnPG_kebhg/s1600-h/S5300180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991794696528050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj79MRokILI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IYnPG_kebhg/s320/S5300180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's favorite time. He talks about it all year. "Is it time to go duck hunting yet, dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76dKNDDrI/AAAAAAAAASo/gs6XRNg7-Fw/s1600-h/S5300236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349988786224959154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76dKNDDrI/AAAAAAAAASo/gs6XRNg7-Fw/s320/S5300236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love those precious moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Happy Father's Day to my husband, my dad, and father-in-law. I am so grateful for all his help and the love he shows our children. He is a great man and helps to hold our family together. Thank you Travis, for all that you do. We love you. Thank you also to a great Dad and father-in-law that I have been blessed to have in my life. I have learned so much from the both of them. Thank you dad, for all the memories I carry with me from growing up. I love you both.&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/7890045574395633375-6290799143797007372?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6290799143797007372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6290799143797007372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6290799143797007372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sj76cn0kgvI/AAAAAAAAASY/ygO-AExkLlo/s72-c/100_0380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-2561058998763577831</id><published>2009-06-17T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:54:13.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Father Son Grandpa Outing &amp; T-ball Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2US0PHSI/AAAAAAAAASI/2fcoSP9cK0k/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348506492243746082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2US0PHSI/AAAAAAAAASI/2fcoSP9cK0k/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging with Grandpa Bybee and the telescope. That Dr. Pepper better not be my son's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2Usk6GlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YZBB2iw2EWI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348506499158776402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2Usk6GlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YZBB2iw2EWI/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father and son. Isn't it so sweet. The fishing pole is bigger than him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2UFAFN_I/AAAAAAAAASA/b058xRf0UqY/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348506488535332850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2UFAFN_I/AAAAAAAAASA/b058xRf0UqY/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's first fish. He caught it all by himself with Dad by his side. It was brought home frozen in a bag and he wanted me to cook it right away. (I think that should be a Dad's job too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had so much fun, even though they both found ticks on them. They went with Grandpa Bybee in his trailer and Cameron was so excited to be with the boys. When he got back he kept calling his dad best buddy. That afternoon at home after camping he got in trouble and Travis snapped at him. Cameron with his big eyes looked up at Travis and said, "Were best buddies, you can't get mad at me." Through out the day when he would do anything he would say, "I thought we were best buddies." Glad they were safe and made some great memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FIRST YEAR T-BALL &amp;amp; TRAVIS IS THE COACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1FhqWeOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eBaz9Er2-eE/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348505139019151586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1FhqWeOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eBaz9Er2-eE/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he look so enthused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1Ffa5njI/AAAAAAAAARw/-R7yNJ38Srg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348505138417475122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1Ffa5njI/AAAAAAAAARw/-R7yNJ38Srg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Father like Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1E2XrbfI/AAAAAAAAARo/_5gfr-ged48/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348505127398108658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm1E2XrbfI/AAAAAAAAARo/_5gfr-ged48/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing batter Swing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron started T-ball the first part of June and he was excited. The first game he was bent down, glove up the whole time waiting for the ball. Second game he started picking grass in the field. He says he gets tired of running all the bases. My favorite is when I shout out and tell him good job and he gives me a thumbs up. I think Travis is having just as much fun with his son, like I did with Taiylor coaching basketball. Unfortunately we have been rained out of 2 of our games and the other ones have been after a rainstorm. Couple more games and hopefully we will have some sunshine. &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/7890045574395633375-2561058998763577831?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2561058998763577831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/camerons-father-son-grandpa-outing-t.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2561058998763577831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2561058998763577831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/camerons-father-son-grandpa-outing-t.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Father Son Grandpa Outing &amp; T-ball Games'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sjm2US0PHSI/AAAAAAAAASI/2fcoSP9cK0k/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1175717466238874281</id><published>2009-06-14T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:53:57.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Taiylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUmk-57anI/AAAAAAAAARI/NaimqpQFxKI/s1600-h/100_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347222549375445618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUmk-57anI/AAAAAAAAARI/NaimqpQFxKI/s320/100_0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE A WISH. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkjYFIiZI/AAAAAAAAARA/9-VqSdWm1NM/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220322750335378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkjYFIiZI/AAAAAAAAARA/9-VqSdWm1NM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like good memories with your daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkiiz1uJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/G8M8rQSpukU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220308450719890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkiiz1uJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/G8M8rQSpukU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flower cupcake cones. SAY CHEESE. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUnZwBSyeI/AAAAAAAAARg/oGcqYxb1zaQ/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347223455912872418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUnZwBSyeI/AAAAAAAAARg/oGcqYxb1zaQ/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves PRESENT time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkjOLDMsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OYY2n3TFJG4/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220320090796738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUkjOLDMsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OYY2n3TFJG4/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game time...Who's the Leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUki3mHPpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2FvwXKpfa2M/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220314030292626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUki3mHPpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2FvwXKpfa2M/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor's friends &amp;amp; she wanted more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUmlaO1WMI/AAAAAAAAARY/WMFAg1tRgsY/s1600-h/100_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347222556710885570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUmlaO1WMI/AAAAAAAAARY/WMFAg1tRgsY/s320/100_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new Hannah Montana Bike&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;I can't believe my little girl is 7. How fast time flies, next year the big "8". It makes me feel old. We had 7 little girls over at our house for a flower power birthday party. We did face painting with flowers, had flower peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, drank from a flower pot, and had cute flower cupcakes in a ice cream cone. The girls even had flower bracelets. I think the girls had fun, wether they caught onto the flower theme ...Who Knows? With 8 girls things can get a little crazy, so a big thanks to my friend Natalie for her help at the party and to mom for watching Brinley, and my other friend Jaime for taking Cameron so he didn't torment the girls. One thing that hasn't changed with Taiylor for 7 years is her desire to have friends. We love our little girl and look forward to what lies ahead. We are thankful to have her part of our little family!! Love you Taiylor&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/7890045574395633375-1175717466238874281?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1175717466238874281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-taiylor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1175717466238874281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1175717466238874281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-taiylor.html' title='Happy Birthday Taiylor'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SjUmk-57anI/AAAAAAAAARI/NaimqpQFxKI/s72-c/100_0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-2788911017393735678</id><published>2009-06-06T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:16:29.