<?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-734990999716390219</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:27:26.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roberts Family</title><subtitle type='html'>I wouldn't trade this for anything!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3119569733312644637</id><published>2010-07-13T17:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:24:08.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Instruction manual please!</title><content type='html'>At the birth of our second child, Kassy, I remember my Father-in-law Rick telling me he wished children came with an instruction manual. "Just when you think you've got parenting figured out, you have another child and the same things don't work!" he said.  Emma has definately illustrated this principal in our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the first 2 kids we didn't put locks on cabinets with cleaners (they never tried to play with or eat the cleaners), crayons always stayed in the high drawers, etc.  Around the time Emma turned 2 I kept finding the playdough and other art supplies left out and scattered.  I keep these supplies in our mud room in the upper cabinets.  I accused Hunter and Kassy of getting these things down for Emma, and sternly requested that they STOP!  They insisted they hadn't done it, over and over they insisted.  I just KNEW Emma couldn't have gotten them down, she was only 2!!  Until one day Don quietly witnessed Emma as she negotiated the terrain of the mud room: she used the drawer pulls as latter rungs and simply steped her way up to the counter.  Then, she opened the cabinet doors, pulled on the the desired tupperware full of art supplies until it flew off the shelf landing on the floor. Then she'd scurry down and play with it.  Genious!  :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about Emma that throws me off was that she doesn't ask for help, so I don't even know that she's getting into this stuff unless she leaves evidence.  Kassy and Hunter have always asked for help with things, or permission to use things, but Emma doesn't. It's funny, she's not malicious or rebellious at all.  I honestly think that asking for help just doesn't occur to her.  She knows she can do things on her own, so she does.  I LOVE IT!  The girl is capable and independant, watch out world! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493531228120659170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzxi8altOI/AAAAAAAABak/AZ0D8BmZrFk/s400/DSC_3916.JPG" /&gt;I finally caught her on film the other day, scaling the pantry shelves to get a mint.  :-)  Oh, how I love her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-3119569733312644637?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3119569733312644637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3119569733312644637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3119569733312644637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3119569733312644637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/07/instruction-manual-please.html' title='Instruction manual please!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzxi8altOI/AAAAAAAABak/AZ0D8BmZrFk/s72-c/DSC_3916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2283902092118901180</id><published>2010-07-13T15:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:10:55.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid expands as it freezes</title><content type='html'>This morning Kassy decided to put a Dr. Pepper in the freezer for a tasty frozen treat later.  Unfortunately, good intentions mixed with ignorance can have unintended negative consequences.  I went to the freezer this afternoon to retrieve some ground turkey for tonights chili dinner and found frozen Dr. Pepper slushie all over the freezer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing too hard to be mad.  I mean, yeah it's a mess, and a waste, and yada-yada-yada.  But, I've really tried hard over the last year to subdue my temper and see the humor in life instead of just getting irritated.  I don't want my kids looking back on their childhood and remembering a bunch of yelling from their Mother.  Today I did a good job of it!   Of course I ran to get my camera before we melted the slushie to clean it up.  This was the original scene...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493510117996594034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzeWLEzg3I/AAAAAAAABaU/rTykB4CY4As/s400/DSC_4422.JPG" /&gt;Check out the can!  The top literally blew off 5/6 of the way around.  We had 2 giant packs of hot dogs and about 9 pounds of ground Turkey just covered in slush.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzeWtJdhTI/AAAAAAAABac/9eGn1HIugpQ/s1600/DSC_4424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493510127142929714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzeWtJdhTI/AAAAAAAABac/9eGn1HIugpQ/s400/DSC_4424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I helped Kassy with the cleanup to ensure it was done thuroughly, but she learned a valuable lesson in science today.  Liquid expands as it freezes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2283902092118901180?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2283902092118901180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2283902092118901180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2283902092118901180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2283902092118901180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/07/liquid-expands-as-it-freezes.html' title='Liquid expands as it freezes'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TDzeWLEzg3I/AAAAAAAABaU/rTykB4CY4As/s72-c/DSC_4422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-5505815411946907700</id><published>2010-06-29T10:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:37:38.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Days</title><content type='html'>Just as school was winding to a close for the year, we had a case of Stomach Flu run through the family.  Hunter and Kassy were both home sick on the same day, which made for an intense night/day for me!  Luckily, it turned out to be a 12 hour flu, so by noon these kids were jumping off the walls again.  I love to witness what creative things they come up with to entertain themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter made a long rope by stringing together several dozen rubber bands.  Kassy tied a candycane on the end...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCofL-JYxmI/AAAAAAAABY8/9YNz7C-8tDQ/s1600/DSC_3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488233386425763426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCofL-JYxmI/AAAAAAAABY8/9YNz7C-8tDQ/s400/DSC_3768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy and Hunter started out by dangling the candy and treats down to Emma, pulling on the rubber bands making Emma jump for it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodE_pUd6I/AAAAAAAABYk/7x-4ZqKQklk/s1600/DSC_3760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488231067545794466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodE_pUd6I/AAAAAAAABYk/7x-4ZqKQklk/s400/DSC_3760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter enjoyed making his sisters jump around  :-)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488231056308282850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodEVyFpeI/AAAAAAAABYc/gMyQ5yd-Im0/s400/DSC_3773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488231042589615298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodDirTZMI/AAAAAAAABYU/ul-nsX9aLuM/s400/DSC_3774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Emma had fun catching their prize.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488231032718915042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodC958deI/AAAAAAAABYM/5MviIfTrJog/s400/DSC_3775.JPG" /&gt;Emma with her candy cane.  Funny thing is, I don't even remember her eating it.  They just had so much fun with the game, the game wound up being the highlight, not the candy.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488231022059127730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCodCWMdA7I/AAAAAAAABYE/V6GAruvsj6Q/s400/DSC_3777.JPG" /&gt;Beautiful Kassy, I'm so glad this flu didn't last long at all.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488233379309450322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCofLjoudFI/AAAAAAAABY0/d9Z2YfE6g4k/s400/DSC_3762.JPG" /&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/734990999716390219-5505815411946907700?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5505815411946907700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=5505815411946907700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5505815411946907700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5505815411946907700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/sick-days.html' title='Sick Days'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCofL-JYxmI/AAAAAAAABY8/9YNz7C-8tDQ/s72-c/DSC_3768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-7706235164030789391</id><published>2010-06-25T21:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:23:30.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmett Cherry Festival</title><content type='html'>Don and Hunter are HUGE cherry fans!  We've missed the Emmett Cherry Festival for the last few years and were determined not to miss it again.  This year I flew back from my nephew Michael's wedding in Colorado on Saturday morning at 10am.  I had just enough time to shower, paint Kassy &amp;amp; Emma's toenails, and head out the door.  We went with our good friends the Schows and Swensons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me at all you know I'm all about the food at festivals!  After a nice lunch that brought us all closer to a heart attack, we hit the rides with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson Schow, Kaden Swenson, Kassy, Emma, &amp;amp; Halle Schow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9wc9gkmI/AAAAAAAABX8/s1PSnSol-Ro/s1600/june_2_008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929992382190178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9wc9gkmI/AAAAAAAABX8/s1PSnSol-Ro/s400/june_2_008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner Swenson and Hunter.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9voRmbPI/AAAAAAAABX0/JuJshSfyhmI/s1600/june_2_020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929978239380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9voRmbPI/AAAAAAAABX0/JuJshSfyhmI/s400/june_2_020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin Schow, Bart Schow, Tyson Schow, Don, Josh Swenson, Abigail Swenson (tiny baby in stroller in the back), Me, Kassy, Alissa Schow, Halle Schow, and Emma.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9iZ3PBfI/AAAAAAAABXs/txAcFjdRyd4/s1600/june_2_022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929751032399346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9iZ3PBfI/AAAAAAAABXs/txAcFjdRyd4/s400/june_2_022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my girls: Alissa and Amber.  Life blesses you with a handfull of true friends in a liftime.  I'm grateful for these two!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hyi4x3I/AAAAAAAABXk/iLqW4Nn5WiU/s1600/june_2_026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929740478072690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hyi4x3I/AAAAAAAABXk/iLqW4Nn5WiU/s400/june_2_026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the ride tickets were all used up we headed to the orchards to pick some cherries.  Bart Schow, Halle Schow, Me (where is my head?), Kaden Swenson, and Kassy.  Baby Gavin Schow is in the front, baby Abigail Swenson is in the back.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hdnfr5I/AAAAAAAABXc/-_yuJVqFQ_I/s1600/june_2_039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929734860255122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hdnfr5I/AAAAAAAABXc/-_yuJVqFQ_I/s400/june_2_039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Don, and Hunter looking for cherries.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hKwlvgI/AAAAAAAABXU/YCEcfPLs2uQ/s1600/june_2_033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929729798127106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9hKwlvgI/AAAAAAAABXU/YCEcfPLs2uQ/s400/june_2_033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter up in the cherry trees.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9guE0pWI/AAAAAAAABXM/qKTzJVkC5dQ/s1600/CIMG0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486929722098361698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9guE0pWI/AAAAAAAABXM/qKTzJVkC5dQ/s400/CIMG0057.jpg" /&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;Kassy climbed the tree to find the cherries too.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6pG3XH_I/AAAAAAAABXE/icbuLdqmU1c/s1600/CIMG0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486926567656857586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6pG3XH_I/AAAAAAAABXE/icbuLdqmU1c/s400/CIMG0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Emma had to climb as well, of course.  This girl won't miss out on life for anything!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6ovMeRII/AAAAAAAABW8/Aq3WUFor0uo/s1600/CIMG0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486926561302955138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6ovMeRII/AAAAAAAABW8/Aq3WUFor0uo/s400/CIMG0058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don climbed the trees and hit the motherload.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6oB_zAbI/AAAAAAAABW0/WvQ5R29Wcuk/s1600/CIMG0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486926549170192818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6oB_zAbI/AAAAAAAABW0/WvQ5R29Wcuk/s400/CIMG0056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy in another tree.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6nhhlyXI/AAAAAAAABWs/JrdTbTrP-p0/s1600/CIMG0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486926540453562738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6nhhlyXI/AAAAAAAABWs/JrdTbTrP-p0/s400/CIMG0059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a look at that!  Is that a thing of beauty or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6nITtldI/AAAAAAAABWk/Yt3JXH0-ops/s1600/DSC_3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486926533684467154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV6nITtldI/AAAAAAAABWk/Yt3JXH0-ops/s400/DSC_3782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-7706235164030789391?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7706235164030789391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=7706235164030789391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7706235164030789391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7706235164030789391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/emmett-cherry-festival.html' title='Emmett Cherry Festival'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCV9wc9gkmI/AAAAAAAABX8/s1PSnSol-Ro/s72-c/june_2_008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-6523370957571091548</id><published>2010-06-25T21:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:34:56.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones in life...</title><content type='html'>For several years Kassy asked if she could get her ears pierced.  I said she'd have to wait until she was 12, like I did.  My sister Katy asked me once, "Are you making her wait because you really believe she should wait, or are you making her wait because Mom and Dad made us wait?"  I had to admit I was being a lazy parent, simply passing down something that was imposed upon me without any thought put into the reasons why.  After talking it over with Don, we decided that it's Kassy's body so she should be the one who says when it's the right time to pierce her ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what happened?  As soon as we told her "say the word and we'll take you to get your ears pierced" it was like a switch, she no longer thought it was time, she wanted to wait.  I call this the Forbidden Fruit Phenomenon.  When something is forbidden, some people crave it simply because it is forbidden.  Take away that forbidden aspect and they no longer want it.  I learned a valuable lesson about my daughter that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward 2 years...it's time!  Kassy decided that today was the day, so off to Walmart we went. Of course Hunter wanted to come along and witness the agony his sister was about to endure.  Here is a video of Kassy getting her ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ef6762736b2a9c42" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def6762736b2a9c42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331635559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71D0B7950DB52698894D2D4040B0425E01522A38.4A7F8F099328FD86E4C90DE3C4E426C750570E05%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def6762736b2a9c42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk-wVcxGzjWNjk9EJCjAGqeLcMwA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def6762736b2a9c42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331635559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71D0B7950DB52698894D2D4040B0425E01522A38.4A7F8F099328FD86E4C90DE3C4E426C750570E05%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def6762736b2a9c42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk-wVcxGzjWNjk9EJCjAGqeLcMwA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As soon as Emma saw what Kassy had just done, she was insistant that she was next.  I knew this was a possibility.  What I had forgotten, in all the excitement, was that Emma had fallen asleep in the car on the way to Walmart, and was thus very tired and emotional!  She hopped up in the chair, smiled with delight that she was such a big girl, but once the pain hit.....well, see for yourself....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3b061f1ae004d79f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b061f1ae004d79f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331635559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D33E9F37F4B8A0E8D1E08C21E9586683A9DE8FC.1D3C41AD8456E82C6ABFD415C36145B948FB25AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b061f1ae004d79f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzEx3Cdn8h9S14CyXHdK-5zl4LYE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b061f1ae004d79f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331635559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D33E9F37F4B8A0E8D1E08C21E9586683A9DE8FC.1D3C41AD8456E82C6ABFD415C36145B948FB25AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b061f1ae004d79f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzEx3Cdn8h9S14CyXHdK-5zl4LYE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please note that her crying only lasted about 90 seconds.  The pain was no match for a bag of gummy bears and a 3 hour nap once she got home.  That was yesterday and she's been absolutely fine ever since.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm proud of my kids, who they are and the choices they make.  Their personalities differ from mine.  Sometimes I struggle to understand them.  We're trying to give them guidance along the way while providing them ample space to walk the path they choose.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-6523370957571091548?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6523370957571091548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=6523370957571091548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6523370957571091548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6523370957571091548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/milestones-in-life.html' title='Milestones in life...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1184912768231034761</id><published>2010-06-25T19:53:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:19:25.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael got married!</title><content type='html'>Michael Chevrier, the 2nd son of my oldest sister Susan, was scheduled to get married on June 18th in Denver, Colorado. Michael is the first of my nephews to get married, and I'll be honest, it seemed a little weird that he was old enough, and thus I was old enough. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy being the way it is these days, everyone is pinching their pennies. Michael is extremely important to all of us Speidel's so we decided the best thing to do was for all the siblings (Aunts and Uncle to Michael) to fly into Denver for the wedding. We made it a 2 day event and it was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all flew in early Thursday morning then headed up to the summit of Mount Evans. This is my sister Katy and I on the way up...what beautiful scenery!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCViu3bfn8I/AAAAAAAABWU/volUiTtPzug/s1600/1me+and+katy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486900278313590722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCViu3bfn8I/AAAAAAAABWU/volUiTtPzug/s400/1me+and+katy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mount Evans is 14,420-some feet high, the highest peak I've ever been to. We were well above the tree line, and there were several Mountain Goats hanging around at the top. With the wind chill it was around 9 degrees. Burrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486900037222899282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVig1S_nlI/AAAAAAAABWM/AW4Ct1BCNeY/s400/1tracy+and+goat+2.jpg" /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad followed us up the mountain in their Jeep. This is Rusty, Me, Mom &amp;amp; Dad.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486915711907409362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVwxODALdI/AAAAAAAABWc/3tLq8CZlLqM/s400/1rusty,+me,+mom,+dad+mt+evans.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had fun taking pictures of these Mountain Goats. I've never seen one before, much less been this close.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVif3WGaiI/AAAAAAAABWE/T71I3dbs_vk/s1600/1goat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486900020592929314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVif3WGaiI/AAAAAAAABWE/T71I3dbs_vk/s400/1goat+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A baby Mountain Goat &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVifd05gII/AAAAAAAABV8/Mn6rAQ9g4vU/s1600/1goat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486900013742784642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVifd05gII/AAAAAAAABV8/Mn6rAQ9g4vU/s400/1goat+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An adult Mountain Goat. How cool is that?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVie-NCmII/AAAAAAAABV0/B2AkVgU8R7g/s1600/1goat+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486900005254109314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVie-NCmII/AAAAAAAABV0/B2AkVgU8R7g/s400/1goat+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Previous to this trip I knew that my Mother has a fear of heights, but I had no idea that my sister Janet shared this fear times 10. Poor Janet barely survived the drive up the mountain, I've never seen anyone so scared in all my life, honestly. I was so proud of her because despite her fears she kept on going and made it to the top. Once she was there she got out and enjoyed her surroundings. What a woman!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCViec4StLI/AAAAAAAABVs/LezrTz1L2g4/s1600/1Janet+goat+mt+evans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899996308714674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCViec4StLI/AAAAAAAABVs/LezrTz1L2g4/s400/1Janet+goat+mt+evans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy and I at the top of Mount Evans&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhrCOm0CI/AAAAAAAABVk/470phNmahP4/s1600/1k%26t+goats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899112981221410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhrCOm0CI/AAAAAAAABVk/470phNmahP4/s400/1k%26t+goats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rusty, Me, Janet, and Katy. My oldest sister Susan, the mother of the groom, had wedding things to tend to, and thus wasn't with us on our sightseeing trips.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhqkNNqjI/AAAAAAAABVc/b8f6U6Ao2gc/s1600/1Siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899104922315314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhqkNNqjI/AAAAAAAABVc/b8f6U6Ao2gc/s400/1Siblings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That evening we attended the rehersal dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory in downtown Denver. I have to say, I love downtown restaurants!! They tend to have much more personality than an average place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rusty, Me, &amp;amp; Katy at the rehersal dinner.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhp1zeXEI/AAAAAAAABVU/GldYlUwK_aY/s1600/2rusty+tracy+katy+rehersal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899092466326594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhp1zeXEI/AAAAAAAABVU/GldYlUwK_aY/s400/2rusty+tracy+katy+rehersal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my oldest nephew, Joseph, and his soon-to-be-wife Katie. They are getting married in Orlando, Florida on July 24th. Joe is only 8 years younger than me so these boys are like my little brothers. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhpf5dOYI/AAAAAAAABVM/YZ_3ss1JtoQ/s1600/2joe+and+katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899086585837954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhpf5dOYI/AAAAAAAABVM/YZ_3ss1JtoQ/s400/2joe+and+katie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a balloon artist at the restaurant. He went around and made everyone a baloon. This is my Mom holding her chili pepper, because she's my Dad's "Hot Mama".