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out For Women</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally found time out for another year of Time Out For Women with a few friends of mine this weekend.  We all forgot our camera's or I would have posted a picture with Hilary Weeks.  We took off to Pocatello Friday for the performance Friday night and stayed overnight at a hotel then went back for the presentation on Sat.  I was a little concerned leaving everything else that needed to be done at home, but so grateful that I was able to go despite the fact that it was freezing in the building.  They had some good speakers and amazing uplifting music by Hilary Week, Jenny Jordan Frogley, and Abe Mills from Jericho Road.  During one of the speakers who was talking about finding humor in dealing with life, I got a text from my husband saying that the hail and rain had ripped apart our new swing set he had put together for the kids just 2 wks ago.  I was devestated and really did try to find a way to find humor in the situation.&lt;br /&gt;      I had a lot of fun with my friends engaging in laughter, relaxation, and some tears.  I was once again reminded how much I love good wholesome music.  It truly can change the way I feel and think.  I also learned that as women in the gospel and women in general we often carry similar burdens; however, I also learned that among those burderns, life is good and we never have to carry things alone.  I am grateful for the time I was able to get away and thankful for a good husband who with out any grumbling took care of our kids overnight, even folded some laundry, and I had a clean sink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-2788911017393735678?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2788911017393735678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-out-for-women.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2788911017393735678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2788911017393735678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-out-for-women.html' title='Time Out For Women'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-9143430192065788417</id><published>2009-05-31T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:08:33.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNStf1E8kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ACj9RNS561M/s1600-h/100_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342204524583252546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNStf1E8kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ACj9RNS561M/s320/100_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cameron and his teacher Mrs. Merrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNStILMDYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/02KmHt5hDxM/s1600-h/100_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342204518233542018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNStILMDYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/02KmHt5hDxM/s320/100_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cameron saying his Little Boy Blue Nursery Rhythme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNSs8VoVII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-XajB3UN_N8/s1600-h/100_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342204515056112770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNSs8VoVII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-XajB3UN_N8/s320/100_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah...He did it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I can't believe my little boy will be heading to kindergarten next year. He will be a young one, but he has grown so much. His graduation was cute and he was a lot of fun to watch sing all of his songs and go over his ABC's. Everybody stood up and introduced themseleves then said what they would be. He said, "I am Cameron Bybee and when I grow up I want to be a firefighter." It was said so cute and unfortunatley I couldn't get it to download to my computer to share it with you (maybe later to come.) We are so proud of you Cameron. Isn't he so handsome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-9143430192065788417?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/9143430192065788417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/camerons.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/9143430192065788417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/9143430192065788417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/camerons.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SiNStf1E8kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ACj9RNS561M/s72-c/100_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7055067653338081988</id><published>2009-05-24T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:57:23.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CINNAMON BEARS GONE BAD/COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ShoGB5456qI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zaUOCh7t37g/s1600-h/P1016586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586937990277794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ShoGB5456qI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zaUOCh7t37g/s320/P1016586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We had a scare tonight at Grandma's house.  We were all at the dinner table playing games at eating snacks, one being cinnamon bears.  Shortly after Cameron was tugging on Travis's shirt then pointing to his mouth.  His little face was red and he was panicked.  He was choking on a cinnamon bear.  Within seconds his little eyes rolled back into his head, at that time I dropped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brinley&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; was running around the table telling Travis to do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heimlich.  Before I got around to Cameron,  the cinnamon bear was on the ground.  Travis did the Heimlich twice &amp;amp; fortuantely was successful before anything bad could happen.  Thank you Sweetheart for being there for our son.  Afterward Cameron didn't let go of his Dad for quite some time.  He was pale and sweaty and I was grateful for our blessings.  I have to honestly say, outside of a hospital setting without all my equipment things like that are a lot more scary especially when it is my son.  Glad tonight Cameron has been out of his room twice and that I can send him back to bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&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/7890045574395633375-7055067653338081988?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7055067653338081988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinnamon-bears-gone-badcount-your.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7055067653338081988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7055067653338081988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinnamon-bears-gone-badcount-your.html' title='CINNAMON BEARS GONE BAD/COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ShoGB5456qI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zaUOCh7t37g/s72-c/P1016586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1180694695293015631</id><published>2009-05-13T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:55:14.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAIYLOR'S LITTLE CRUSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SguHDGIzPgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ye3hXX5Qvus/s1600-h/100_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335506670807367170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SguHDGIzPgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ye3hXX5Qvus/s320/100_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella  "High School Muscial"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...Taiylor was suppose to be cleaning her room and I went to go see how the progress was &amp;amp; instead she rounded up these pictures and was decorating her room.  Notice the lovely heart in the middle.  She thinks Troy is so cute ever since she saw the show.  She is only six...what more is their to come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-1180694695293015631?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1180694695293015631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/taiylors-little-crush.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1180694695293015631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1180694695293015631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/taiylors-little-crush.html' title='TAIYLOR&apos;S LITTLE CRUSH'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SguHDGIzPgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ye3hXX5Qvus/s72-c/100_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-6042574957868333872</id><published>2009-05-12T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:08:19.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift from the Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgo2okQL8EI/AAAAAAAAAPw/s3JdGr-BC2c/s1600-h/100_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335136779128008770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgo2okQL8EI/AAAAAAAAAPw/s3JdGr-BC2c/s320/100_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley's lovely toes she painted herself Mother's Day&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgoz11SRniI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fzqYuablvzk/s1600-h/100_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335133708503588386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgoz11SRniI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fzqYuablvzk/s320/100_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgozYlWW27I/AAAAAAAAAPY/HvHyMm11Tfg/s1600-h/100_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335133206009535410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgozYlWW27I/AAAAAAAAAPY/HvHyMm11Tfg/s320/100_0301.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgozYKfE6lI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-b75Ja8l3nQ/s1600-h/100_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgozYKfE6lI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-b75Ja8l3nQ/s1600-h/100_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taiylor and her sweet gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgo3-ipBVDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XofPz4tuL8M/s1600-h/100_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335138256164049970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgo3-ipBVDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XofPz4tuL8M/s320/100_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From Cameron...nothing better than homemade gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mother's Day Morning the kids and Travis brought me breakfast in bed. While I was eating, little Brinley headed for my bathroom which is normally trouble and a couple minutes later came out with opened blue nailpolish placing it on her lips like lipstick. She also managed to paint her own toes. The only problem was she also painted my carpet...oops. Taiylor and Cameron were so excited to give me their gifts. Aren't they so cute. &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/7890045574395633375-6042574957868333872?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/6042574957868333872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/gift-from-kids.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6042574957868333872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/6042574957868333872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/gift-from-kids.html' title='Gift from the Kids'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgo2okQL8EI/AAAAAAAAAPw/s3JdGr-BC2c/s72-c/100_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5971748578198484731</id><published>2009-05-10T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:11:08.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb8enjBrXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WKksx_7vyAc/s1600-h/P1016464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334228411609099634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb8enjBrXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WKksx_7vyAc/s320/P1016464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb8EsutK3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/GeR-llHKxm0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334227966323665778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb8EsutK3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/GeR-llHKxm0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb7yWvqyOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1n8XPVzV4D8/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334227651184478434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb7yWvqyOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1n8XPVzV4D8/s320/Cancun+%26+kids+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tera, We just wanted to tell you on this mother's day how much we as a family appreciate you and all that you do for us. We couldn't have asked for a better mother and wife. Thank you for your time that you spend in attempts to make things better for us. Please know that it doesn't go unnoticed. You are truly deserving of everything that you receive. Thank you and we LOVE YOU!!! Travis, Taiylor, Cameron, Brinley and Macy (Dog). We Love You and Happy Mother's Day!&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/7890045574395633375-5971748578198484731?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5971748578198484731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5971748578198484731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5971748578198484731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sgb8enjBrXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WKksx_7vyAc/s72-c/P1016464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-147207247872646905</id><published>2009-05-08T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:57:09.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN DAYS AT PRESCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CLgxXSI/AAAAAAAAANw/SlXlbNHZfpE/s1600-h/P1000758%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666072605318434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CLgxXSI/AAAAAAAAANw/SlXlbNHZfpE/s320/P1000758%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His class went to the Rigby airport for a field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CRlG7zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XWtKOKIJtqU/s1600-h/P1000751%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666074234122034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CRlG7zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XWtKOKIJtqU/s320/P1000751%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron said he was flying to Mexico. Another little boy was asked where he was flying and he said Walmart. Gotta love kid honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CrV6DLI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0iPGPhQvqEY/s1600-h/100_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666081149684914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CrV6DLI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0iPGPhQvqEY/s320/100_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His first bike-a-thon at preschool. Stopping to get gas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9Cz0ZvzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zPPlypTojGA/s1600-h/100_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666083425074994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9Cz0ZvzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zPPlypTojGA/s320/100_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9DQnzCkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/eP4Ohr6G7kg/s1600-h/100_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666091156834882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9DQnzCkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/eP4Ohr6G7kg/s320/100_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of gas and filling again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron thought the airplane were pretty cool &amp;amp; it was fun to have a day off and to be with him. Travis was able to see the bike-a-thon and he said they had the street blocked with stop signs and gas pumps. Cameron loves to ride his bike and had alot of fun. Isn't he so cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-147207247872646905?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/147207247872646905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-days-at-preschool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/147207247872646905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/147207247872646905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-days-at-preschool.html' title='FUN DAYS AT PRESCHOOL'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SgT9CLgxXSI/AAAAAAAAANw/SlXlbNHZfpE/s72-c/P1000758%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-2637626476660934826</id><published>2009-05-04T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:47:00.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Entry</title><content type='html'>No photos tonight. It has been a long week. I have worked a lot of odd shifts in the ED, had a sick baby, &amp;amp; just one of those I'm having a rough Mom/wife/Tera week. Thank goodness, Brinley now after 4 days, is finally back to herself. Thanks for a good dad for taking care of her while I was at work &amp;amp; for dealing with my mood swings and emotional outbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally opened a facebook account. A lot of fun, but more confusing than the blog thing. It was fun though to find some old friends from school and some relatives I see only at Christmas and RedFish. Until next posting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-2637626476660934826?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2637626476660934826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-photos-tonight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2637626476660934826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2637626476660934826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-photos-tonight.html' title='Quick Entry'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5617061999819833201</id><published>2009-04-28T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:57:59.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME FOR PRAYER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SffBEzemWlI/AAAAAAAAANg/ImO9vW3qq9A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329940972298459730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SffBEzemWlI/AAAAAAAAANg/ImO9vW3qq9A/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley has now learned how to fold her arms and she evan bows her head and closes her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SffBFE5PiSI/AAAAAAAAANo/OuOkx1YbT2o/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329940976973613346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SffBFE5PiSI/AAAAAAAAANo/OuOkx1YbT2o/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I didn't actually snap this shot while we were having prayer.  Aren't the so cute and so precious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went some time ago to a stake enrichment and it was about motherhood and families.  One of the talks was about family scripture study and family prayer.  We haven't been successful yet on scripture study, but family prayer has been great and the kids love it.  When it's time for bed, they are the ones asking to have prayer.  Hopefully, I've done something right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-5617061999819833201?