&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhoy8RSFI/AAAAAAAABVE/vccEcmkO5gY/s1600/2hot+mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899074518042706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhoy8RSFI/AAAAAAAABVE/vccEcmkO5gY/s400/2hot+mama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy's son Reed was the ring bearer and thus the only cousin at the wedding. This is Katy and Reed, wearing his alien who is sucking his brain.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhAUszX4I/AAAAAAAABU8/RT7lnvTwyog/s1600/2Reed+alien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486898379205336962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVhAUszX4I/AAAAAAAABU8/RT7lnvTwyog/s400/2Reed+alien.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've had the pleasure of being around my Speidel family you know that we laugh a LOT and tend to get loud. We soaked up this balloon guy and all his tricks. This is my brother Rusty as "Thor", with his helmet, braids, and club.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg_u5Y4yI/AAAAAAAABU0/7xfxb9XWI3M/s1600/2Rusty+Thor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486898369057579810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg_u5Y4yI/AAAAAAAABU0/7xfxb9XWI3M/s400/2Rusty+Thor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning Mom invited us all to the RV and made us breakfast. My Mom always loves to feed ya! Rusty, Mom, Me, Janet, and Katy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg_ETNWmI/AAAAAAAABUs/9IKAKKcDYBo/s1600/3breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486898357623151202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg_ETNWmI/AAAAAAAABUs/9IKAKKcDYBo/s400/3breakfast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding wasn't until 5:30, so we took off sight seeing again. Colorado is WAY too beautiful not to get out there and see. We drove up past Golden to the grave of Buffalo Bill. This is Katy, Reed, Rusty and myself just off the parking lot looking out toward Golden.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg-0UN73I/AAAAAAAABUk/Kf47j7sw1YE/s1600/4group+overlook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486898353332416370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg-0UN73I/AAAAAAAABUk/Kf47j7sw1YE/s400/4group+overlook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have always loved stained glass!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg-MN_PNI/AAAAAAAABUc/-RHrC71bql0/s1600/3bb+stained+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486898342568869074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVg-MN_PNI/AAAAAAAABUc/-RHrC71bql0/s400/3bb+stained+glass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grave of Buffalo Bill. It was interesting to learn that he wanted to die a Catholic, so he was baptised the day before he died. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgJKOYaKI/AAAAAAAABUU/NF45PUvsWHw/s1600/3bb+grave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486897431500581026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgJKOYaKI/AAAAAAAABUU/NF45PUvsWHw/s400/3bb+grave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Janet, Rusty, and Katy. Reed was a great photographer!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgInDyeFI/AAAAAAAABUM/rcy5U6dzx1c/s1600/siblings+buffalo+bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486897422060910674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgInDyeFI/AAAAAAAABUM/rcy5U6dzx1c/s400/siblings+buffalo+bill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The museum had a children's area that was too irresistable for the folks from Georgia. :-) This is Janet in a cowboy hat and chaps.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgIOsb1fI/AAAAAAAABUE/MeYQ31WA3bw/s1600/3janet+chaps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486897415520507378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgIOsb1fI/AAAAAAAABUE/MeYQ31WA3bw/s400/3janet+chaps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know if it was the lack of children or spouses or what, but I don't think I've ever seen my brother so relaxed for 2 days! Here is Rusty brushing up on his rodeo skills.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgHkStjiI/AAAAAAAABT8/HRyr4q2mBB4/s1600/4Rusty+cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486897404138327586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgHkStjiI/AAAAAAAABT8/HRyr4q2mBB4/s400/4Rusty+cowboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the wedding: all five siblings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me (#5), Rusty (#3), Susan (#1), Katy (#4), and Janet (#2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We clean up pretty good, huh?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgG1scSvI/AAAAAAAABT0/Vk4r9E9iFTo/s1600/wedding+siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486897391629781746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVgG1scSvI/AAAAAAAABT0/Vk4r9E9iFTo/s400/wedding+siblings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the wedding to begin. Me, Janet, Katy and Rusty &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfWmHa4uI/AAAAAAAABTs/8b3eWyWrDZo/s1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486896562814247650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfWmHa4uI/AAAAAAAABTs/8b3eWyWrDZo/s400/wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy's son Reed was the ring bearer. He was such a good sport all weekend, tagging along with 4 adults I'm sure he was bored out of his mind, but never complained. He's a sweet heart!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfV8KaGlI/AAAAAAAABTk/Po7_cOsYQwc/s1600/wedding+ring+bearer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486896551552490066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfV8KaGlI/AAAAAAAABTk/Po7_cOsYQwc/s400/wedding+ring+bearer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aubrey and Michael just after the ceremony. It was a beautiful wedding!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfVXvGKHI/AAAAAAAABTc/qTMiARzDamg/s1600/wedding+michael+and+aubrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486896541774260338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfVXvGKHI/AAAAAAAABTc/qTMiARzDamg/s400/wedding+michael+and+aubrey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow I messed up the colors on this, so I just made it black and white. :-) Aubrey and Michael Chevrier. I hope she can handle our crazy family. Every family is a little crazy, right?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfUyPSP3I/AAAAAAAABTU/UjO18pkCtGQ/s1600/wedding+aubrey+and+michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486896531708723058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfUyPSP3I/AAAAAAAABTU/UjO18pkCtGQ/s400/wedding+aubrey+and+michael.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arn't these the most fabulous shoes you've ever seen?!?! They are the bridesmaides shoes and I'm in love with them. My neice Laura let me take them for a test drive. Wasn't that sweet? Too bad they didn't come home with me, I looked so good in them! ;-)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfUUXr8tI/AAAAAAAABTM/BygNZ2grNdo/s1600/wedding+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486896523690898130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCVfUUXr8tI/AAAAAAAABTM/BygNZ2grNdo/s400/wedding+shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love you Michael and Aubrey!! Thank you for sharing your special day with us. May you always put eachother first and enjoy all the experiences life has to offer together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1184912768231034761?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1184912768231034761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1184912768231034761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1184912768231034761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1184912768231034761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/michael-got-married.html' title='Michael got married!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCViu3bfn8I/AAAAAAAABWU/volUiTtPzug/s72-c/1me+and+katy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8712676308202577656</id><published>2010-06-23T10:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:09:57.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Football....</title><content type='html'>Hunter decided to try his hand at Football this year.  This being his first season, we figured he'd benefit from learning the basics at Rocky Mountain High's Football camp.  Today is day 3 of the camp.  As predicted by Don, Hunter is sore &amp;amp; tired, but loving it!  You should see the light in his eyes when he's done.  He's tired, but he's excited!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCI-w3lcqjI/AAAAAAAABTE/p8Ix-Bs34XA/s1600/DSC_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486016305366346290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCI-w3lcqjI/AAAAAAAABTE/p8Ix-Bs34XA/s400/DSC_3796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCI-v6kemQI/AAAAAAAABS8/dxUwb6pd82c/s1600/DSC_3802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486016288987715842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCI-v6kemQI/AAAAAAAABS8/dxUwb6pd82c/s400/DSC_3802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TCI-vQ5-UaI/AAAAAAAABS0/re_DfasVvOU/s1600/DSC_3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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I love it long because....well....I just do.  It's so georgeous long, but she hates the tangles that come with long hair.  She grew out her bangs and now it's always in her face (which I don't like) and she feels she's too old for cute little hair-do's that keep it out of her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy decided she wanted to do something different with it and I decided it's completely up to her.  She should be free to express herself anyway she chooses (as long as it's not illegal, that's where I draw the line ;-)).  What is in a hair cut anyway?  Who cares?  So, we made an apointment with Aunt Tabrina (Beana) &amp;amp; headed downtown to Platinum Salon.  Kassy found a picture in a magazine that she loved, Beana said she could cut off enough to donate to 'Locks of Love', and the cutting began...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWuXVIomI/AAAAAAAABR8/IcED3Lci_yQ/s1600/CIMG0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483157532116034146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWuXVIomI/AAAAAAAABR8/IcED3Lci_yQ/s400/CIMG0038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy's ponytail that we'll send in to 'Locks of Love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWtkXYASI/AAAAAAAABR0/z9IX1REfiko/s1600/CIMG0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483157518435221794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWtkXYASI/AAAAAAAABR0/z9IX1REfiko/s400/CIMG0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beana and Kassy after the cut was done.  The bangs have returned!  I'm thrilled to be able to see Kassy's face again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWtHbJuKI/AAAAAAAABRs/lb2Pp3uITFk/s1600/CIMG0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483157510666434722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWtHbJuKI/AAAAAAAABRs/lb2Pp3uITFk/s400/CIMG0042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side view.  Look at my girl, is she absolutely georgeous or what?  Time will tell if she likes it enough to keep it this way, but I'm thinking this is a great haircut for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWs0C9IBI/AAAAAAAABRk/WA3ynkHALCE/s1600/CIMG0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483157505464672274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWs0C9IBI/AAAAAAAABRk/WA3ynkHALCE/s400/CIMG0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabrina offered to die in a stripe of blue or pink, but Kassy declined the offer.  Maybe next time ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2373353079130441674?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2373353079130441674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2373353079130441674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2373353079130441674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2373353079130441674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/kassys-hair-cut.html' title='Kassy&apos;s Hair Cut'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TBgWuXVIomI/AAAAAAAABR8/IcED3Lci_yQ/s72-c/CIMG0038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2846257281007766978</id><published>2010-06-08T11:29:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:46:23.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration of Flight</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we headed out to the Caldwell, Idaho Airport for the Celebration of Flight Airshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Emma, Hunter, &amp;amp; Don in front of an Apache Helicopter. Kassy was our photographer. :-) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480468605133603090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JKNurQRI/AAAAAAAABRQ/x8b5tzeTDt4/s400/DSC_3524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy's view of one of the guns on the Apache, pretty cool huh?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JKsFNfQI/AAAAAAAABRY/VDDMsiD7Ao0/s1600/DSC_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480468613281185026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JKsFNfQI/AAAAAAAABRY/VDDMsiD7Ao0/s400/DSC_3517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hunter in the cockpit of the Apache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JJ4wMiVI/AAAAAAAABRI/KxlKbX6cr-E/s1600/DSC_3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480468599502834002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JJ4wMiVI/AAAAAAAABRI/KxlKbX6cr-E/s400/DSC_3535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy, Emma, &amp;amp; I in the Apache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IaWYWeCI/AAAAAAAABRA/aQo9FveZQaE/s1600/DSC_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480467782822164514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IaWYWeCI/AAAAAAAABRA/aQo9FveZQaE/s400/DSC_3538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea what this is called, but it looked so intersting! Hunter said it reminded him of the Wright Brothers airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IZ18y2AI/AAAAAAAABQ4/M1AAbvhplsU/s1600/DSC_3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480467774116648962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IZ18y2AI/AAAAAAAABQ4/M1AAbvhplsU/s400/DSC_3540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter on top of a Tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IY9DAohI/AAAAAAAABQw/5SjA3fh-cFc/s1600/DSC_3542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480467758841897490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IY9DAohI/AAAAAAAABQw/5SjA3fh-cFc/s400/DSC_3542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was also a classic car show, this is an old 'Woody'. You know, one of those surfing cars in California. We have the Chevron version :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IYZ-tPDI/AAAAAAAABQo/hRpPZ2VHuwE/s1600/DSC_3549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480467749428608050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IYZ-tPDI/AAAAAAAABQo/hRpPZ2VHuwE/s400/DSC_3549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was an old Austin Heeley (did I spell that right?) with wicker seats. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IXhchZxI/AAAAAAAABQg/ckv0laS0pF0/s1600/DSC_3550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480467734252840722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6IXhchZxI/AAAAAAAABQg/ckv0laS0pF0/s400/DSC_3550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The red Jaguar was my personal FAVORITE! Whew, I'd look good in that car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HohcgHPI/AAAAAAAABQY/OhbddZz89DI/s1600/DSC_3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466926798904562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HohcgHPI/AAAAAAAABQY/OhbddZz89DI/s400/DSC_3551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We set up our chairs to save our spot, then walked around looking at the classic cars, tanks, airplanes, etc. on display. When we got back to our chairs this gentlemen was sitting in one. It was so cute, we told him to stay as long as he'd like, and shared our Kettle Corn with him. He liked the Kettle Corn so much he got up to go buy some himself. We never saw him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HoIE0gBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Yy0bMTZk7Yc/s1600/DSC_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466919988690962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HoIE0gBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Yy0bMTZk7Yc/s400/DSC_3552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know the name's of most of these airplanes, but here are the photo's we took. I forgot my 80-300mm zoom lense so these arn't as good as they could have been, but I guess at least we got some. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HnaY3zwI/AAAAAAAABQI/x5LrlGCASyE/s1600/DSC_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466907724762882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HnaY3zwI/AAAAAAAABQI/x5LrlGCASyE/s400/DSC_3554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HnIH2WRI/AAAAAAAABQA/yOgHwdYMYto/s1600/DSC_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466902821525778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HnIH2WRI/AAAAAAAABQA/yOgHwdYMYto/s400/DSC_3567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kassy telling me to "talk to the hand", little stinker.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6Hmb_u9aI/AAAAAAAABP4/_5ZnaJgk_uY/s1600/DSC_3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466890976327074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6Hmb_u9aI/AAAAAAAABP4/_5ZnaJgk_uY/s400/DSC_3572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma enjoying her Kettle Corn! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HBNa2uNI/AAAAAAAABPw/yOmbAeNqXg4/s1600/DSC_3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466251408390354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HBNa2uNI/AAAAAAAABPw/yOmbAeNqXg4/s400/DSC_3577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You all asked me to pass the camera off once in a while so I can be in a picture, so here you have it! Me, in all my glory! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HAvdMPzI/AAAAAAAABPo/YFuiTC3TCCo/s1600/DSC_3578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466243365125938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HAvdMPzI/AAAAAAAABPo/YFuiTC3TCCo/s400/DSC_3578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Helicopter did a demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HAAHpTLI/AAAAAAAABPg/EofO7dO1Ckw/s1600/DSC_3584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466230658288818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6HAAHpTLI/AAAAAAAABPg/EofO7dO1Ckw/s400/DSC_3584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma was lifting her drink umbrella's like dumbells, grunting all the way. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6G_0mcK8I/AAAAAAAABPY/ksrDPDtGCb0/s1600/DSC_3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466227566226370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6G_0mcK8I/AAAAAAAABPY/ksrDPDtGCb0/s400/DSC_3585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This man skydove with a flag attached to his back, while the airplane circled him all the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6G_OygjtI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Iu4VBBY6h78/s1600/DSC_3600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480466217416298194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6G_OygjtI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Iu4VBBY6h78/s400/DSC_3600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very cool! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C5gPiahI/AAAAAAAABPI/bWz_rnSzXkY/s1600/DSC_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461720975731218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C5gPiahI/AAAAAAAABPI/bWz_rnSzXkY/s400/DSC_3607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C5Gcs6RI/AAAAAAAABPA/FAc7EL1qZFQ/s1600/DSC_3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461714051623186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C5Gcs6RI/AAAAAAAABPA/FAc7EL1qZFQ/s400/DSC_3614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;There were several WWII planes...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C4udDlJI/AAAAAAAABO4/8nbdVEmMkEg/s1600/DSC_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461707610657938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C4udDlJI/AAAAAAAABO4/8nbdVEmMkEg/s400/DSC_3620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C4BIP66I/AAAAAAAABOw/zCz5RIoFnok/s1600/DSC_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461695443790754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C4BIP66I/AAAAAAAABOw/zCz5RIoFnok/s400/DSC_3625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C3q_qIAI/AAAAAAAABOo/7X7ifBLGZ1k/s1600/DSC_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480461689502179330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6C3q_qIAI/AAAAAAAABOo/7X7ifBLGZ1k/s400/DSC_3636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B-Xbs7GI/AAAAAAAABOg/sFJ4Y7iPHDA/s1600/DSC_3641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460704998550626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B-Xbs7GI/AAAAAAAABOg/sFJ4Y7iPHDA/s400/DSC_3641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460700296022322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B-F6iCTI/AAAAAAAABOY/OtZrTZst9kI/s400/DSC_3646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480456873776173394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-fXBG0VI/AAAAAAAABNo/RYBYjcdOKHo/s400/DSC_3719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480456871146568690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-fNOKO_I/AAAAAAAABNg/rqTmyXqZXpk/s400/DSC_3723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480456896976497570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-gtcfq6I/AAAAAAAABN4/NxIqvbeh4hE/s400/DSC_3691.JPG" /&gt; These Warthogs flew over from Gowen Field to do a demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B9ic6UJI/AAAAAAAABOQ/F6F7Vsu5CaQ/s1600/DSC_3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460690776543378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B9ic6UJI/AAAAAAAABOQ/F6F7Vsu5CaQ/s400/DSC_3660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B82FbdzI/AAAAAAAABOI/v61eewBI-4E/s1600/DSC_3662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460678866892594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B82FbdzI/AAAAAAAABOI/v61eewBI-4E/s400/DSC_3662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B8seiyBI/AAAAAAAABOA/SRR5UokLZ30/s1600/DSC_3680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460676287875090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6B8seiyBI/AAAAAAAABOA/SRR5UokLZ30/s400/DSC_3680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Super Cub demonstrating how they can take off in a short distance. It was pretty amazing to see it in action, no wonder these plans are all over Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-gH2MQXI/AAAAAAAABNw/Gm9oijvj6vw/s1600/DSC_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480456886883729778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-gH2MQXI/AAAAAAAABNw/Gm9oijvj6vw/s400/DSC_3706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This black plane was a super fast experimental plane that can fly about 350 MPH. The black plane and the Red Corvette conducted a race. They raced down the runway, turned around and race back down, about 7 laps. The car won, partially because it can turn around fairly quickly whereas the plane take a minute to make the turn and come back around. It was really fun to watch the race, probably the kids favorite part of the show. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-eleNGqI/AAAAAAAABNY/QPXVFJa8gLE/s1600/DSC_3737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480456860476447394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA5-eleNGqI/AAAAAAAABNY/QPXVFJa8gLE/s400/DSC_3737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/734990999716390219-2846257281007766978?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2846257281007766978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2846257281007766978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2846257281007766978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2846257281007766978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebration-of-flight.html' title='Celebration of Flight'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TA6JKNurQRI/AAAAAAAABRQ/x8b5tzeTDt4/s72-c/DSC_3524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-5810721789184745771</id><published>2010-06-04T09:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:46:04.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature is a classroom</title><content type='html'>We often look at the world around us and take it in as a macro view.  But, how often do we take the time to look around in a micro view, and see what we find? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from our campsite this past weekend.  We all can look and see beautiful green mountains dusted with wildflowers.  