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5617061999819833201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-prayer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5617061999819833201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5617061999819833201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-prayer.html' title='TIME FOR PRAYER'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SffBEzemWlI/AAAAAAAAANg/ImO9vW3qq9A/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-3845629639084892474</id><published>2009-04-23T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:04:04.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor's growing up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SfDWdVX9COI/AAAAAAAAANY/hVoSLInyMj0/s1600-h/new+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994158621460706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SfDWdVX9COI/AAAAAAAAANY/hVoSLInyMj0/s320/new+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I couldn't post the picture I really wanted because well it may have been "inappriopriate" for the internet; however, I posted a sweet innocent picture of my sweet almost 7 yr old girl.  Last night she was getting ready for bed and taking a while when she came out of my room.  Dad asked what were you doing and she said, "just getting dressed in your bathroom."  I didn't think a thing about it until I went into my bathroom and saw my bra on the floor.  I asked her why it was there and she got a big smile on her face.  I then said Taiylor were you trying it on?  She replied, "Yes, mom over my clothes, I wanted to see what it would look like (as she held out her chest.)"   I had to laugh.  Oh, how they grow up and get so curious about life and everything that comes with it.  Where has all the time gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-3845629639084892474?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3845629639084892474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiylors-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3845629639084892474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3845629639084892474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiylors-growing-up.html' title='Taiylor&apos;s growing up!!'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SfDWdVX9COI/AAAAAAAAANY/hVoSLInyMj0/s72-c/new+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-24564681840882668</id><published>2009-04-21T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:26:56.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brinley's New Interest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2rdXC1I/AAAAAAAAANI/RZWHPqFn2-c/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366772906986322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2rdXC1I/AAAAAAAAANI/RZWHPqFn2-c/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiylor's Sunday Shoes.  She is so proud to be in her big sister's shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2WlVArI/AAAAAAAAANA/CeugqV59jDo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366767303262898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2WlVArI/AAAAAAAAANA/CeugqV59jDo/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's snowboots.  She was determined to get them on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2LamBcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xAGCv8TVr_A/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366764305450434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2LamBcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xAGCv8TVr_A/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures a little dark, but Cameron's boot on backwards with a SO BIG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to put on everybody's shoes.  She walks around the house with a huge smile.  She is such a blast.  Everday she is learning new things and her personality is bursting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-24564681840882668?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/24564681840882668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/brinleys-new-interest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/24564681840882668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/24564681840882668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/brinleys-new-interest.html' title='Brinley&apos;s New Interest'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Se6b2rdXC1I/AAAAAAAAANI/RZWHPqFn2-c/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-7606650768606738840</id><published>2009-04-12T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:24:11.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKphIqZebI/AAAAAAAAALo/feKkFnC1oEQ/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324004096231438770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKphIqZebI/AAAAAAAAALo/feKkFnC1oEQ/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't they look so cute and innocent in their Easter clothes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrKh3e5GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RVnsVHpkjTc/s1600-h/100_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005906883470434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrKh3e5GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RVnsVHpkjTc/s320/100_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Grandma Bybee's Easter bags that the kids made for the hunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLciEb3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cwMaUF7j2Oc/s1600-h/100_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005922631348082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLciEb3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cwMaUF7j2Oc/s320/100_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Going on the hunt, fill those bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLLgPg-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/DoJfemVCwq4/s1600-h/100_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005918060282850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLLgPg-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/DoJfemVCwq4/s320/100_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Yeah, I got an egg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLuuliuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IdzHj1LX6C4/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005927515687650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrLuuliuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IdzHj1LX6C4/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Grandma Horne's hunt. Brinley loved to find the eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;She now has a new love...Jelly Beans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrK5NccyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sfoEbm7utMU/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005913149600546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKrK5NccyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sfoEbm7utMU/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't you miss the days on Easter Egg Hunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKpiMOJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_q_QUlldMo4/s1600-h/100_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324004114366588546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKpiMOJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_q_QUlldMo4/s320/100_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Coloring the eggs. Gotta love the mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKphm6lelI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n4fCb9oOx8I/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324004104352397906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKphm6lelI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n4fCb9oOx8I/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Spoiled from the Easter Bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKpho6zBMI/AAAAAAAAALw/mFiE0HWHx3E/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324004104890156226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKpho6zBMI/AAAAAAAAALw/mFiE0HWHx3E/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Another spoiled kid from the Easter Bunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What a weekend full of play and family time. The kids had a good time on their hunts at Grandma's and home. Every year Easter morning our kids are sent on a scavenger hunt to find the baskets and Taiylor was up at 645 after a late night snooping around for her clues. We had to ask her to go to the playroom until Cameron and Brinley were awake. How fun it was as a kid, all the excitement every Holiday. However, as a parent after all is done it is a lot of fun to experience the excitement with them. Happy Easter &amp;amp; may we all be grateful for the real reason for this Season!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&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/7890045574395633375-7606650768606738840?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/7606650768606738840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7606650768606738840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/7606650768606738840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeKphIqZebI/AAAAAAAAALo/feKkFnC1oEQ/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-2868085895086530605</id><published>2009-04-11T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:38:22.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeFhloh7EMI/AAAAAAAAALg/vvAV_x5DJe0/s1600-h/100_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323643533691392194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeFhloh7EMI/AAAAAAAAALg/vvAV_x5DJe0/s320/100_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainers in learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeFhlcztS4I/AAAAAAAAALY/cv0XWd5PohE/s1600-h/100_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323643530544761730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeFhlcztS4I/AAAAAAAAALY/cv0XWd5PohE/s320/100_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember watching my dad growing up wrestling with all our dogs.  Dad came over lastnight to check out Macy and to give Travis some pointers.  I have a feeling he will be coming over a lot to help out Travis to teach this dog.  Cameron was right there by their side.  It seems that Travis's spare moments have been spent with the dog.  I am starting to get jealous.  I have to compete against a puppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-2868085895086530605?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2868085895086530605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-like-old-times.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2868085895086530605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2868085895086530605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-like-old-times.html' title='Just like old times'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SeFhloh7EMI/AAAAAAAAALg/vvAV_x5DJe0/s72-c/100_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8646275706059733767</id><published>2009-04-08T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:47:43.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1flW8RNpI/AAAAAAAAALA/VfgupIAwyPs/s1600-h/100_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322515430039959186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1flW8RNpI/AAAAAAAAALA/VfgupIAwyPs/s320/100_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get a special shovel for Cameron's Job.&lt;br /&gt;Just his size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1fltamj6I/AAAAAAAAALI/3DsXATrfoCU/s1600-h/100_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322515436072767394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1fltamj6I/AAAAAAAAALI/3DsXATrfoCU/s320/100_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that happy, proud face.  Hopefully he will&lt;br /&gt;aspire for bigger  &amp;amp; better things when he gets older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1fl1c3MRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_s83lnANYAk/s1600-h/100_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322515438229729554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1fl1c3MRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_s83lnANYAk/s320/100_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got Macy, our dog.  Cameron was told he would have to do chores for his hunting dog.  I asked him and Taiylor that in addition to feeding &amp;amp; playing with her they would have to clean up his "landmines."  Cameron instantly replied "I will pick up the poop, mom."  He even said it with a smile.  He is so proud to help take care of the dog.    One day he and Taiylor were trying to clean up a mess with a metal dustpan &amp;amp; Taiylor stands there for support holding the bag while Cameron does all the work.  Cameron yelled at me and said, "I can't get it."  Taiylor then replies,"try using the edge of the dustpan."  I was in the house just laughing.  Cameron then shouted, "I got it, oh it smells bad."  After clean-up tonight with dad.  Cameron comes into the house holding his back and said his back hurt from bending over to shovel the poop.  Dad replied, "It's hard work."  Way to go Cameron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8646275706059733767?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8646275706059733767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/camerons-new-job.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8646275706059733767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8646275706059733767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/camerons-new-job.html' title='Cameron&apos;s New Job'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sd1flW8RNpI/AAAAAAAAALA/VfgupIAwyPs/s72-c/100_0171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-158290382085005619</id><published>2009-04-04T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:52:16.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiylor's First Basketball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnuKY8UFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jlpbZK42oVA/s1600-h/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321046633754677330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnuKY8UFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jlpbZK42oVA/s320/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything for a quick shot in the spotlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnumxQzdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/innLhedxyAU/s1600-h/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321046641372876242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnumxQzdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/innLhedxyAU/s320/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first team huttle. Just giving my team some little&lt;br /&gt;words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sdgnu04E1wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7QtbTiek0dA/s1600-h/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321046645159548674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sdgnu04E1wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7QtbTiek0dA/s320/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if that was a pass or a shot. Oh, Well.&lt;br /&gt;They were a lot of fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnuZsVVyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WUl4TCkDEEk/s1600-h/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321046637862541090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnuZsVVyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WUl4TCkDEEk/s320/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that look like an intimidating team!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sdgnu5LNpsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KWvpLrE2B24/s1600-h/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321046646313559746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Sdgnu5LNpsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KWvpLrE2B24/s320/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even from the back side she is just cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way I could figure out how to let Taiylor play ball was to coach the team, so I had control of the practices. I forgot how basic coaching is for 6-7 yr olds. I would say things in practice and they would just stare at me like what are you talking about? Then it dawned on me, I needed to start from the very beginning. It was a lot harder than I thought, but a lot of fun. It's fun to see and experience the excitement with the kids. During the game, Taiylor was jumping all over the place, hoping she was where she was suppose to be. She had a huge smile on her face everytime she had the ball. A couple times she would come to me and say, Mom my side hurts. Is it time for a break yet? After the game, she talked about the other team and there was a pretty aggressive little girl. Taiylor just thought she was mean. She said, "I had to get rid of the ball fast or that girl was going to tackle me." We had a blast &amp;amp; they did great! &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/7890045574395633375-158290382085005619?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/158290382085005619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiylors-first-basketball-game.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/158290382085005619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/158290382085005619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiylors-first-basketball-game.html' title='Taiylor&apos;s First Basketball Game'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdgnuKY8UFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jlpbZK42oVA/s72-c/Taiylor+basketball+1st+game+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8534174447020288600</id><published>2009-03-29T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:00:29.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR NEW DOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_3XDN3MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2GQh53RLcJ8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821380237417666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_3XDN3MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2GQh53RLcJ8/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love at first sight-you'd think it was our daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4CuUTqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zh3Qc3KPpUI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821391960919714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4CuUTqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zh3Qc3KPpUI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a huge suprise for the kids that morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_41rMbkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lU0usYeEwlY/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821405638028866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_41rMbkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lU0usYeEwlY/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Brinley was a little nervous &amp;amp; a blast to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4cLxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/eBazTVJKK4U/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821398795362162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4cLxn3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/eBazTVJKK4U/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The kids love this dog &amp;amp; they are getting along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4Pgcz3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/iesJi-KSXsI/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821395392417650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_4Pgcz3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/iesJi-KSXsI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nothing better than a little Father-Son time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dog is a yellow lab and her name is Miss Lady Macy. We call her Macy. I was quite hesitant and had to lay down a few rules. One being the dog doesn't cross the laundry room and the lawn is to remain clean. It's great chores for our kids and Travis. However, I have to admit that our kids and Travis have had a blast with her and they have been a lot of fun to watch. We suprised the kids yesterday morning when they woke up and got her the night before. They were shocked, especially that mom finally said yes. I have to say though, she is a dang cute puppy. If only they stayed small. The bond I have seen in the last two days has been awesome. I'm sure there will be more adventures to come with Macy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8534174447020288600?