If we stop and take a closer look, what things will we find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478947435412694834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAkhqe7PpzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/71SbVTesZWI/s400/DSC_3471.JPG" /&gt;Don &amp;amp; Hunter took a walk up these hills and came across a pretty cool sight!  I have no idea what these are called, but seemed to be some type of caterpillar nest filled with hatching eggs.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478947418668813778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAkhpgjMTdI/AAAAAAAABNI/5vACZrYvtyc/s400/DSC_3466.JPG" /&gt;They rushed back to camp and got us girls, they just had to show us what they found.  As we kept looking closer, we found almost haf a dozen of these nests on the hillside.  It was pretty amazing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478947411708201714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAkhpGnpyvI/AAAAAAAABNA/9Lbm_VTm0DI/s400/DSC_3465.JPG" /&gt;Hunter, Kassy, Don &amp;amp; Emma next to one of the nests.  Kassy was particularly intrigued because her class 'grew' caterpillars into Butterflies this year.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478947409379709410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAkho98f0eI/AAAAAAAABM4/Kv2dxBdomhc/s400/DSC_3463.JPG" /&gt;The world has so many fascinating aspects, if we just take a moment to stop and look around once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-5810721789184745771?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5810721789184745771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=5810721789184745771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5810721789184745771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5810721789184745771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/nature-is-classroom.html' title='Nature is a classroom'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAkhqe7PpzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/71SbVTesZWI/s72-c/DSC_3471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-9078823526760384092</id><published>2010-06-01T15:57:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:49:47.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute plans are sometimes the BEST!</title><content type='html'>All week the weather forecast for Memorial Day weekend looked cold and rainy, so we didn't make any plans.  Friday evening the forecast looked do-able, so we awoke Saturday morning and started packing.  We loaded up the truck with camping supplies and headed out of town with no specific destination in mind.  I just love being spontaneous sometimes, makes me feel alive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove a little over an hour from our house, up past Lucky Peak, turned off on a side road and drove until we found a good camping spot.  I think this is the first time I've ever camped outside of a campground.  You know, no bathrooms, no water spicket at your campsite, no electrical hookup....no nothing!  It was fantastic!  We stayed Saturday through Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunter pitched the small tent for the kids to play in, his first time doing it by himself.  He was resourceful and used a rock to pound the stakes in. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVvKkqjFI/AAAAAAAABMw/3xTAtBODQXM/s1600/DSC_3388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477949159290604626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVvKkqjFI/AAAAAAAABMw/3xTAtBODQXM/s400/DSC_3388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since we wern't in a campground and thus had no water spicket, we brought our own water.  Don &amp;amp;  Hunter have camped this way many times while hunting, but it was a first for me and the girls. Kassy helped Don wash his hands by pouring the water for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVuUlGAeI/AAAAAAAABMo/P0By1BOc7kQ/s1600/DSC_3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477949144796889570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVuUlGAeI/AAAAAAAABMo/P0By1BOc7kQ/s400/DSC_3392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy was THRILLED to be camping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVuKGMMDI/AAAAAAAABMg/AdCT54fFjng/s1600/DSC_3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477949141982916658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVuKGMMDI/AAAAAAAABMg/AdCT54fFjng/s400/DSC_3394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma had a blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVtpL-V7I/AAAAAAAABMY/1XDTejPyK6c/s1600/DSC_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477949133148805042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVtpL-V7I/AAAAAAAABMY/1XDTejPyK6c/s400/DSC_3396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Emma taking a nap in the tent. Notice the pink 'My Little Pony' on the floor?  Of course you can rough it for the weekend, but you can't do it without your My Little Ponies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU6Rk8jvI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Q8t-kb-Si-s/s1600/DSC_3409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948250637766386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU6Rk8jvI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Q8t-kb-Si-s/s400/DSC_3409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday we went for a drive up the river.  We saw this snake on the way out, thinking maybe it's a type of constrictor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948233427008818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU5RdlPTI/AAAAAAAABMA/xqtK97TGFbA/s400/DSC_3410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw this Rattle Snake on the way home, about a mile from our camp.  This is the first Rattle Snake I've ever seen after living here 13 years.  Don said it's only the 2nd one he's ever seen, and he's lived in Idaho his entire life.   We told the kids to be careful if they stray away from our campsite, be sure to take Dixie with them &amp;amp; make lots of noise.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU57f3AmI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ysmz2_ME8ck/s1600/DSC_3457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948244710851170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU57f3AmI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ysmz2_ME8ck/s400/DSC_3457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Idaho is so green and lush right now, it was absolutely georgeous!  This is a view from the truck, see all the yellow wild daisy's on the mountains?  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU4SgCR1I/AAAAAAAABL4/SfAMsJLoLRs/s1600/DSC_3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948216525866834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU4SgCR1I/AAAAAAAABL4/SfAMsJLoLRs/s400/DSC_3418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the rocky cliffs, especially one's that go right into the river.  I love the diversity of the landscape around here, so much beauty in so many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU4MEjQWI/AAAAAAAABLw/oD-3PGmmj1g/s1600/DSC_3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948214799974754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWU4MEjQWI/AAAAAAAABLw/oD-3PGmmj1g/s400/DSC_3423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dixie girl!  We adore our Dixie dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUPPSgaII/AAAAAAAABLo/pAJVyRW10iQ/s1600/DSC_3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477947511289178242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUPPSgaII/AAAAAAAABLo/pAJVyRW10iQ/s400/DSC_3425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to drive up to Atlanta, since we've never been there.  It turned out to be a SUPER windy road, and took us 4.5 hours round trip.  We are a tough family, but it wore us out.  :-)  We kept telling the kids we'd get ice cream at the gas station when we got there (thinking for sure there'd be a gas station or little store....something), but there was nothing open.  Just lots of old homes and a few boarded up business establishments.  I thought this old house was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUOn-OC_I/AAAAAAAABLg/f-afwC-jMnU/s1600/DSC_3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477947500735106034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUOn-OC_I/AAAAAAAABLg/f-afwC-jMnU/s400/DSC_3442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we told the kids we were driving to Atlanta they said "That'll take a couple of days!"  They thought we meant Atlanta, Georgia since that's where my side of the family lives.  They thought it was really funny to learn there is an Atlanta, Idaho too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUONgG_eI/AAAAAAAABLY/8HyYmrjENYU/s1600/DSC_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477947493629492706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUONgG_eI/AAAAAAAABLY/8HyYmrjENYU/s400/DSC_3444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glamour girl Kassy taking her turn in the middle front seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUNoW1W8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/anl5R2wCTgI/s1600/DSC_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477947483658476482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUNoW1W8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/anl5R2wCTgI/s400/DSC_3448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma was so wiped out!  She slept on Don's lap most of the way home from Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUNLjSHtI/AAAAAAAABLI/offXO_H2wXU/s1600/DSC_3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477947475926064850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWUNLjSHtI/AAAAAAAABLI/offXO_H2wXU/s400/DSC_3449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, anyone who knows Emma knows that she only has 2 speeds: On &amp;amp; Off.  Can you guess which one this is?  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTHtogYlI/AAAAAAAABLA/Zc7_j-THYLE/s1600/DSC_3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477946282483933778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTHtogYlI/AAAAAAAABLA/Zc7_j-THYLE/s400/DSC_3453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma kept running behind Dixie holding onto her tail.  It's amazing that Dixie doesn't mind, she just keeps running until Emma let's go.  It's no wonder why Emma keeps saying lately "Dixie's my best friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTHDceMzI/AAAAAAAABK4/Ds_hutwx_7U/s1600/DSC_3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477946271159169842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTHDceMzI/AAAAAAAABK4/Ds_hutwx_7U/s400/DSC_3459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we camp we're all about the food!  Don, Kassy, &amp;amp; Hunter cooking up dinner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTG6bghpI/AAAAAAAABKw/PGvNKiU9rI8/s1600/DSC_3474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477946268739208850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTG6bghpI/AAAAAAAABKw/PGvNKiU9rI8/s400/DSC_3474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was surprised at how often the kids asked if they could help.  We made Carne Asada Steak, baked beans, corn &amp;amp; Cherry Cobbler for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTGdK-BgI/AAAAAAAABKo/Nlp9vtcXEsY/s1600/DSC_3475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477946260885210626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTGdK-BgI/AAAAAAAABKo/Nlp9vtcXEsY/s400/DSC_3475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don putting the finishing touches on the cobbler before putting it in the coals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTF0hYN1I/AAAAAAAABKg/3GjwgFlZUe0/s1600/DSC_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477946249973348178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWTF0hYN1I/AAAAAAAABKg/3GjwgFlZUe0/s400/DSC_3479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome Hunter. I marvel at this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ8yN9EgI/AAAAAAAABKY/w2G4LXN4aKw/s1600/DSC_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477943895712928258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ8yN9EgI/AAAAAAAABKY/w2G4LXN4aKw/s400/DSC_3481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner!  It was so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ8RQMP8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/OhFCMzRwBrc/s1600/DSC_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477943886863941570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ8RQMP8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/OhFCMzRwBrc/s400/DSC_3482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma, Don, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter eating dinner while the cobbler cooked in the dutch oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ7ib6owI/AAAAAAAABKI/hYgu6FmXGD8/s1600/DSC_3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477943874296652546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ7ib6owI/AAAAAAAABKI/hYgu6FmXGD8/s400/DSC_3484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma washing her hands in a pot of warm water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ7BzXIWI/AAAAAAAABKA/n9KsPj49DKY/s1600/DSC_3485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477943865536618850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ7BzXIWI/AAAAAAAABKA/n9KsPj49DKY/s400/DSC_3485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter riding his dirtbike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ6T0k42I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Y8qsSIPUES0/s1600/DSC_3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477943853193683810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWQ6T0k42I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Y8qsSIPUES0/s400/DSC_3487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma kept asking Don to take her for rides on the motorbike.  It's funny how we're each born with things we naturally love.  Emma loves to go fast on the motorbike with her Daddy.  He even did a jump where she came up off the seat, the whole time screaming "Wahoo!"  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDkaHt7lI/AAAAAAAABJw/9XoGdP4PD2Q/s1600/DSC_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477929183276297810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDkaHt7lI/AAAAAAAABJw/9XoGdP4PD2Q/s400/DSC_3488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma, Don, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter around the campfire.  The kids loved staying up until dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDj-s9icI/AAAAAAAABJo/ELj1BGCgmjc/s1600/DSC_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477929175916317122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDj-s9icI/AAAAAAAABJo/ELj1BGCgmjc/s400/DSC_3491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don snuggling Emma in her 'horsey blankey'.  My sister Katy actually made that blanket for Hunter for his 1st birthday.  He loved it for years, now Emma has taken ownership over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDjiN6FRI/AAAAAAAABJg/pRBLaSs_4Xg/s1600/DSC_3492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477929168269874450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDjiN6FRI/AAAAAAAABJg/pRBLaSs_4Xg/s400/DSC_3492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omlette's for breakfast Monday morning (sourdough pancakes &amp;amp; bacon on Sunday).  Did I mention we're all about the food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDjB4u49I/AAAAAAAABJY/k1GlDLEpHXU/s1600/DSC_3493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477929159591125970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDjB4u49I/AAAAAAAABJY/k1GlDLEpHXU/s400/DSC_3493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma was so tired, she feel asleep on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDidwtTYI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Zmw7qcQ0Ezc/s1600/DSC_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477929149893791106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWDidwtTYI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Zmw7qcQ0Ezc/s400/DSC_3495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-9078823526760384092?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9078823526760384092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=9078823526760384092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9078823526760384092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9078823526760384092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-minute-plans-are-sometimes-best.html' title='Last minute plans are sometimes the BEST!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAWVvKkqjFI/AAAAAAAABMw/3xTAtBODQXM/s72-c/DSC_3388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1339976920622658909</id><published>2010-06-01T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:44:30.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a season...</title><content type='html'>The Lady Bulldogs ended the season with another win.  The parents kept commenting on how much the girls improved this season!  They were amazing!  Coach Rik did a phenominal job.  He's trying to work it so these girls can all be on the same team together next year with Rik as their coach.  We can't wait until next year!  Kassy was so sad, she started getting teary-eyed walking off the field, then bawled in the car.  I had to sit next to her in the backseat and just hold her. She is so tender and just LOVES being with friends, it's hard for her to end things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Coach Rik, with her bobble-head trophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477904943154608082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVthcoWN9I/AAAAAAAABI4/Z5W9oOgbODk/s400/DSC_3335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lady Bulldogs!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477904950041397058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVth2SSR0I/AAAAAAAABJA/hIyfBbDzpmc/s400/DSC_3337.JPG" /&gt;You have to get at least one silly shot, right?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477904953687231794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVtiD3hTTI/AAAAAAAABJI/Sr9w4efaVW4/s400/DSC_3339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1339976920622658909?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1339976920622658909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1339976920622658909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1339976920622658909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1339976920622658909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-season.html' title='The end of a season...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVthcoWN9I/AAAAAAAABI4/Z5W9oOgbODk/s72-c/DSC_3335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-267208395458445090</id><published>2010-06-01T14:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:27:40.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's Field Trip to the Idaho Botanical Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't even know what the Botanical Gardens were until Hunter's class went on a fild trip when he was in 1st grade.  Now it was Kassy's turn, and the gardens were as beautiful as always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsIc9Am5I/AAAAAAAABIw/jcwzbq2_bmo/s1600/DSC_3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477903414232914834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsIc9Am5I/AAAAAAAABIw/jcwzbq2_bmo/s400/DSC_3363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this is suposed to be about Kassy's class, but I couldn't resist photographing at least 1 flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsHmkzKlI/AAAAAAAABIo/k7F-FBKAsR8/s1600/DSC_3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477903399635855954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsHmkzKlI/AAAAAAAABIo/k7F-FBKAsR8/s400/DSC_3344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma, Kassy, Tyson Schow, &amp;amp; Halle Schow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsHfuQriI/AAAAAAAABIg/oxpNjCrEYSU/s1600/DSC_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477903397796490786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsHfuQriI/AAAAAAAABIg/oxpNjCrEYSU/s400/DSC_3346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy &amp;amp; Emma searching the ground for things to look at under a magnifying glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsG9uRXaI/AAAAAAAABIY/7RTWOvUExKY/s1600/DSC_3347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477903388669730210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsG9uRXaI/AAAAAAAABIY/7RTWOvUExKY/s400/DSC_3347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy's things to take a closer look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsGbyzXfI/AAAAAAAABIQ/YzHqnTv0zgQ/s1600/DSC_3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477903379561930226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsGbyzXfI/AAAAAAAABIQ/YzHqnTv0zgQ/s400/DSC_3355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halle Schow, Kassy &amp;amp; Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVru_ogDTI/AAAAAAAABII/_wTmzs_rjZY/s1600/DSC_3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477902976865537330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVru_ogDTI/AAAAAAAABII/_wTmzs_rjZY/s400/DSC_3359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy taking a look at what she found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVruc-GXrI/AAAAAAAABIA/40iGCoSc61s/s1600/DSC_3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477902967560887986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVruc-GXrI/AAAAAAAABIA/40iGCoSc61s/s400/DSC_3358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guide told the kids how to properly look through their magnifying glasses, but they all held it up to their faces anyway.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrt7rBkSI/AAAAAAAABH4/YRhH97Irmpg/s1600/DSC_3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477902958622511394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrt7rBkSI/AAAAAAAABH4/YRhH97Irmpg/s400/DSC_3367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guide gave everyone a worm to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrtbb-lqI/AAAAAAAABHw/LMtY7-SU68U/s1600/DSC_3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477902949969467042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrtbb-lqI/AAAAAAAABHw/LMtY7-SU68U/s400/DSC_3377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; her worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrtFK-VLI/AAAAAAAABHo/OKSzmcLt03A/s1600/DSC_3379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477902943992566962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVrtFK-VLI/AAAAAAAABHo/OKSzmcLt03A/s400/DSC_3379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy's worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-267208395458445090?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/267208395458445090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=267208395458445090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/267208395458445090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/267208395458445090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/kassys-field-trip-to-idaho-botanical.html' title='Kassy&apos;s Field Trip to the Idaho Botanical Gardens'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/TAVsIc9Am5I/AAAAAAAABIw/jcwzbq2_bmo/s72-c/DSC_3363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3418205003159053834</id><published>2010-05-10T09:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:36:10.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The World is a Canvas</title><content type='html'>Kassy has turned our fence into her own personal art station, and I LOVE IT!!! When I'm in the kitchen I can see the whole thing out the window. It's been up for a few weeks now, and makes me smile daily. Everytime someone comes over who hasn't seen it, inevitably they walk into the kitchen, stop in mid-sentance and say "oh, I love your fence!"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk2SGsiqI/AAAAAAAABGs/J4M1LG4pT-o/s1600/DSC_3017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662262432926370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk2SGsiqI/AAAAAAAABGs/J4M1LG4pT-o/s400/DSC_3017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk1ztz6II/AAAAAAAABGk/5u0WKe6TrJM/s1600/DSC_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662254275487874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk1ztz6II/AAAAAAAABGk/5u0WKe6TrJM/s400/DSC_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk1G-2eJI/AAAAAAAABGc/eeVdurchXHk/s1600/DSC_3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662242267363474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk1G-2eJI/AAAAAAAABGc/eeVdurchXHk/s400/DSC_3019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk0bgxabI/AAAAAAAABGU/gk5bY1nFHLM/s1600/DSC_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662230598478258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk0bgxabI/AAAAAAAABGU/gk5bY1nFHLM/s400/DSC_3020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gkzxMMz_I/AAAAAAAABGM/2D8buqcxJCI/s1600/DSC_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662219237904370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gkzxMMz_I/AAAAAAAABGM/2D8buqcxJCI/s400/DSC_3021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-3418205003159053834?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3418205003159053834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3418205003159053834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3418205003159053834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3418205003159053834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/world-is-canvas.html' title='The World is a Canvas'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-gk2SGsiqI/AAAAAAAABGs/J4M1LG4pT-o/s72-c/DSC_3017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-7986313797246835533</id><published>2010-05-09T19:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:56:59.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Hike</title><content type='html'>It's Mothers Day! YEAH!!! (: Don &amp;amp; the kids took me to a Mother's Day Brunch at Marie Calendars which was absolutely divine! It was fun to see Hunter and Kassy discover the goodness of an omlette bar. There are few things I enjoy more than an omlette bar. (: Our tummies were full &amp;amp; the weather was just so beautiful that we decided to go for a hike up to Table Rock. We've never done it before, which is absolutely embarasing since we've lived here for 13 years. So up we went! It's just shy of 3 miles round trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don carrying Emma on his shoulders, &amp;amp; Hunter hiking up. Can you tell how steep it was?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvwrl4cYI/AAAAAAAABGE/4XW1GAPwBLM/s1600/DSC_3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469463154590773634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvwrl4cYI/AAAAAAAABGE/4XW1GAPwBLM/s400/DSC_3283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy about 2/3 of the way up, overlooking downtown Boise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvv23wVGI/AAAAAAAABF8/b5M6P6SMX28/s1600/DSC_3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469463140438660194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvv23wVGI/AAAAAAAABF8/b5M6P6SMX28/s400/DSC_3289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Hunter found a spot to rest in the shade. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvu1WSZQI/AAAAAAAABF0/v_0XZ5vw0oM/s1600/DSC_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469463122849981698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvu1WSZQI/AAAAAAAABF0/v_0XZ5vw0oM/s400/DSC_3290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter, me, Emma, &amp;amp; Kassy about 2/3 of the way up. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvuD31rfI/AAAAAAAABFs/ACxBkbYil0E/s1600/DSC_3294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469463109568933362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvuD31rfI/AAAAAAAABFs/ACxBkbYil0E/s400/DSC_3294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy climbing up to explore the caves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-do0zN2k_I/AAAAAAAABFc/BmothJ7BkY0/s1600/DSC_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469455528775554034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-do0zN2k_I/AAAAAAAABFc/BmothJ7BkY0/s400/DSC_3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy at the mouth of a cave. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dozzPU3xI/AAAAAAAABFU/vsjOkqd-NwU/s1600/DSC_3301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469455511601864466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dozzPU3xI/AAAAAAAABFU/vsjOkqd-NwU/s400/DSC_3301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don helping Kassy jump down.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dozNM62qI/AAAAAAAABFM/p1o5dJZd93E/s1600/DSC_3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469455501391223458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dozNM62qI/AAAAAAAABFM/p1o5dJZd93E/s400/DSC_3306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter watching Kassy &amp;amp; Emma squeeze through a narrow cave. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-doyjw5LOI/AAAAAAAABFE/BJkwvjN-uqs/s1600/DSC_3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469455490267819234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-doyjw5LOI/AAAAAAAABFE/BJkwvjN-uqs/s400/DSC_3308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter found a passageway up to the top of Table Rock through this cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn3V18KeI/AAAAAAAABE8/Q9nIL0y9Uho/s1600/DSC_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454472918608354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn3V18KeI/AAAAAAAABE8/Q9nIL0y9Uho/s400/DSC_3312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Emma, Don, me, Hunter, &amp;amp; Kassy (our family!) on top of Table Rock overlooking the Treasure Valley. Georgeous view!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn2m1N4yI/AAAAAAAABE0/Jycbg2x-_xM/s1600/DSC_3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454460299109154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn2m1N4yI/AAAAAAAABE0/Jycbg2x-_xM/s400/DSC_3313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don got a headstart walking down slowly with Emma. I stayed up top and let Hunter and Kassy explore more caves. I love my kids and it's great when we can find ways to let them just be kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kassy at the mouth of another cave.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn1xh7efI/AAAAAAAABEs/fCV36-VtsD4/s1600/DSC_3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454445991131634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn1xh7efI/AAAAAAAABEs/fCV36-VtsD4/s400/DSC_3316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy and Hunter at the base of the cross. Kassy said it looked so small from the bottom of the trail, she wanted to see how tall she was next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn1SnSnAI/AAAAAAAABEk/3bP6k_QEt-8/s1600/DSC_3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454437692120066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn1SnSnAI/AAAAAAAABEk/3bP6k_QEt-8/s400/DSC_3317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were SO MANY Wildflowers in bloom, I was in heaven!!! I don't know what these are called but their tiny purple blossoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn0th7RWI/AAAAAAAABEc/w0em76v8V9U/s1600/DSC_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454427737507170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dn0th7RWI/AAAAAAAABEc/w0em76v8V9U/s400/DSC_3319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can anyone tell me, does Juniper bloom? These dessert bushes, maybe some type of Juniper, were covered in tiny bright yellow blossoms. Absolutely georgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnXwLjjqI/AAAAAAAABEU/OwJdT0OT-SQ/s1600/DSC_3321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469453930232778402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnXwLjjqI/AAAAAAAABEU/OwJdT0OT-SQ/s400/DSC_3321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been in love with this flower ever since I moved to Idaho. I've been told it's a type of wild Daisy. They covered the hillside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnW4CsqlI/AAAAAAAABEM/vQvv8cP1wKs/s1600/DSC_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469453915163241042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnW4CsqlI/AAAAAAAABEM/vQvv8cP1wKs/s400/DSC_3325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Purple Lupine...I actually know the name of these!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnWLq8D8I/AAAAAAAABEE/UjUS0jmbA2o/s1600/DSC_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469453903252426690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnWLq8D8I/AAAAAAAABEE/UjUS0jmbA2o/s400/DSC_3326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hillsides were just covered in all the flowers. I kept stopping on the way down to take pictures, and Hunter would tease me. I told him "I love wild flowers, they make my soul smile." &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnVLXUlmI/AAAAAAAABD8/tc-fgUvUqdk/s1600/DSC_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469453885990278754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnVLXUlmI/AAAAAAAABD8/tc-fgUvUqdk/s400/DSC_3328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don &amp;amp; Emma beat us down by about 5 minutes, possibly because of all my stopping to photograph flowers. (-: Emma looked exhausted!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnUUIXd6I/AAAAAAAABD0/_0woP6Appw8/s1600/DSC_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469453871163602850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dnUUIXd6I/AAAAAAAABD0/_0woP6Appw8/s400/DSC_3330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-7986313797246835533?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7986313797246835533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=7986313797246835533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7986313797246835533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7986313797246835533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-hike.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Hike'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-dvwrl4cYI/AAAAAAAABGE/4XW1GAPwBLM/s72-c/DSC_3283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-9084833890280236894</id><published>2010-05-06T15:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:59:34.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lady Bulldogs</title><content type='html'>Kassy is playing softball! Her team has gotten quite good, winning their last game 20-1. She's enjoying herself and we're enjoying watching her. For more pictures see the team blog at &lt;a href="http://www.littleladybulldogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.littleladybulldogs.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kassy at bat&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468292719237838594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHQYIGtwI/AAAAAAAABDc/-EHJVoCdIP4/s400/DSC_3033.JPG" /&gt;Kassy running to first&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468292726549810962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHQzXajxI/AAAAAAAABDk/AuXuDyvqgZo/s400/DSC_3037.JPG" /&gt;Kassy scoring a run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468292745928124146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHR7jkJvI/AAAAAAAABDs/d1K4s0U6rT8/s400/DSC_3047.JPG" /&gt;Nana, Papa, &amp;amp; Gage in the chairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunter, Jaden Zweifel, &amp;amp; Emma on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday morning games are still pretty cold!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468292697043896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHPFcqCcI/AAAAAAAABDM/ECC431cjbD4/s400/DSC_3023.JPG" /&gt;Nana &amp;amp; Papa Roberts came over just to see Kassy play, she was so happy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468292712425583282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHP-v78rI/AAAAAAAABDU/3w0f5hYf0nE/s400/DSC_3027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-9084833890280236894?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9084833890280236894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=9084833890280236894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9084833890280236894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9084833890280236894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-lady-bulldogs.html' title='Little Lady Bulldogs'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S-NHQYIGtwI/AAAAAAAABDc/-EHJVoCdIP4/s72-c/DSC_3033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1364815797345441106</id><published>2010-04-30T16:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:20:13.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic on the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is a park up past Lucky Peak, about 40 minutes from our home, that we love to visit.  It's situated on a river, so there's a sandy beach for the kids, plus a playground set, and this year they added 6 covered picnic tables and grills.  It has turned out to be really nice!&lt;/span&gt;  It was the perfect place to go spend a Sunday afternoon with our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don was our chef, grilling BBQ chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466055878113823122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU3FlpCZI/AAAAAAAAA2g/CnUDbSQhyIs/s400/DSC_3013.JPG" /&gt;Asparagus is in season and we are LOVING it!  We tried it on the grill, not bad! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466056455901581778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tVYuA-kdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qJT5_BDs-wg/s400/DSC_3012.JPG" /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter experiemented grilling all sorts of things including Kiwi, Tomato's, and Cutie Oranges.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466056464035315026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tVZMUNfVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/z8V3IZlTxWQ/s400/DSC_3016.JPG" /&gt; Kassy playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU2iUudrI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/q_k01DS10xU/s1600/DSC_2999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466055868647634610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU2iUudrI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/q_k01DS10xU/s400/DSC_2999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma on the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU2OvBpCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/18Jod3jV3S8/s1600/DSC_3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466055863389234210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU2OvBpCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/18Jod3jV3S8/s400/DSC_3000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter hates smiling for the camera lately...can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU1gLv8SI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1Vax4rD-fX4/s1600/DSC_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466055850893242658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU1gLv8SI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1Vax4rD-fX4/s400/DSC_3004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter taking a little siesta in the warm sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU0ty36iI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8aQi0Q_f58k/s1600/DSC_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466055837367134754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU0ty36iI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8aQi0Q_f58k/s400/DSC_3007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1364815797345441106?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1364815797345441106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1364815797345441106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1364815797345441106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1364815797345441106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/picnic-on-river.html' title='Picnic on the River'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9tU3FlpCZI/AAAAAAAAA2g/CnUDbSQhyIs/s72-c/DSC_3013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-693317560222187008</id><published>2010-04-26T15:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:44:47.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Run</title><content type='html'>Each year the Meridian School District sponsors a 'Fun Run', 1 mile run around Meridian High School. We love stuff like this because it gives us an excuse to be active...as if we need an excuse! :-) Our friends (Josh &amp;amp; Amber Swenson) little boy, Tanner, wanted to come so of course we took him with us. There were roughly 1600 participants this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanner Swenson, Kassy, Don, Hunter, &amp;amp; Emma before the race. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTzYkmDpI/AAAAAAAAA14/O4dGyHhUOPY/s1600/DSC_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464576971350871698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTzYkmDpI/AAAAAAAAA14/O4dGyHhUOPY/s400/DSC_2979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner's jiggy dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTy23KtWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mk4oZo5ClqU/s1600/DSC_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464576962301965666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTy23KtWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mk4oZo5ClqU/s400/DSC_2980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter &amp;amp; Tanner running, you can see Kassy over Hunter's shoulder. We caught up with my friend Lori Frasure (over Hunter's shoulder in the white) and her daughter Emily. Kassy and Emily adore each other so of course we ran the rest of the race with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTyRjCdqI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Qdtybitf15E/s1600/DSC_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464576952285427362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTyRjCdqI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Qdtybitf15E/s400/DSC_2981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy running, she did awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNJLUhJWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ni6M817Sy44/s1600/DSC_2986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464569649169507682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNJLUhJWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ni6M817Sy44/s400/DSC_2986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter, Tanner, Kassy &amp;amp; Emily about 3/4 of a mile into the race....almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNImjDKYI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/oYvSf_r37ao/s1600/DSC_2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464569639298345346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNImjDKYI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/oYvSf_r37ao/s400/DSC_2990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our strategy for the race was that I would run ahead with the older kids while Don brought up the rear with Emma and whoever fell behind. About 1,000 yards before the finish line Don &amp;amp; Emma came flying by us, Emma laughing her head off!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNIRXsBkI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/oR81iUrrl08/s1600/DSC_2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464569633613547074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNIRXsBkI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/oR81iUrrl08/s400/DSC_2991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every child who runs the mile gets a 'real medal'. Seriously, I'm quite impressed at the quality of this thing. Kassy was so excited. She said "this might be my only chance to win a real medal." I'm glad they all got one, we had a great time with the kids. &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;When we brought Tanner home, Amber saw his medal and said "Oh, you mean it was a real race. I thought you were just going running for fun." :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanner, Kassy, Hunter, &amp;amp; Emma with their medals. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNHMCeBTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lPbUzxc8T9Y/s1600/DSC_2996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464569615002502450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YNHMCeBTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lPbUzxc8T9Y/s400/DSC_2996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-693317560222187008?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/693317560222187008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=693317560222187008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/693317560222187008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/693317560222187008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/each-year-meridian-school-district.html' title='Fun Run'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YTzYkmDpI/AAAAAAAAA14/O4dGyHhUOPY/s72-c/DSC_2979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-6701639563979315367</id><published>2010-04-26T15:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:56:50.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I need my animals!"</title><content type='html'>Poor little Emma, she's stuck at home all day without anyone interesting to play with.  Yes, I'm home with her.  No, I'm not intersting.  Her stuffed animals are her best friends.  She can't go to bed at night without lining them all up at the foot of her bed.  She often wants to take them on outings to the park, store, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day she was watching cartoons in my room.  We came upstairs to find she had brought all her animals in with her and tucked them each into their own beds.  It was just too cute not to document.  (There are several around the corner that I couldn't get in the picture.)   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YLVMAW6KI/AAAAAAAAA04/uPWt2nZmIsQ/s1600/DSC_2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 426px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464567656488560802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YLVMAW6KI/AAAAAAAAA04/uPWt2nZmIsQ/s400/DSC_2974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-6701639563979315367?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6701639563979315367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=6701639563979315367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6701639563979315367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6701639563979315367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-my-animals.html' title='&quot;I need my animals!&quot;'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9YLVMAW6KI/AAAAAAAAA04/uPWt2nZmIsQ/s72-c/DSC_2974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8486792049455398123</id><published>2010-04-25T20:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:39:41.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to ride...</title><content type='html'>We've enjoyed some awesome spring weather lately, so we've taken advantage of it with as many outdoor activities as we can think of.  Last week we borrowed a little motorbike (Yamaha TTR 90) for Hunter and spent the afternoon out in the desert south of Gowen Field.  There are tons of trails out there, it was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter has been riding motorbikes with Don since he was 2.  They've riden up to 70 miles in a day, but Hunter has never driven his own bike...until today.  When we picked up the bike, he saw it for the first time, he was so excited!  All day he kept saying "I want a bike just like this for my birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don teaching Hunter how to start the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4mwzPmiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/1BR1euVpbOg/s1600/DSC_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464265592725805602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4mwzPmiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/1BR1euVpbOg/s400/DSC_2839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don giving Hunter some pointers about driving through sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4mDqE7QI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kf0zDNwXwrw/s1600/DSC_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464265580607761666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4mDqE7QI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kf0zDNwXwrw/s400/DSC_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter was a natural on the bike!  He took to it right away, and loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4lkxM80I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kivya8L1jqQ/s1600/DSC_2846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464265572316148546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4lkxM80I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kivya8L1jqQ/s400/DSC_2846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy has never been a fan of riding motorbikes, but she posed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4lcZHFkI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/hBkgMNogv3c/s1600/DSC_2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464265570067617346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4lcZHFkI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/hBkgMNogv3c/s400/DSC_2851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy stole my sunglasses, the little stinker.  But, she looks so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T30e9XkrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/mfL5G2bERjA/s1600/DSC_2863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264728942973618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T30e9XkrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/mfL5G2bERjA/s400/DSC_2863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma LOVED riding with Don!  She has no reservations about loud, fast machines! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3z759ouI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sL5vmxZPr1k/s1600/DSC_2868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264719533449954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3z759ouI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sL5vmxZPr1k/s400/DSC_2868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy helped Emma 'walk the plank'...passing time while the guys rode around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3yh1C1WI/AAAAAAAAAz4/PzXv0E0KWMk/s1600/DSC_2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264695353628002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3yh1C1WI/AAAAAAAAAz4/PzXv0E0KWMk/s400/DSC_2869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter crashed in the sand and got a 'battle scar'.  Don told him "chicks dig scars". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3yKcMQOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hBWMQFXSoK4/s1600/DSC_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264689075372258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3yKcMQOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hBWMQFXSoK4/s400/DSC_2875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter riping it up!  Look at that scenery, what a beautiful day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3xQ1sWXI/AAAAAAAAAzo/gbfITvfhPC8/s1600/DSC_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264673613076850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T3xQ1sWXI/AAAAAAAAAzo/gbfITvfhPC8/s400/DSC_2879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma riding with Don.  Everytime they rode by I could hear her screaming "Wahooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1Mq4or-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/itSQqdpbYoU/s1600/DSC_2888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261845926326242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1Mq4or-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/itSQqdpbYoU/s400/DSC_2888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don caught this lizard, not sure what type it is.  The kids (except Emma) loved it!  Kassy followed it around for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1L0AoLqI/AAAAAAAAAzY/EMy9A0CuPNk/s1600/DSC_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261831195897506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1L0AoLqI/AAAAAAAAAzY/EMy9A0CuPNk/s400/DSC_2892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lucky enough to be there when a procession of tanks went by on their way back to Gowen Field.  Hunter loves military vehicles so it was pretty cool to be that close to the tanks in action.  The soldiers waved to us.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1LqzN45I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cyoXjKiMxTQ/s1600/DSC_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261828723729298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1LqzN45I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cyoXjKiMxTQ/s400/DSC_2898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mentioned on an earlier post that I've started taking self-portraits just to prove that I was actually there!  I'm always behind the camera, rarely in front of it.  Not too bad, you can't even tell I'm holding the camera.  :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1LekywOI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TqLChjoWD0A/s1600/DSC_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261825442005218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1LekywOI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TqLChjoWD0A/s400/DSC_2902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter LOVED spending the afternoon on a dirtbike!  He rode around for 2 or 3 hours, then struggled to stay awake on the car ride home.  Anytime we can get out kids outside and exhaust them through healthy activity is an enormously successful day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1KoPPoNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zE6w8mpIHf8/s1600/DSC_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261810856108242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T1KoPPoNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zE6w8mpIHf8/s400/DSC_2903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8486792049455398123?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8486792049455398123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8486792049455398123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8486792049455398123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8486792049455398123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/learning-to-ride.html' title='Learning to ride...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9T4mwzPmiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/1BR1euVpbOg/s72-c/DSC_2839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8672809009472774802</id><published>2010-04-25T18:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:26:19.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hagerman Fossil Beds</title><content type='html'>You know how people seem to always travel far away from home for vacation and places of interest, yet never spend the time to see things of interest within a few hours of their home? Well, we decided...enough of that! We're taking the time to see things here in Idaho. We started with the Hagerman Fossil Beds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Washington DC, in November, at the Museum of Natural History we came across an exhibit of the 'Hagerman Horse' fossil. Of course we took a picture, we were so excited, Hagerman is just over an hour from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy in front of a 'Hagerman Horse' fossil. It turns out, we learned, that the Hagerman Horse is actually a closer relation to the Zebra than a Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TatLGcWVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/o0MlaJKGHvU/s1600/DSC_2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232717516036434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TatLGcWVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/o0MlaJKGHvU/s400/DSC_2785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Emma in front of a jaw fossil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TassYYqnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/TYayj_6WzzA/s1600/DSC_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232709269793394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TassYYqnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/TYayj_6WzzA/s400/DSC_2788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy next to some Mastadon Fossils found in the Hagerman Fossil Beds. Look how BIG those things are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TasLnpZcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Vai4sFuZrAc/s1600/DSC_2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232700475434434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TasLnpZcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Vai4sFuZrAc/s400/DSC_2789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mastadon Fossil.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9Tarp_oiII/AAAAAAAAAyg/5gNuh_lf0Fg/s1600/DSC_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232691449235586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9Tarp_oiII/AAAAAAAAAyg/5gNuh_lf0Fg/s400/DSC_2790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma was excited to excavate some bones in the kids area sand box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TarIIAVSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-4oU1Qkb2CI/s1600/DSC_2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232682357544226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TarIIAVSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-4oU1Qkb2CI/s400/DSC_2793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Driving around the Fossil Bed Sites you can also see remnants of the Oregon Trail. If you look closely you can pick out the ruts in the ground Don, Kassy, &amp;amp; Hunter are standing next to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZpbmsXXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zjJeblV-lFo/s1600/DSC_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231553715166578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZpbmsXXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zjJeblV-lFo/s400/DSC_2802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Kassy looking for fossils in another hands-on kids exhibit at the top of a ridge at the end of our nature hike.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZotPp_eI/AAAAAAAAAyI/F05x0Jjio7U/s1600/DSC_2804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231541270511074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZotPp_eI/AAAAAAAAAyI/F05x0Jjio7U/s400/DSC_2804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self portrait of myself! Ha-ha. Ok, don't laugh...but I am NEVER in pictures because I'm always taking the pictures!! So, I decided to take matters into my own hands, literally. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZoW2lF3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Dp3eVSPeMV4/s1600/DSC_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231535259752306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZoW2lF3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Dp3eVSPeMV4/s400/DSC_2799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma getting a ride on daddy's shoulders :-)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZnBHHG9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/6o4sekzsO4M/s1600/DSC_2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231512243641298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TZnBHHG9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/6o4sekzsO4M/s400/DSC_2794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8672809009472774802?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8672809009472774802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8672809009472774802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8672809009472774802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8672809009472774802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/hagerman-fossil-beds.html' title='Hagerman Fossil Beds'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TatLGcWVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/o0MlaJKGHvU/s72-c/DSC_2785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2891729326798155677</id><published>2010-04-25T17:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:57:18.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hour Pinewood Derby Car</title><content type='html'>Hunter kept saying he didn't really care about doing a pinewood derby car this year, so Don didn't push it.  Sunday night at 7:00 he decided it would be fun to have something to enter into the race.  Weigh in was 24 hours later!!  So, we rallied and got it done.  Here is the 'tank' complete with turret.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU8DAIQjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MHL-zugmhFw/s1600/DSC_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464226375970341426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU8DAIQjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MHL-zugmhFw/s400/DSC_2807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter's car won a few races, and lost a few races.  All in all it placed in the middle of the pack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU7i_5gaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JdaSpv9Oucs/s1600/DSC_2811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464226367379440034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU7i_5gaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JdaSpv9Oucs/s400/DSC_2811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fun to compete, as it always is.  Life is not a spectator sport.  Hunter learned the value of participating and planing ahead.  :-)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU62FWOlI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LJJ0mvMvZP8/s1600/DSC_2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464226355322698322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU62FWOlI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LJJ0mvMvZP8/s400/DSC_2818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2891729326798155677?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2891729326798155677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2891729326798155677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2891729326798155677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2891729326798155677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/24-hour-pinewood-derby-car.html' title='24 hour Pinewood Derby Car'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TU8DAIQjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MHL-zugmhFw/s72-c/DSC_2807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2866752939048562307</id><published>2010-04-25T17:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:33:57.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>It's true, our little brown hair, green eye'd girl turned 7.  Can you believe it?  How time does fly....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464219749450973122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TO6VSy_8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/qMRR3oHhxpA/s400/DSC_2827.JPG" /&gt;I always tell the kids I'll make any cake they want. Kassy drew a picture of this cake for me and we got it just right.  THREE LAYERS to boot!  YUM! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TO6_ByCmI/AAAAAAAAAxI/M496ps2RCWo/s1600/DSC_2830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464219760653896290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TO6_ByCmI/AAAAAAAAAxI/M496ps2RCWo/s400/DSC_2830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day together as a family.  After the kids got off the school bus we wisked them away to the bowling alley where Don &amp;amp; Emma beat all of us.  Then dinner at IHOP, and home for cake.  What a great birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2866752939048562307?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2866752939048562307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2866752939048562307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2866752939048562307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2866752939048562307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/kassys-7th-birthday.html' title='Kassy&apos;s 7th Birthday'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9TO6VSy_8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/qMRR3oHhxpA/s72-c/DSC_2827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8427747295072782238</id><published>2010-04-25T08:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:11:08.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Emma &amp;amp; Kassy dying Easter Eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089398210721666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYW5FT94I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_cqMIekyslc/s400/DSC_2746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089378785084082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYVwt4QrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/87B1uXzWufU/s400/DSC_2749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089390412508882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYWcCErtI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Aqeh9xVSseU/s400/DSC_2747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week after Easter we went to GG's (Great Grandma Roberts') for the annual Easter Egg Hunt.  Gram &amp;amp; Grandpa hide 300 eggs over 5 acres.  They are amazing people for doing it for so many years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter's Eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090121853122050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RZBA3GtgI/AAAAAAAAAwo/xYPQZjyCSbA/s400/DSC_2780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter not cooperating with me, not wanting to pose...but I got 'em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090113962230594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RZAjdxQ0I/AAAAAAAAAwg/Qb8aQFixcWQ/s400/DSC_2782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kassy had to hunt with the big kids and adults this year, but she did great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090105515973458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RZAEABm1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/nClFBANS2aU/s400/DSC_2779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nana (Don's Mom) found almost 20 eggs and gave them all to Emma.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089413315571074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYXxWlrYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/DbBxlLO1sOg/s400/DSC_2772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma finding eggs in the backyard.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089405780033538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYXVR-gAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ARUjlrlD7V0/s400/DSC_2770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma &amp;amp; Kassy with their spoils&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090132769576018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RZBphylFI/AAAAAAAAAww/fspmxZAHERQ/s400/DSC_2784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8427747295072782238?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8427747295072782238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8427747295072782238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8427747295072782238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8427747295072782238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S9RYW5FT94I/AAAAAAAAAwA/_cqMIekyslc/s72-c/DSC_2746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2041624145686023414</id><published>2010-01-26T13:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:49:39.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We make our own fun</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows us knows that Don &amp;amp; I are kindof 'restless' souls. We don't like to sit around. When there's nothing to do...we make our own fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snow in Boise had melted, so we went looking for a sledding hill. We're not much for 'sledding hills' with a hundred people around. We like to find our own hills, so we drove up Robie Creek and found exactly what we were looking for!  A good steep hill, warm sun that forced us to strip off our coats, and of course the building of a Frosty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We brought a shovel and built a jump.  Here is Hunter coming off the jump...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151488986250882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19TgPZb_oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vJr8H-O6yT4/s400/Hunter+jumping+GOOD.jpg" /&gt;Kassy coming off the jump...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151500849837426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Tg7l79XI/AAAAAAAAAvg/QTeLBdlh24U/s400/Kassy+jumping.jpg" /&gt;Don coming off the jump, but I caught it a second late.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151438659894386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19TdT6svHI/AAAAAAAAAvI/OC15_a1qetw/s400/Don+jump.jpg" /&gt;We had to build a 'Frosty'!  No day in the snow is complete without Frosty.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151479387193026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Tfro1_sI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Kl6LgYprlok/s400/Frosty+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151508512698546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19ThYI58LI/AAAAAAAAAvo/J1kyXduZcLk/s400/Frosty.jpg" /&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/734990999716390219-2041624145686023414?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2041624145686023414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2041624145686023414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2041624145686023414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2041624145686023414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-make-our-own-fun.html' title='We make our own fun'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19TgPZb_oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vJr8H-O6yT4/s72-c/Hunter+jumping+GOOD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8947268341800329057</id><published>2010-01-26T12:11:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:34:24.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hookiebobing</title><content type='html'>Hookiebobing: tying a sled to the back of the truck and pulling children through snow-covered streets. :-) FUN FOR ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, once word gets out that you're pulling kids around in the snow...magically more kids appear.  The more the merrier, we always say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson Schow, Tanner Swenson, Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431145100340247170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NsX1iOoI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I0NsUjFNImo/s400/kids+having+fun.JPG" /&gt;Tyson Schow, Tanner Swenson, Halle Schow, &amp;amp; Kassy raising her hand in VICTORY!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Nr-6ph5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/JJtvGMWmI7I/s1600-h/kassy+arm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431145093650810770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Nr-6ph5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/JJtvGMWmI7I/s400/kassy+arm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter getting brave (no hands!), Tyson Schow, Halle Schow, &amp;amp; Kassy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NrfA_u_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/lkS3qe54c7Q/s1600-h/hunter+arms.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431145085087497202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NrfA_u_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/lkS3qe54c7Q/s400/hunter+arms.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now the Dad's join in....Bart Schow riding with his son Tyson, &amp;amp; Kassy on the other sled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Nqz3mMjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YFA3tWdf66c/s1600-h/bart+tyson+kassy+tipping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431145073505350194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19Nqz3mMjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YFA3tWdf66c/s400/bart+tyson+kassy+tipping.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy...they could do this all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NqegHKmI/AAAAAAAAAug/VhcWYdqxXag/s1600-h/Hunter+and+kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431145067769703010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NqegHKmI/AAAAAAAAAug/VhcWYdqxXag/s400/Hunter+and+kassy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-8947268341800329057?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8947268341800329057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8947268341800329057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8947268341800329057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8947268341800329057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2010/01/hookiebobing.html' title='Hookiebobing'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/S19NsX1iOoI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I0NsUjFNImo/s72-c/kids+having+fun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-726205631823755930</id><published>2009-08-17T18:06:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:29:45.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Week 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every summer the Roberts extended family spends a week together at the cabin, at Smiley Creek, in the Sawtooth Mountains of Idaho. We always look forward to our time there...time with siblings...time with cousins...time in the wilderness...life doesn't get much better than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to start this post with some pictures of the wildlife and scenery. We saw these deer on the road to 4th of July Lake, on our way to Heart Lake. There they stood, just off the road, still in the velvet, such a majestic sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371090242163409858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyHjS3g8I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5KAiQQ1nbnc/s400/Deer+in+Velvet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This woodpecker was just outside the cabin. Hunter came running in "Mom, get your camera and take a picture of this Woodpecker!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyIG8CDdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ngLKOtuX7a0/s1600-h/Wood+Pecker+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371090251731307986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyIG8CDdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ngLKOtuX7a0/s400/Wood+Pecker+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few years ago, the forest along 4th of July road was burned. I truly believe fires are a natural part of nature's cycle, and beauty can be found anywhere a person is willing to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyGg66MpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ytR7u5K-Qb0/s1600-h/burned+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371090224346182290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyGg66MpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ytR7u5K-Qb0/s400/burned+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view of the mountains, through the burned forest, as you drive out of 4th of July road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyF-HONjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VzipkSzSyuM/s1600-h/burned+forest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371090215002584626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyF-HONjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VzipkSzSyuM/s400/burned+forest.