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8534174447020288600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-new-dog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8534174447020288600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8534174447020288600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-new-dog.html' title='OUR NEW DOG'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SdA_3XDN3MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2GQh53RLcJ8/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-2624530400704674062</id><published>2009-03-26T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:53:12.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My morning with mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScxNlfc32jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eY4J1aq2S_Q/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317710566510811698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScxNlfc32jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eY4J1aq2S_Q/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;My first cinnamon rolls without the bread machine and with the Bosch machine. Mom walked me through them. Growing up my mom use to make these all the time and I loved them. My family isn't much for sweets, but my kids were sure excited when they got home to eat fresh cinnamon rolls. Let me add, they turned out delecious and I have gained at least 5 lbs. The true test comes if I can make them again without mom.&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/7890045574395633375-2624530400704674062?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/2624530400704674062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-morning-with-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2624530400704674062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/2624530400704674062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-morning-with-mom.html' title='My morning with mom'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScxNlfc32jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eY4J1aq2S_Q/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-5769161702303457902</id><published>2009-03-17T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:23:13.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riveria Maya, Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf0qjj64I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P6C7tIXgWGE/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352918678465410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf0qjj64I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P6C7tIXgWGE/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Panoramic Views of the Ocean at Xel-Ha &amp;amp; our hotel pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg1xeKa3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WV-jX94UI8o/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314354037226367858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg1xeKa3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WV-jX94UI8o/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+089.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;Our Hotel and our new pet Iguana (they are so huge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf1Oj5hAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cSvkY2PezKg/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe1CFQBFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SAdwTqK9o60/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314351825482155090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe1CFQBFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SAdwTqK9o60/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe1tPk0DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/1VW7XVg0xMw/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314351837068185650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe1tPk0DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/1VW7XVg0xMw/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg1Y_j83I/AAAAAAAAAIg/pvl6In-5wb8/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314354030655566706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg1Y_j83I/AAAAAAAAAIg/pvl6In-5wb8/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+087.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf1Oj5hAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cSvkY2PezKg/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf1Oj5hAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cSvkY2PezKg/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf1iCsSMI/AAAAAAAAAII/lBY-JBpIxSs/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352933572987074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf1iCsSMI/AAAAAAAAAII/lBY-JBpIxSs/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe2kRm9jI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-062SAjDaps/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314351851840665138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe2kRm9jI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-062SAjDaps/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis cliff-jumping and me taking the shots. I chickened out.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf124vFQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DAGnhcGCZXQ/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352939168371970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf124vFQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DAGnhcGCZXQ/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe2Ex9F7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/B-L0bLAXNHU/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314351843386398642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBe2Ex9F7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/B-L0bLAXNHU/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf2KzbzWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wiWaKOPMFwk/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352944514846050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf2KzbzWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wiWaKOPMFwk/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dolphins were amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg19Nb-lI/AAAAAAAAAIo/A4Saf3plKzw/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314354040377440850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBg19Nb-lI/AAAAAAAAAIo/A4Saf3plKzw/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playa Del Carmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScB0di3HltI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UvBHnmpFWb8/s1600-h/Cancun+%26+kids+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314375611220203218" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScB0di3HltI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UvBHnmpFWb8/s200/Cancun+%26+kids+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such an amazing time &amp;amp; hated to come back to the cold an&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d to reality. We missed the kids, but enjoyed the break. The transition back to reality can be kind of hard. It was so nice to relax everday and just purely enjoy each other's company. We spent a lot of time on the resort and had some crazy times in the Mexican vans going to Xel-Ha &amp;amp; Playa Del Carmen. They are crazy drivers. We just kept hoping we would get their safe as we would drive by the Mexican police with their Uzi's (big guns). Their were so many different cultures. The French Canadian shocked me at times with their culture; which made me grateful for the culture &amp;amp; upbringing I've been given. After all the travel we really only had 3 whole days and it would have been nice to have a couple more to see more sites and experience more, but we had a blast &amp;amp; can't wait for another opportunity! As for now it's back to reality, but the memories will last forever. &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/7890045574395633375-5769161702303457902?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/5769161702303457902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/riveria-maya-mexico.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5769161702303457902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/5769161702303457902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/riveria-maya-mexico.html' title='Riveria Maya, Mexico'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/ScBf0qjj64I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P6C7tIXgWGE/s72-c/Cancun+%26+kids+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-3432831998759474777</id><published>2009-03-10T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:48:00.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico Trip</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow is the big day and we will be heading to Akumel, Mexico.  I am very excited for the warm weather and to have time to play and relax.  However, I am sure nervous and stressed to leave everything especially my kids for a few days.  Despite the chaos of motherhood they are my true joy.  Stay tuned for some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-3432831998759474777?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/3432831998759474777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3432831998759474777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/3432831998759474777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico-trip.html' title='Mexico Trip'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1291848426189407114</id><published>2009-03-05T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:28:51.