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These stinking mountain bluebirds!! They were flying all around us as we drove in, but I had the hardest time getting a picture of one. It's like they were taunting me. This is the best of the shots we got...this one's for you JANET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyFJwTklI/AAAAAAAAAp0/jLw2aanjMYY/s1600-h/blue+Bird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371090200947823186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyFJwTklI/AAAAAAAAAp0/jLw2aanjMYY/s400/blue+Bird.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don, myself, &amp;amp; our kids hiked into Heart lake on Saturday afternoon. We had been stuck in the cabin, by rain, for the 2 days previous. The skies were still coudy, but we took our chances with the rain and set out! The hike in had no rain, but it started to drizzle once we got there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Don fishing at Heart Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc3B1UxrI/AAAAAAAAAsE/woGuPsIpdk0/s1600-h/Hunter,+Dixie,+%26+don+fishing+at+heart+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371137237303215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc3B1UxrI/AAAAAAAAAsE/woGuPsIpdk0/s400/Hunter,+Dixie,+%26+don+fishing+at+heart+lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dixie watching Hunter fish at Heart Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc2rd8xkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8GJTuW21W2Q/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+dixie+fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371137231299593794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc2rd8xkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8GJTuW21W2Q/s400/Hunter+%26+dixie+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter fishing in the rain, can you see the drops on the water? &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc2IroUcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mzU0Ni7T3ck/s1600-h/Hunter+fishing+in+the+rain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371137221961732546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc2IroUcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mzU0Ni7T3ck/s400/Hunter+fishing+in+the+rain.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter, Emma, &amp;amp; Don fishing at Heart Lake. Dixie isn't the best dog to have around when you're fishing. :-) Or, could the problem be that Emma had just spent 30 minutes throwing rocks into the water for Dixie to 'fetch'? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc1nQqAeI/AAAAAAAAArs/u3ZGA3h11Bk/s1600-h/group+fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371137212990226914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc1nQqAeI/AAAAAAAAArs/u3ZGA3h11Bk/s400/group+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma, Kassy, &amp;amp; Hunter eating a snack at Heart Lake.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNbE5NXOI/AAAAAAAAArU/izvTeNNZht0/s1600-h/Emma+,+Kassy,+%26+Hunter+heart+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120264414059746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNbE5NXOI/AAAAAAAAArU/izvTeNNZht0/s400/Emma+,+Kassy,+%26+Hunter+heart+lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This meadow is one of my favorite spots! It's always full of wildflowers. Kassy, Hunter, Emma, Don, &amp;amp; Dixie taking a hike break on the way in to Heart Lake.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNasKZU-I/AAAAAAAAArM/Rw5yiJJvFGk/s1600-h/Family+in+meadow+to+heart+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120257775260642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNasKZU-I/AAAAAAAAArM/Rw5yiJJvFGk/s400/Family+in+meadow+to+heart+lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Daddy fishing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371117733711468530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLHxSsV_I/AAAAAAAAAq0/Phc_Q3RA3-A/s400/Emma+%26+Don+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The boys always take one full day for a long motorbike ride and hike into some remote lake no one has ever heard of. This is Don, Hunter, Rick &amp;amp; Gage...Castle Peak in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorehsJ0iHI/AAAAAAAAAts/1CxgkLwfoTA/s1600-h/5529_1142660299572_1619404911_366271_711833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371350175962138738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorehsJ0iHI/AAAAAAAAAts/1CxgkLwfoTA/s400/5529_1142660299572_1619404911_366271_711833_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They hiked into Quiet Lake &amp;amp; spent some time fishing. Don caught the only fish of the day, but it was a BIG one! It's a Cut Throat Trout, the native trout of Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorehPzgamI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hK8XmFfa25w/s1600-h/5529_1142660339573_1619404911_366272_3603318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371350168352352866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorehPzgamI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hK8XmFfa25w/s400/5529_1142660339573_1619404911_366272_3603318_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent one day in Custer, Idaho. It's a ghost town, originally a mining town from the late 1800's. We have been to Custer many times, but the kids always enjoy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Sophie Arnold, Kassy, &amp;amp; Savannah Arnold in front of the graves of 3 young girls who were killed when an avalanche poured through their home, sweeping the house across the river. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNaEnV2EI/AAAAAAAAArE/9f5WF9_B71U/s1600-h/girls+by+grave.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120247159248962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNaEnV2EI/AAAAAAAAArE/9f5WF9_B71U/s400/girls+by+grave.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We panned for gold and Hunter found some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371137247938498898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sooc3pc-UVI/AAAAAAAAAsM/_aGQ3B3y4xc/s400/hunters+gold.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ryan Arnold holding Molly Arnold, Don holding Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNcbLzU7I/AAAAAAAAArk/ATREDa-YaHU/s1600-h/girls+on+dads%27+shoulders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120287577494450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNcbLzU7I/AAAAAAAAArk/ATREDa-YaHU/s400/girls+on+dads%27+shoulders.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Molly, the BEST of friends! I couldn't believe how well these girls got along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLIjUn4CI/AAAAAAAAAq8/agFoT4GRkRU/s1600-h/Emma+%26+Molly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371117747141337122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLIjUn4CI/AAAAAAAAAq8/agFoT4GRkRU/s400/Emma+%26+Molly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don catching a nap while Emma watches her Zune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLHaOak6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/vziT3DOXdAE/s1600-h/don+asleep+emma+zune.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371117727519511458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLHaOak6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/vziT3DOXdAE/s400/don+asleep+emma+zune.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma's first motorbike ride!! She LOVED it! Emma is going to be an adventurous girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLGnH7RHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/B4RHU-trIjs/s1600-h/don+%26+emma+motorobiking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371117713802085490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLGnH7RHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/B4RHU-trIjs/s400/don+%26+emma+motorobiking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kassy going riding with Don. She liked the motorbike more this year than ever, she even asked Don a few times to go for a ride.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLGAcsZlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PaOcAiCaPW0/s1600-h/cheerleaders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142473984314274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Soohn1_ZC6I/AAAAAAAAAss/w6quioYIpDM/s400/kassy+and+don+motorbiking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother-in-law Nancy is such a good planner! She had the kids do little skits for us each night. This is Kassy &amp;amp; Savannah Arnold doing cheers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371117703420208722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooLGAcsZlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PaOcAiCaPW0/s400/cheerleaders.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Savannah dancing to 'Girls Just Want To Have Fun'. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoohoZFFPcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/oKsk3-rVoOs/s1600-h/kassy+and+savannah+dancing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142483403423170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoohoZFFPcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/oKsk3-rVoOs/s400/kassy+and+savannah+dancing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma decided the dancing looked like fun and had to join in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120276773876594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SooNby8BM3I/AAAAAAAAArc/0prr05iqCE0/s400/girls+dancing+%27girls+just+wanna+have+fun%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kassy &amp;amp; Savannah singing 'I shot the Sheriff'.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142466076941426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoohnYiIHHI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ch5WrQesdQA/s400/Kassy+%26+Savannah+%27Ishot+the+sherif%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hunter played the Sheriff, Triton shot him! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorXa5zyU5I/AAAAAAAAAs8/pZwYic78taE/s1600-h/Triton+shot+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371342362787337106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorXa5zyU5I/AAAAAAAAAs8/pZwYic78taE/s400/Triton+shot+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cast of 'I shot the Sheriff': Triton Roberts, Kassy Roberts, Savannah Arnold, &amp;amp; Hunter Roberts.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142444206269394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoohmHDwI9I/AAAAAAAAAsU/7lqxLnz2wHQ/s400/%27I+shot+the+Sheriff%27+cast.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nancy &amp;amp; the kids did a Readers Theatre. This is Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter playing their parts. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Soohmp8l7JI/AAAAAAAAAsc/KTvV5xPFbiU/s1600-h/Kassy+%26+hunter+readers+theatre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142453571480722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Soohmp8l7JI/AAAAAAAAAsc/KTvV5xPFbiU/s400/Kassy+%26+hunter+readers+theatre.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cast of the Readers Theatre: Rick &amp;amp; Nancy Roberts, Sophie Arnold, Savannah Arnold, Kassy Roberts, Hunter Roberts, &amp;amp; Triton Roberts. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoohmHDwI9I/AAAAAAAAAsU/7lqxLnz2wHQ/s1600-h/%27I+shot+the+Sheriff%27+cast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371342381636208994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SorXcABtSWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/7HdorBx3iiE/s400/readers+theatre+cast.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We appreciate all that Rick &amp;amp; Nancy do to make cabin week so much fun! We also appreciate them sharing their wonderful cabin with us through the years. We absolutely love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-726205631823755930?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/726205631823755930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=726205631823755930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/726205631823755930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/726205631823755930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabin-week-2009.html' title='Cabin Week 2009'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SonyHjS3g8I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5KAiQQ1nbnc/s72-c/Deer+in+Velvet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-5857266591404975954</id><published>2009-08-11T14:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:33:18.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming with Grandma &amp; Papa</title><content type='html'>We have a pool in our neighborhood, and the weather hit the upper 90's....so the decision is easy! It's always fun going to the pool with Grandma &amp;amp; Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa doing a cannonball....  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368803563931701794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHSZXEAEiI/AAAAAAAAAps/QSElDxWnJtM/s400/Papa%27s+Cannonball.JPG" border="0" /&gt;to splash Grandma!  Husband's never stop getting a kick out of teasing their wives. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802736157741250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRpLXT0MI/AAAAAAAAApU/NCv52F-Gn3g/s400/Papa+splashing+Grandma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Papa pushing Kassy in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802743127012018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRplU6crI/AAAAAAAAApc/ofB6w8A_Bk0/s400/papa+throwing+kassy+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRqC97NhI/AAAAAAAAApk/km0afhRGOBk/s1600-h/Papa+throwing+kassy+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802751083656722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRqC97NhI/AAAAAAAAApk/km0afhRGOBk/s400/Papa+throwing+kassy+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Emma swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRoVQ_gbI/AAAAAAAAApE/UumplpQtuBk/s1600-h/Emma+and+Grandma+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802721635729842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRoVQ_gbI/AAAAAAAAApE/UumplpQtuBk/s400/Emma+and+Grandma+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don throwing Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRFcSCFsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/UmKi_fvxFhQ/s1600-h/Don+throwing+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802122223720130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRFcSCFsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/UmKi_fvxFhQ/s400/Don+throwing+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don &amp;amp; Emma swimming; Kassy, Papa &amp;amp; Grandma swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHREuBm0lI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Abi2A5fGTGA/s1600-h/Don+%26+Emma,+Kassy,+papa+%26+Grandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802109806793298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHREuBm0lI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Abi2A5fGTGA/s400/Don+%26+Emma,+Kassy,+papa+%26+Grandma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don &amp;amp; Emma swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHREeEv5XI/AAAAAAAAAos/HesAQVsJs9I/s1600-h/Don+%26+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802105525003634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHREeEv5XI/AAAAAAAAAos/HesAQVsJs9I/s400/Don+%26+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma playing with her pool toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRD3wVCeI/AAAAAAAAAok/EDSoSYY6nvA/s1600-h/Emma+pouring+water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802095238810082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRD3wVCeI/AAAAAAAAAok/EDSoSYY6nvA/s400/Emma+pouring+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet bundle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRDq_la5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/mQ14iVnAkos/s1600-h/Bundled+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368802091813137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHRDq_la5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/mQ14iVnAkos/s400/Bundled+Emma.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-5857266591404975954?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5857266591404975954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=5857266591404975954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5857266591404975954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5857266591404975954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/swimming-with-grandma-papa.html' title='Swimming with Grandma &amp; Papa'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHSZXEAEiI/AAAAAAAAAps/QSElDxWnJtM/s72-c/Papa%27s+Cannonball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-4584897055499784410</id><published>2009-08-11T12:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:57:00.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day @ the cabin with the Parke's</title><content type='html'>We needed a little 'getaway' for Memorial Day, so we headed to the cabin with the Parke's. It had been a few months since we'd seen them, so it was a GREAT weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunter, Kassy, Grace Parke, McCade Parke, Bella Parke, &amp;amp; Emma playing on/in the dollhouse downstairs at the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368776379413130210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5rA1ta-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/X24gBgBOXNg/s400/6+kids+in+a+dollhouse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lake Alturas is only 10 minutes from the cabin. It's an absolutely beautiful mountain lake! The weather was too cold to swim, and the lake was high, but we had a good time playing there for a few hours. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368776397944332882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5sF35IlI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2_KR0-C1Ogo/s400/Alturas+Lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kassy...isnt' she just beautiful?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGh7NXL6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/mTN0Qjl96oM/s1600-h/Kassy+profile+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790516934061986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGh7NXL6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/mTN0Qjl96oM/s400/Kassy+profile+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGgwpHv3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Zzgz_avIVc8/s1600-h/Tracy+%26+Emma+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790496917831538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGgwpHv3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Zzgz_avIVc8/s400/Tracy+%26+Emma+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella &amp;amp; Tana Parke.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780051886241522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9Ax3h9vI/AAAAAAAAAmk/A_baz5h6kY4/s400/Bella+and+Tana+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sweet little Emma&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368788007900149954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEP4VD-MI/AAAAAAAAAnc/CutdsD9evmQ/s400/emma+looking+side.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hunter...speak softly &amp;amp; carry a BIG STICK!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368787991762241506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEO8NfB-I/AAAAAAAAAnM/ohWrUMw5WlY/s400/Hunter+speaks+softly+and+carries+a+big+stick.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bella Parke...or...John Lennon?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368787999988281330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEPa2ub_I/AAAAAAAAAnU/0zpFCTiSEpc/s400/John+lennon+anyone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy discovered the water is REALLY cold! Hunter, Dixie, Kassy, &amp;amp; Grace Parke&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368788011921940386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEQHT7n6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/YH6WxXUnCjo/s400/Kassy+cold+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Alturas we headed over to the Sawtooth Fish Hatchery's kids pond &amp;amp; let the kids go fishing.&lt;br /&gt;Kassy's expression as she reels in a fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGga4b7oI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8UDGCVwigJM/s1600-h/Kassy%27s+smile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790491076488834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGga4b7oI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8UDGCVwigJM/s400/Kassy%27s+smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don helping Kassy with her fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEQpBoS3I/AAAAAAAAAns/KKAfPuAqnLM/s1600-h/Kassy+fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368788020971981682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHEQpBoS3I/AAAAAAAAAns/KKAfPuAqnLM/s400/Kassy+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kassy &amp;amp; Grace Parke carrying home dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790520968117330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoHGiKPJ_FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0p5XZ063bGs/s400/Kassy+%26+Grace+carrying+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hunter reeling in a BIG one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9CgOYS-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/xe8kS8CqxvM/s1600-h/Hunter+fighting+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780081509977058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9CgOYS-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/xe8kS8CqxvM/s400/Hunter+fighting+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter teasing me! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9Cdf8wqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9nyD_cYcTZc/s1600-h/Hunter+crazy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780080778363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9Cdf8wqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9nyD_cYcTZc/s400/Hunter+crazy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Emma...so full of life and so dang cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9BnhRAEI/AAAAAAAAAms/BixfQWFPHvM/s1600-h/Emma+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780066288369730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9BnhRAEI/AAAAAAAAAms/BixfQWFPHvM/s400/Emma+close.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don helping Emma jump off the table. She did it herself and scared us half to death! It's amazing we haven't had any broken bones or Emergency room visits with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5s6nXaAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/RdwtkJZ6Yz8/s1600-h/Emma+jumping+again+and+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368776412102092802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5s6nXaAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/RdwtkJZ6Yz8/s400/Emma+jumping+again+and+again.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don &amp;amp; Matt, friends since Junior High...such a serious friendship. ;-) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5rYAQE7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/pd_k5J0PFBw/s1600-h/Don+and+Matt+pretending+to+be+grumpy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368776385631359922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5rYAQE7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/pd_k5J0PFBw/s400/Don+and+Matt+pretending+to+be+grumpy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since winter is officially over for the year, it's time to take the boards down off the windows. Hunter helped Don get the cabin ready for summer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780092617826194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG9DJmsn5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/YbELe6pNAWw/s400/Hunter+helping+Don.JPG" border="0" /&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/734990999716390219-4584897055499784410?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4584897055499784410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=4584897055499784410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4584897055499784410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4584897055499784410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/labor-day-cabin-with-parkes.html' title='Memorial Day @ the cabin with the Parke&apos;s'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoG5rA1ta-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/X24gBgBOXNg/s72-c/6+kids+in+a+dollhouse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-278877833526740787</id><published>2009-08-11T11:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:27:55.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>So, I've been really bad about blogging this summer, so I'm attempting to catch up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents drove their motorhome from Georgia to Alaska, and stopped in Idaho for a visit on their way.  We ALWAYS love having Grandma &amp;amp; Papa Speidel around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa swinging Emma!  Yes, it's afternoon and she's still in her Jammies...I pick my battles carefully.  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzcDrX4PI/AAAAAAAAAls/eEWR5_Og7js/s1600-h/Papa+and+Emma+swinging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769525407277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzcDrX4PI/AAAAAAAAAls/eEWR5_Og7js/s400/Papa+and+Emma+swinging.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One afternoon we rode our bikes down the green belt beside the Boise River.  