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Having Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBkt8RUHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dUJHUL7nAMY/s1600-h/S5300233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309956797221654642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBkt8RUHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dUJHUL7nAMY/s200/S5300233.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/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBO5S6GWI/AAAAAAAAAGg/S_5zq9r9H24/s1600-h/S5300234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron (Batman) and his best buddy Tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one thing Cameron loves to do is play with&lt;br /&gt;his friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBlHGTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3NdsO9Q8Bck/s1600-h/S5300234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309956803974611922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBlHGTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3NdsO9Q8Bck/s200/S5300234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like Batman and Spiderman Wrestling&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/7890045574395633375-1291848426189407114?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1291848426189407114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/boys-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1291848426189407114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1291848426189407114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/boys-having-fun.html' title='Boys Having Fun'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SbDBkt8RUHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dUJHUL7nAMY/s72-c/S5300233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8353252396132760819</id><published>2009-03-01T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:01:09.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not a lot to blog about this week &amp;amp; unfortunately I don't have any new pictures.  However, I have tried to make a committment to myself that I would try to put an entry in weekly as a journal entry for my family.  I unfortuantely have been at work a lot this last week and I have come down with the nasty sinus infection/bronchitis so all I really want to do is sleep.  So needless to say I have a long week a head of me getting caught up on house chores and playing with the kids.  We are still in search of the perfect dog and my son is set on the name "PEPSI." I actually think there is a little part of me excited for my husband and kids (I just don't want the work.)  Hopefully more pictures to come in the next entry.  I am learning that my camera needs to come with me to capture those precious moments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8353252396132760819?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8353252396132760819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-lot-to-blog-about-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8353252396132760819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8353252396132760819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-lot-to-blog-about-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-430752911025637265</id><published>2009-02-21T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:27:11.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Gone Bad</title><content type='html'>Well, Travis and Cameron were about 2 miles away from picking up "PEPSI" when they recieved a phone call from the owner stating that the dog was pregnant. Okay, so I had to draw the line. Not only was she pregnant, but pregnant with muts &amp;amp; I was already having a rough time taking in 1 dog let alone 6-9 dogs. Travis broke the news to Cameron and he was devastated (along with his dad). After seeing how upset the were, I knew despite my dog fears we had to find a dog. So, we have been looking all day and Cameron continues to ask if we have found one yet. What an adventure!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-430752911025637265?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/430752911025637265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog-gone-bad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/430752911025637265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/430752911025637265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog-gone-bad.html' title='Dog Gone Bad'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-9064669263959718651</id><published>2009-02-21T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:12:02.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DOG</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, but my husband and son are currently on their way to get a chocolate lab.  My son has already name it "PEPSI."  ( I prefer Mountain Dew)  I was raised with dogs, but truly never wanted one.  I am really having mixed feelings.  I spent a lot of money on my new yard and the hygiene of a dog just makes me cringe.  On the other hand, it is a great thing for my husband and son and they are so excited.  It's already almost 2, so we are out of the puppy stages.  All I can say is there is going to be a lot of adjusting for me and a lot of responsibility for my son and husband.  Any words of advice would be appreciated.  Stay tune for some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-9064669263959718651?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/9064669263959718651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/9064669263959718651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/9064669263959718651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog.html' title='A DOG'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-546607168006757285</id><published>2009-02-18T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:36:31.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZzr-Klri9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1AOGfy9C5Rg/s1600-h/P1016447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373914362416082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZzr-Klri9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1AOGfy9C5Rg/s200/P1016447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZzrSUBuvmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tHUwDrlIzTc/s1600-h/P1016445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373160981741154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZzrSUBuvmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tHUwDrlIzTc/s200/P1016445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;I have to say I am pretty excited for our 10 yr because we finally our going on a vacation.  We booked a trip to Mexico just outside of Cancun.  I am nervous to leave my kids, but know they will be in good hands.  It has been a while since Travis and I have just focused on each other.  With kids and work I have found that it is all to easy to put your relationship on hold.  It will be a good trip, but I will be excited to get back and squeeze my kids (not to mention get off the plane).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Somedays I feel like I have been married for a lot longer than 10yrs and other days I am still trying to get it all figured out.  Despite some rocky roads, I am very grateful for the man I have married.  He is a wonderful father and a great husband.  There are so many things I have learned over the last 10 yrs. Without the experiences I have had in my marriage; I would have never had the opportunity to grow and for this I am grateful.  I look forward to a lot more years of tears, laughter, &amp;amp; memories that will help me continue to learn how to love.  Thank you Travis for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-546607168006757285?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/546607168006757285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/546607168006757285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/546607168006757285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZzr-Klri9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1AOGfy9C5Rg/s72-c/P1016447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-753038820097758783</id><published>2009-02-15T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:08:43.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing after Brinley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__xb47YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TBux5FTUrMg/s1600-h/new+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303270032295914882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__xb47YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TBux5FTUrMg/s200/new+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one place I can always find our little Angel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__tXpTUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o9pi2rHo4GY/s1600-h/new+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303270031204371778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__tXpTUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o9pi2rHo4GY/s200/new+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As if there wasn't enough on the floor; she opens more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__WqyRJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qRoAe0J2al4/s1600-h/new+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303270025110635666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__WqyRJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qRoAe0J2al4/s200/new+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Done with the drawer, I 'll try the cabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__h5h9-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sdyByKG6wDA/s1600-h/new+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303270028125272034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__h5h9-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sdyByKG6wDA/s200/new+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh boy, I was caught in the hallway this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet little Brinley keeps me running all day long. By the time I pick up one mess, she is to the next room making another. Despite the craziness-you gotta love her. (Apologize for the date on the photos, my camera was set wrong).&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/7890045574395633375-753038820097758783?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/753038820097758783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/chasing-after-brinley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/753038820097758783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/753038820097758783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/02/chasing-after-brinley.html' title='Chasing after Brinley'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SZj__xb47YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TBux5FTUrMg/s72-c/new+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-8899013886588707802</id><published>2009-01-25T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:27:13.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small and Simple Things</title><content type='html'>"The real moment of success is the moment not apparent to the crowd"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about anybody else, but for me this quote helped me to find a new perspective.  As a mother of young children, there are so many things we do on a daily basis yet feel like we never accomplish anything.  This last week has been a little challenging for me lately because there was so much I wanted to do, but was able to accomplish very little of them.  One night I was talking to my mom and expressing my frustrations when she told me, "You are a mother and taking care of your children is accomplishing a lot."  Thanks mom for reminding me about the important things.  Hence, the title of my blog "One Day at a Time."  Often times I feel if I can keep a perspective on my life it helps things to be a little less overwhelming.  One of my greatest accomplishments this week was teaching my 1 yr old, Brinley, to wink.  It is so cute.  Have a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-8899013886588707802?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/8899013886588707802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-and-simple-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8899013886588707802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/8899013886588707802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-and-simple-things.html' title='Small and Simple Things'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-4942418661331014053</id><published>2009-01-19T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:36:57.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS PHOTOGENIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVymLdgKrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nmYmK9NsppE/s1600-h/P1016567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293262937281014450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVymLdgKrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nmYmK9NsppE/s200/P1016567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVxnmnpJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/yAGg-WcWYno/s1600-h/P1016591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293261862239545154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVxnmnpJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/yAGg-WcWYno/s200/P1016591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVsEYF698I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R_4O_oBAQ24/s1600-h/P1016572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293255759486449602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVsEYF698I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R_4O_oBAQ24/s200/P1016572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVyFCL4SdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ojDLWYq7zXU/s1600-h/P1016581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293262367855495634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVyFCL4SdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ojDLWYq7zXU/s200/P1016581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXViT987XTI/AAAAAAAAABE/eQ30TU6ollU/s1600-h/P1016562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293245032231034162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXViT987XTI/AAAAAAAAABE/eQ30TU6ollU/s200/P1016562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVt9cQxe-I/AAAAAAAAADU/nc0O3OsHVlc/s1600-h/P1016581.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had family pictures taken about 1 month ago and Taiylor is so not afraid to be the the light. Before it was her turn for individual pictures, she was already laying on the ground posed and ready for pictures. The photographer had a lot of fun and as you can see, so did Taiylor. &lt;/div&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;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FOLLOWING A CLOSE SECOND IN HER SISTERS FOOTSTEPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley's pictures turned out cute, but only lasted a few minutes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVkdowK52I/AAAAAAAAABc/lDql0JkcAgM/s1600-h/P1016510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293247397362329442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVkdowK52I/AAAAAAAAABc/lDql0JkcAgM/s200/P1016510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293250359863815106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVnKE7kK8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YpzwXqKO9lI/s200/P1016479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THEN...IN A LEAGUE OF HIS OWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our infamous Cameron. Always making people laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293249374621671026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVmQuniHnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/syd5sHoZSM4/s200/P1016534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7890045574395633375-4942418661331014053?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/4942418661331014053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-photogenic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/4942418661331014053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/4942418661331014053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-photogenic.html' title='MISS PHOTOGENIC'/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXVymLdgKrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nmYmK9NsppE/s72-c/P1016567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890045574395633375.post-1169804626981990530</id><published>2009-01-17T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:56:04.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXKzKMwOfWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N_zYxWxxJ-M/s1600-h/P1016453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292489499917319522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXKzKMwOfWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N_zYxWxxJ-M/s320/P1016453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally after a lot of trial and error, I have figured out how to put a background on my blog. Everybody says it is so easy, but unfortunatley it didn't come that easy for me. Thanks sis for helping me put it together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to start into this blog thing for a few reasons: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) It seems to be the way people communicate these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) My husband bought me a new laptop (pink) for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) It seemed like something fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I want to brag about my kids too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I am hoping it will help me keep up with what's going on in my own life!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, let me tell you a little more about me and my family. I have three beautiful children who are pictured above; Taiylor, Cameron, and Brinley.  They are great kids, but keep me busy.  Taiylor is in first grade and loves to make friends.  Taiylor's teacher always says she if very "helpful."  I have to question her to make sure that is not a kind way to say "bossy," but her teacher reassures me that it's not.  She is a great girl and is growing up way to fast.  Cameron is our little jokester and loves to torment his sisters.  He is in preschool and has truly enjoyed his class.  It has helped to bring him out of his shell.  Unlike his older sister he gets a little shy around others.  Brinley just turned one and has been a true joy in our lives.  She is a great mix of Taiylor and Cameron.  Her favorite things to do is beg for food, give great kisses, and shake her head "NO."  She has kept me very busy as she enjoys getting into everything.  I appreciate the help of the older two to monitor where she is at.  Travis, my husband, owns a counseling agency in Idaho Falls.  It keeps him busy, but he still finds time to give me breaks and spend time as a family.  He's a great dad and husband.  Beside being a mom, I work part-time as an Emergency Nurse and a clinical instructor in a nursing program.   Well, that's us.  I look forward to further entries and hope it helps me to keep up on photos of my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890045574395633375-1169804626981990530?l=tbybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/feeds/1169804626981990530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-after-lot-of-trial-and-error-i.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1169804626981990530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7890045574395633375/posts/default/1169804626981990530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbybee.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-after-lot-of-trial-and-error-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01174649709693393441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/Szg46hPZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/myLBsePssuE/S220/0645_bybee+retouch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjgBY5OSxW4/SXKzKMwOfWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N_zYxWxxJ-M/s72-c/P1016453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