We stopped and ate lunch across the river from BSU, beside the Boise Zoo.  This is Don, Grandma (Lynda), &amp;amp; Papa (Jim) getting ready to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368763585308896898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuCTFjroI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Z0y8Z54W-Fk/s400/Don,+Grandma+%26+papa+on+bikes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy riding her bike across the bridge from BSU (Papa in the background).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769520297789586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzbwpLSJI/AAAAAAAAAlk/K0c8o-rSLsQ/s400/Kassy+%26+papa+on+bridge+to+BSU.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Giraffe's said "Hello".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769500711653938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzanrekjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AgWqgFEbsnY/s400/Grandma,+Giraffe,+%26+Papa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandma, Papa, &amp;amp; Don taking a break while the kids wade in the water.  The weather was over 90 that day, but the water was so cool that the green belt was very plesant.  There were several beach area's where we pulled off and let the kids take a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzbBkbEvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jwsLdFfqeQA/s1600-h/Grandma,+Papa+%26+Don.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368769507661386482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzbBkbEvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jwsLdFfqeQA/s400/Grandma,+Papa+%26+Don.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma taking pictures of Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuDiUZYoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/MluoYhdC-vo/s1600-h/Grandma+%26+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368763606577537666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuDiUZYoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/MluoYhdC-vo/s400/Grandma+%26+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &amp;amp; Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuDCuCXkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fl0BV2-uuYA/s1600-h/Grandma+and+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368763598095146562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuDCuCXkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fl0BV2-uuYA/s400/Grandma+and+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don &amp;amp; Hunter eating lunch. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuB9VRuHI/AAAAAAAAAks/BdX1_Y-vnVQ/s1600-h/Don+%26+Hunter+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368763579469248626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGuB9VRuHI/AAAAAAAAAks/BdX1_Y-vnVQ/s400/Don+%26+Hunter+(2).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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-278877833526740787?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/278877833526740787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=278877833526740787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/278877833526740787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/278877833526740787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SoGzcDrX4PI/AAAAAAAAAls/eEWR5_Og7js/s72-c/Papa+and+Emma+swinging.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-171503417567074567</id><published>2009-07-24T15:43:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:08:44.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's Pictures</title><content type='html'>My cousin Scott Speidel took us to Santa Cruz to the boardwalk during our trip to California. It turns out that Scott is not only an amazing tour guide, but he's a really fun and creative photographer too! Thanks Scott!!! Check out his pictures of our night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tracy, Emma, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter buying tickets for the rides.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362146559503236034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor4tDF-8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/U_5X_wHlL50/s400/3753288976_e2693cc7e2_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hunter on the bumper cars&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmosbD_Zn6I/AAAAAAAAAis/AgwJLz6N38Y/s1600-h/3753285870_9ccf59560a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147149777313698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmosbD_Zn6I/AAAAAAAAAis/AgwJLz6N38Y/s400/3753285870_9ccf59560a_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don &amp;amp; Tracy waving to Dacia, Joel, Kassy &amp;amp; Emma watching from the side.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smosa-WM0tI/AAAAAAAAAik/xSPR60Te9HA/s1600-h/3752492049_bcd91ebd43_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147148262331090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smosa-WM0tI/AAAAAAAAAik/xSPR60Te9HA/s400/3752492049_bcd91ebd43_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tracy &amp;amp; Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmosapL2lzI/AAAAAAAAAic/V37j3XpKi8c/s1600-h/3752486049_bc95c767de_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147142581786418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmosapL2lzI/AAAAAAAAAic/V37j3XpKi8c/s400/3752486049_bc95c767de_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter, Don, &amp;amp; Tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5-w0WrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6bdCXY0ENRw/s1600-h/3752479417_311244100d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362146581438290610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5-w0WrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6bdCXY0ENRw/s400/3752479417_311244100d_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tracy (you should have seen Scott taking these pictures...driving his own bumpercar, holding the camera above his head, turned every direction, just snapping away. I loved it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5dwhhxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1yJCy9vHklw/s1600-h/3752480557_f455a7ff2f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362146572578686738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5dwhhxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1yJCy9vHklw/s400/3752480557_f455a7ff2f_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter driving his car. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5Fxn9cI/AAAAAAAAAh8/xnKRwK3JE_I/s1600-h/3752478617_47189b6d93_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362146566140851650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor5Fxn9cI/AAAAAAAAAh8/xnKRwK3JE_I/s400/3752478617_47189b6d93_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don crashing into Tracy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkfP9GiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PMdI2gpLnz8/s1600-h/3753283938_dc026f1e7f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148411224955426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkfP9GiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PMdI2gpLnz8/s400/3753283938_dc026f1e7f_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter riding the Sky Glider&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkOKEMoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Dt9x90MQ0Kg/s1600-h/3753272780_3f2c80b822_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148406636851842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkOKEMoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Dt9x90MQ0Kg/s400/3753272780_3f2c80b822_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;"The Gang" Kassy, Tracy (holding Emma) Don, Hunter, Joel &amp;amp; Dacia&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkMwyrnI/AAAAAAAAAkU/c5RnN0VZ2Hw/s1600-h/3753269852_d0eedc2998_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148406262410866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotkMwyrnI/AAAAAAAAAkU/c5RnN0VZ2Hw/s400/3753269852_d0eedc2998_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dacia &amp;amp; Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotRBoyIcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DTcb4fBIUrk/s1600-h/3753266432_8a1fdcd0bc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148076858515906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotRBoyIcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DTcb4fBIUrk/s400/3753266432_8a1fdcd0bc_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147603779762562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos1fSBOYI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OZ-WL1koSi4/s400/3752473449_215dcb82bb_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; her bottle of water. She carried it around all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQ0wHjGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/O6yOY5m146E/s1600-h/3753264126_ce9b70e919_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148073399618658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQ0wHjGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/O6yOY5m146E/s400/3753264126_ce9b70e919_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy, Tracy, Hunter, Emma &amp;amp; Don waiting to ride the Ferris Wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147166578737938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmoscClLAxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0AvooBWVrb4/s400/3752460659_ffe8e0ff51_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kassy, Emma, Tracy, Don &amp;amp; Hunter&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147586843626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos0gMIS4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/uDUil6lm66k/s400/3752459611_e99cb7ddcb_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Tracy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147584943476658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos0ZHGT7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Qlgy6uuHKJw/s400/3752456985_480d6b4022_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hunter&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQl9fWQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ob2ufwybMwI/s1600-h/3753251478_467cbecff5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148069429172482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQl9fWQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ob2ufwybMwI/s400/3753251478_467cbecff5_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tracy &amp;amp; Kassy on the Ferris Wheel&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQRYsqSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oH9jRY172QM/s1600-h/3753248790_b37752dec2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148063906146594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQRYsqSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oH9jRY172QM/s400/3753248790_b37752dec2_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; Kassy on the Ferris Wheel&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQBw3ZBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CpTLeOhR0l8/s1600-h/3753246690_87f56b628f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362148059712545810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SmotQBw3ZBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CpTLeOhR0l8/s400/3753246690_87f56b628f_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Don on the Ferris Wheel....Emma's first ride!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos1wFBHHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wvpNzaBO038/s1600-h/3753246122_1fe3ab32db_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147608288631922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos1wFBHHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wvpNzaBO038/s400/3753246122_1fe3ab32db_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; Kassy on the Ferris Wheel from behind...cool light effects, huh?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos0-gxoAI/AAAAAAAAAjU/EQcgOIoGzIc/s1600-h/3752454347_46f3fd9a19_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147594983284738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smos0-gxoAI/AAAAAAAAAjU/EQcgOIoGzIc/s400/3752454347_46f3fd9a19_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter, Tracy, &amp;amp; Emma's arm :-)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smosb4eatFI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xYRPWqZigdQ/s1600-h/3752471909_ebfd5da5e8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362147163866051666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smosb4eatFI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xYRPWqZigdQ/s400/3752471909_ebfd5da5e8_b.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-171503417567074567?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/171503417567074567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=171503417567074567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/171503417567074567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/171503417567074567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/scotts-pictures.html' title='Scott&apos;s Pictures'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Smor4tDF-8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/U_5X_wHlL50/s72-c/3753288976_e2693cc7e2_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-4887428490817004439</id><published>2009-07-14T22:25:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:22:52.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2,769 Miles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep, that's right! We drove &lt;strong&gt;2,769&lt;/strong&gt; miles in 11 days. It all started with an invitation from Don's sister, Dacia, to visit them in Monterey, CA...and quickly grew into a tour of the west coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;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;On Thursday, July 2nd we left our house at 5:00 am and headed southwest through Reno, Sacramento and on to Monterey. We figured the trip should take about 15 hours.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kassy in the car at the begining of the trip.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358539602043097986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bYJakU4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/loNxdC3CR-M/s400/Kassy+early+in+the+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunter in the car at 5 Am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358539596888906178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bX2NtmcI/AAAAAAAAAYk/iCn7e6BxDBM/s400/Hunter+in+backseat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before we left, Don had the BRILLIANT idea to get the kids their own Zune's to watch movies on. Wow, what a GREAT decision! They could each watch what they wanted (so no fighting) and with their headphones we didn't have to listen to it! How cool is that?! So, here is Miss Emma watching some cartoons...probably Phineus &amp;amp; Pherb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bYvG3c5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/308WJz-vdB0/s1600-h/Emma+watching+her+Zune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358539612161012626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bYvG3c5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/308WJz-vdB0/s400/Emma+watching+her+Zune.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What good is a long road trip if you can't stop for ice cream whenever you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358539618245823506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bZFxmTBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/wxLjrr0Co5Q/s400/Driving+Kids+Ice+Cream.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma took MANY naps in the car...sometimes with half a granola bar stuck to her jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358539623533011346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bZZeKYZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Fq9YH9OZAec/s400/Emma+sleeping+with+Granola+stuck+to+her+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped for lunch in Reno, then forged ahead to Donner Pass where we stopped to stretch our legs and check out the monument.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358545724838184642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1g8imrBsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/mDwTCx26wWg/s400/Donner+Pass+family+monument.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got back on the interstate headed toward Sacramento, we quickly realized we were in for a treat...a semi-truck was on tire in the middle of the interstate and traffic was backed up for miles. Luckily our GPS helped us route around the interstate, so the detour took us an extra 2 hours instead of 4 hours like most people (yes, we spoke to others in traffic :-) making friends wherever we go!) It was a 'proud parent moment' when we finally arrived in Monterey after 15 hours of driving and we had not had 1 bad moment! The trip was awesome, the kids did great, it was a fun time together as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONTEREY/SANTA CRUZ &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Friday-Monday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed with Don's sister Dacia and her husband Joel in Monterey. Starting out Friday, our first "sight" to see what the Mystery Spot in Santa Cruz. It's a spot where gravity seems to pull harder, and at weird angles. Call it an optical illusion, who knows, but it was weird! Here is Joel, Dacia, Emma, Don &amp;amp; Hunter inside the cabin at the Mystery Spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D2Dw5D3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/2R-i10AYOYc/s1600-h/Mysteryspot+fam+in+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724833875660658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D2Dw5D3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/2R-i10AYOYc/s400/Mysteryspot+fam+in+house.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Don standing on a table in the cabin. He's not leaning over or he would fall...weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1x0OsfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7-d4eI_CReI/s1600-h/Mysteryspot+Don+on+table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724829057823218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1x0OsfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7-d4eI_CReI/s400/Mysteryspot+Don+on+table.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me hanging in the doorway of the cabin at the Mystery Spot...not hanging straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724810383130786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D0sP1gKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nnOVgEgrg-4/s400/mysteryspot+tracy+in+doorway.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so the previous pictures you could say the cabin was built on angles &amp;amp; that's why things appear to hang sideways, etc. But take a look at the next 2 pictures. There are 6 men, starting with Don being 6-1...down to the last guy who is 5-4. The tour guide put a level on this bench before he lined the men up &amp;amp; we saw that it was level. The men all look apropriately sized in this picture...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1aPv7qI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZeGrPxyUyHg/s1600-h/mysteryspot+row+of+men.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724822730796706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1aPv7qI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZeGrPxyUyHg/s400/mysteryspot+row+of+men.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but in this picture Don looks to be the same height as the 5-4 guy! If the bench is level...what the???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1Ps5KXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/VjNXZ4IWRY8/s1600-h/mysteryspot+row+of+men+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724819900246386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4D1Ps5KXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/VjNXZ4IWRY8/s400/mysteryspot+row+of+men+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin Scott Speidel (whom I hadn't seen for about 18 years) lives close by in Santa Cruz, so we picked him up and headed to the Redwoods. This is Hunter, Kassy, Scott, me &amp;amp; Emma by the Giant Redwoods. They were so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549633885535154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kgE8L-7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/x5QvpMBdi9g/s400/redwoods+family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Scott carrying Kassy on his back, they were instant friends...Kassy has never been shy about asking men to carry her around. :-)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549642028564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kgjRov-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hc2rPoOKHHU/s400/redwoods+scott+carrying+kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cott was an awesome tour guide, showing us some really cool 'out of the way' beaches! I think this one was called 'four mile beach'. This is Dacia, Scott, &amp;amp; Don hanging 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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358545738370696146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1g9VBEw9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/IO9Ve_6u6hw/s400/4milebeach+dacia,+scott+and+don.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The water was freezing cold, but kids never seem to care...Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy jumping the waves.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kf0ov90I/AAAAAAAAAas/bnUlnE7-Ldc/s1600-h/4milebeach+kids+jumping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549629509039938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kf0ov90I/AAAAAAAAAas/bnUlnE7-Ldc/s400/4milebeach+kids+jumping.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy getting splashed by waves.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547524172799570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1ilRpeXlI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/DWMLNLAC6N8/s400/4milebeach+hunter+and+kassy+waves.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beautiful Kassy playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kfuwxd2I/AAAAAAAAAak/b6neLExJEDU/s1600-h/4milebeach+kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549627932079970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kfuwxd2I/AAAAAAAAAak/b6neLExJEDU/s400/4milebeach+kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Emma playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358545747372696610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1g92jUZCI/AAAAAAAAAZk/tetr3Icbw5M/s400/4milebeach+emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Scott &amp;amp; Don burying Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358545732737988338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1g9ACIdvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Exdjj_2ys50/s400/4milebeach+don+and+scott+burying+kids+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter buried in the sand.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1il57uRjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/WNS73OouplE/s1600-h/4milebeach+kids+buried.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547534986757682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1il57uRjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/WNS73OouplE/s400/4milebeach+kids+buried.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy burying Emma...she loved it! Kept giggling.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549616548709186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1kfEWxA0I/AAAAAAAAAac/0FF7vREwdTQ/s400/4milebeach+hunter+%26+kassy+burying+emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Scott &amp;amp; I at dinner...taken on my cellphone camera.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358547538278656210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1imGMkqNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/XJ5JrR1qB_E/s400/Tracy+and+Scott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we spent at the Boardwalk in Santa Cruz...bumper cars...sky flyer...and the ferris wheel. Scott took some awesome pictures, I'll post them as soon as I get them from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday (4th of July) we headed to the Monterey Aquarium. Our family has seen a LOT of Aquariums, and Monterey did not disapoint. We were fortunate to walk up at the right time to see 3 different feedings of fish and otters. Here is Kassy, Hunter &amp;amp; Emma in front of Emma's favorite spot...the NEMO tank.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4MjI1_nUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xyPwnCteq9A/s1600-h/Monterey+kids+with+Nemo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358734404426374466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4MjI1_nUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xyPwnCteq9A/s400/Monterey+kids+with+Nemo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter touching Starfish in the touch pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4MiJ4KvRI/AAAAAAAAAcc/omwSIemOPXE/s1600-h/Monterey+hunter+touching+starfish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358734387524058386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4MiJ4KvRI/AAAAAAAAAcc/omwSIemOPXE/s400/Monterey+hunter+touching+starfish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter with the jellyfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LSDII8ZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dSKVBrtnub0/s1600-h/Monterey+Hunter+Jellyfish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358733011322466706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LSDII8ZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dSKVBrtnub0/s400/Monterey+Hunter+Jellyfish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Emma...the Dread Pirate Roberts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LRIBQWNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9iJwAd1AoS0/s1600-h/Monterey+Emma+ARGH!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732995455899858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LRIBQWNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9iJwAd1AoS0/s400/Monterey+Emma+ARGH!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma &amp;amp; Kassy by some type of fish...I can't remember what kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LQ5_68LI/AAAAAAAAAb0/WVClzBtnHz4/s1600-h/Monterey+Emma+%26+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732991692206258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LQ5_68LI/AAAAAAAAAb0/WVClzBtnHz4/s400/Monterey+Emma+%26+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the Aquarium we headed out to Watsonville to pick berries. We picked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boysenberries and bought 2 pies that were YUMMY! Ok, so we ate a few while we picked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738756133300530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4QgcNxqTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/PF1NjfR7MN8/s400/Monterey+picking+berries.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That night we drove around the beaches of Montery looking for tidepools. This is Joel, Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy looking for shells, critters, wathever they can find.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738736141453042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4QfRvWRvI/AAAAAAAAAdE/fvwD6TSdOXk/s400/Monterey+searching+for+shells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our family in Monterey: Emma, Tracy, Hunter, Don &amp;amp; Kassy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358733006231320162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LRwKUNmI/AAAAAAAAAcE/CVZpEGvtVeM/s400/monterey+family+photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don at sunset in Monterey&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732988783605186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4LQvKdNcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/l2vvgB6Je4U/s400/monterey+don+at+sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; Emma on the beach at Monterey&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740131480010802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Rwfx_ADI/AAAAAAAAAdk/91gi0S0X9qw/s400/Monterey+Tracy+%26+Emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sunday morning we went to Poing Lobos State Park. Lobos means 'crazy wolves'. There are no wolves in the area. It turns out that the explorers who named it heard the loud sealions and thought they were wolves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; I at Point Lobos, beautiful isn't it? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740144886483762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4RxRuVizI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sNJqR_0un88/s400/PointLobos+Hunter+%26+Tracy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hunter, Don, Joel &amp;amp; Dacia at Point Lobos.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UugSKxCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/na14TcNl2Oc/s1600-h/Point+Lobos+Don,+Joel,+Dacia+and+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358743395790144546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UugSKxCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/na14TcNl2Oc/s400/Point+Lobos+Don,+Joel,+Dacia+and+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Point Lobos was a big Whaling area. This is the kids (Hunter, Emma, &amp;amp; Kassy) next to some whale bones. They were huge and seemed like rocks.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740148739080434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4RxgE3gPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZuODDERDb3c/s400/Point+Lobos+whale+bones+kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy in the tree and Hunter next to the whale bones.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358743404994857602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UvCkvioI/AAAAAAAAAeU/2kcEeVB0jpk/s400/PointLobos+Whale+Bones.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; Emma next to a diving suit they used to dive for Abalone.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Rx2UGK1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/GN08VKDzRJA/s1600-h/Point+Lobos+diver+suit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740154708536146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Rx2UGK1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/GN08VKDzRJA/s400/Point+Lobos+diver+suit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday evening we went with Scott to another beach...'17 mile beach' I think it was called. We watched the surfers (one Hunter's size) but I didn't take any pictures. I know, I'm a slacker...I took the night off, what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday morning we spent in Monterey at the warf. There is so much wildlife there, it's amazing! This pelican just stood there, not 3 feet from me.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738729215927634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Qe38LJVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HX4wRoUB7hg/s400/Monterey+Pelican.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sealions just lazing around in the sun. I'm sure we saw at least 100 of them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738745587609362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Qf07fLxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/owYKJG6wtas/s400/Monterey+Lazy+Sea+Lions.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Starfish in the water, looking down from the warf...they were everywhere!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738743596759314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Qftg1ORI/AAAAAAAAAdM/SOT6dt48haI/s400/Monterey+Star+Fish+in+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy Rockclimbing at "Dennis the Mennis" park in Monterey.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358734400265501730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Mi5V9vCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/tbHKjbECvs0/s400/Monterey+Kassy+rock+climbing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Uncle Joel carrying Kassy on his back. Did I mention she's not shy about asking to be carried? :-)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Rw4e4sII/AAAAAAAAAds/weC9nYuxb8U/s1600-h/Monterey+Kassy+on+Joel%27s+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740138110791810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Rw4e4sII/AAAAAAAAAds/weC9nYuxb8U/s400/Monterey+Kassy+on+Joel%27s+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had lunch in Montery, said our goodbyes, and headed down the 1 for a scenic drive south. It's a curvy road, and once you're on it you're committed...there are no places to take an alternative route, but it was georgeous. In this picture you can see the kelp forest in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RoBmdP2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/MiJ_Vcp139I/s1600-h/PCH+kep+forest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358810354683821922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RoBmdP2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/MiJ_Vcp139I/s400/PCH+kep+forest.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter was watching movies during the drive and got car sick, so we stopped to give him a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358810332047594802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RmtRj1TI/AAAAAAAAAhc/rwzFQyjsAo8/s400/PCH+hunter+car+sick.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;Don swinging Emma out over the side...as she laughs hysterically!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RnNlZxOI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nGVbCDtr38Y/s1600-h/PCH+don+throwing+emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358810340720755938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RnNlZxOI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nGVbCDtr38Y/s400/PCH+don+throwing+emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; view from the car window...not a bad shot for 60 MPH, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RlikuYuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-jAJRclqdEs/s1600-h/PCH+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358810311995319010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl5RlikuYuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-jAJRclqdEs/s400/PCH+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday evening we arrived in Venura where we attended a MonaVie Open meeting with Joe Licchardi. I'm glad we made the stop, it was awesome! After the meeting we headed to Simi Valley to stay with Rob &amp;amp; Kelly Fabros. I'm bummed I didn't get a good picture of Rob &amp;amp; Kelly, but they are good friends of ours as well as partners of ours in MonaVie. We love them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIMI VALLEY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was spent in Rob &amp;amp; Kelly's pool...a welcomed change from the car. This is Emma swimming with Ty Fabros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XbQgQKsI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-RfJlc1Gypg/s1600-h/SimiValley+Ty+and+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746363671620290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XbQgQKsI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-RfJlc1Gypg/s400/SimiValley+Ty+and+Emma.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;Hunter doing a front flip off the diving board.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358743410179789826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UvV47VAI/AAAAAAAAAec/qsM7sz59xIM/s400/SimiValley+hunter+front+flip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy doing a front flip off the diving board. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358743420248817010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Uv7ZkfXI/AAAAAAAAAek/eEOUkeIpsjI/s400/SimiValley+Kassy+front+flip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; Ty...we're buddies!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XbHzIL_I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZMtD6yj6t_o/s1600-h/SimiValley+Ty+%26+Tracy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746361334870002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XbHzIL_I/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZMtD6yj6t_o/s400/SimiValley+Ty+%26+Tracy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday night we watched "The Pricess Bride" in their backyard. This is Rob holding Ty, baby Ava &amp;amp; Mia on the ground in blue, Don tickling Hunter, Emma crawling with the baby, and Kassy relaxing...where's Kelly?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UwA0OavI/AAAAAAAAAes/CSiM6eCbGjQ/s1600-h/SimiValley+Movie+Night+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358743421702793970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4UwA0OavI/AAAAAAAAAes/CSiM6eCbGjQ/s400/SimiValley+Movie+Night+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAN CLEMENTE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday morning we drove further south to San Clemente to visit my Uncle Bob &amp;amp; Aunt Kimberly. The beach there was our favorite of the trip...I was having so much fun that I once again didn't take any pictures. We built sand castles and rented a boogie board...I think the boogieboard was the kids favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner Wednesday night with Bob &amp;amp; Kim as well as my cousin Lee and her son Alex, who drove down from L.A. for the visit. After dinner we sat around the firepit on their back patio and talked and laughed...it was so much fun to see them again! It had been WAY too long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Hunter, myself, and Lee. (Cellphone camera makes for not so great shots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4oobNVQCI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Nvw7SIbwCMk/s1600-h/SanClemente+Hunter,+Tracy+%26+Lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358765281581023266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4oobNVQCI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Nvw7SIbwCMk/s400/SanClemente+Hunter,+Tracy+%26+Lee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Lee Speidel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746383991206066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XccM0cLI/AAAAAAAAAfM/6t_6jme9u78/s400/Tracy+and+Lee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Uncle Bob made us all french toast for breakfast...Yum!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746372133626994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4XbwBwJHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3eCzK01TFSE/s400/SanClemente+Bob+cooking+breakfast.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kimberly &amp;amp; Bob Speidel, Tracy &amp;amp; Don Roberts. We really enjoyed San Clemente! What a great beach, town, and awesome company. We will definately be back!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Xcj0y5lI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0a2hlqATYQ8/s1600-h/SanClemente+Kim,+Bob,+Tracy+%26+Don.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358746386037925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4Xcj0y5lI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0a2hlqATYQ8/s400/SanClemente+Kim,+Bob,+Tracy+%26+Don.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAS VEGAS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday we left San Clemente and drove to Las Vegas to visit our friends Martin &amp;amp; Milea Vaughn. We had to take the kids to see the fountains at the Bellagio. This is Kassy, Hunter &amp;amp; Don watching the fountain show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771370833171026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uK3cLUlI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ycQW5hxxW3c/s400/Vegas+family+fountains.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kassy, Emma &amp;amp; Don watching the fountains.&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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358776837652310898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4zJE7ba3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/PKZXnA-x-aU/s400/Vegas+Kassy+emma+%26+Don+watching+fountains+at+Bellagio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Don in front of the Eifel Tower. Kassy made a special request for this picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358776811682727234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4zHkLzBUI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wJeoyybwTI8/s400/Vegas+Kassy+%26+Don+Eifel+Tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After the fountain show we went inside the Bellagio to see the display. It's always amazing what they have in there...this fountain of moss was so elegant. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771387365465218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uL1ByHII/AAAAAAAAAgc/zi2t0CQThnI/s400/Vegas+fountain+in+bellagio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy, Hunter, Emma &amp;amp; Don inside the Bellagio by the bears.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771361708917138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uKVcyQZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HHordNCq5Qs/s400/Vegas+family+bears+in+Bellagio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First thing Friday morning we headed down to Hoover Dam. We took the Dam tour, down the elevator into the Dam. Hunter loved it, this kind of stuff is right up his alley! Hunter, Don &amp;amp; Kassy inside the Dam.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358776847922051154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4zJrL7OFI/AAAAAAAAAhM/cufuMULZ-DI/s400/Vegas+Hunter,+don,+kassy+hooverdam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They give these hats to people who take the 'premiere' Dam tour, which we did not. Some sweet couple gave them to our kids after the Dam movie. I think everyone in that movie knew Emma's name by the time it was over...but she's so cute!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358765311459143826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4oqKg1MJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Yx1aSO866vI/s400/Vegas+Emma+hat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don inside the Dam, by the turbines.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358765292261634546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4opC_ycfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/AGvGe2cuIfA/s400/Vegas+Don+%26+Kassy+hoover+dam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy cooling herself by a fan...Vegas is HOT!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358776819685699746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4zIB_2sKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/z-BLS7zkmXg/s400/Vegas+Kassy+HOT.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tracy, Emma, Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter on the Dam viewing platform. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uLh2TRiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/qpgplTWwoiI/s1600-h/Vegas+family+hoover+Dam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771382217033250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uLh2TRiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/qpgplTWwoiI/s400/Vegas+family+hoover+Dam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Hoover Dam....it's a LONG way down!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771399701187554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4uMi-2S-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/TQBhmBgCOO0/s400/Vegas+Hunter+Hoover+Dam+Above.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway across the Dam you leave Nevada and enter Arizona. Hunter is in Nevada, Kassy is in Arizona.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4oo3hJM3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/enEL5RfCvW0/s1600-h/LasVegas+Kids+in+different+states.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358765289180312434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl4oo3hJM3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/enEL5RfCvW0/s400/LasVegas+Kids+in+different+states.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you hung in with me through this entire post...THANKS! It was a long one, but we had an absolutely wonderful vacation! Thank-you to all who hosted us...we feel extremely blessed to have such great friends and family. We truly lead a charmed life! &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/734990999716390219-4887428490817004439?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4887428490817004439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=4887428490817004439' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4887428490817004439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4887428490817004439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/2769-miles.html' title='2,769 Miles...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sl1bYJakU4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/loNxdC3CR-M/s72-c/Kassy+early+in+the+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1885318181657508699</id><published>2009-05-18T16:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:15:54.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's Lost Tooth!</title><content type='html'>Kassy is almost out of Kindergarten and is one of the few left who hasn't yet lost a tooth. A week ago she was crying because she doesn't have any loose teeth. The next day, lo &amp;amp; behold...a loose tooth! She was so excited she wiggled it until it bled. Then she was crying because it was bleeding....it's so hard to be a 6 year old girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last week she's been wiggling it each day, watching it get more and more loose. This morning while brushing her teeth it finally came out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337290692333267634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/ShHdm0OF6rI/AAAAAAAAAYY/kYcdvkSVyQk/s400/Kassy%27s+First+Loose+Tooth.JPG" border="0" /&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/734990999716390219-1885318181657508699?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1885318181657508699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1885318181657508699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1885318181657508699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1885318181657508699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/05/kassys-lost-tooth.html' title='Kassy&apos;s Lost Tooth!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/ShHdm0OF6rI/AAAAAAAAAYY/kYcdvkSVyQk/s72-c/Kassy%27s+First+Loose+Tooth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-466663851286055118</id><published>2009-05-18T15:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:58:21.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Question Of The Day.....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how much hair can one Labrador Retriever shed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286107850136130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/ShHZb9sI2kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2BJvb_Rj3tk/s400/Dixie%27s+Hair.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer.... a whole lot!  Ok, so she didn't exactly shed all of this hair on her own. I got tired of her looking like a mange dog, running around with tufts of hair falling out.  The grass needed to be mowed, so I brushed Dixie first.  After about 30 minutes, she looks beautiful again.  LUCKILY for me, the lawn mower did a fantastic job of vacuuming up the hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-466663851286055118?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/466663851286055118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=466663851286055118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/466663851286055118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/466663851286055118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/05/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the Day...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/ShHZb9sI2kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2BJvb_Rj3tk/s72-c/Dixie%27s+Hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-6228903567165513001</id><published>2009-05-01T14:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:46:09.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adore the spotlight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SftfRK28x8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZpZyv4HtEVo/s1600-h/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330959332500359106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SftfRK28x8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZpZyv4HtEVo/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma and I were at my friend Alissa's house one day, taking pictures of Alissa who was in her last month of pregnancy with her 3rd child. I love doing pictures of pregnant women, so much fun! Anyway, inbetween some of the shots little Miss Emma sat herself down right in the middle and said 'CHEESE'! Of course I took her picture! How beautiful is she?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330959330216048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SftfRCWU97I/AAAAAAAAAYI/-RDD0TwCQv0/s400/Emma+CHEESE!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-6228903567165513001?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6228903567165513001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=6228903567165513001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6228903567165513001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6228903567165513001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/05/adore-spotlight.html' title='Adore the spotlight?'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SftfRK28x8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZpZyv4HtEVo/s72-c/DSC_0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2399058853023905989</id><published>2009-05-01T11:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:16:56.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby 2009...and the results are.....</title><content type='html'>You have to understand something about our family....we are pretty competative!  Shocker, I know.  So, naturally, Don &amp;amp; Hunter wanted to make a fast pinewood derby car for Hunter's first race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure mounted when Hunter told Don "I just want to beat Jaden".   Jaden Zweifel is Hunter's best friend, who it just so happens DOMINATED the pinewood derby last year.  Don was joking with Hunter saying "Did you have to pick the kid whose Dad is a perfectionist?"  And so the preparations began...here is the finished product.  It should come as NO surprise to anyone who knows Hunter that it's painted Bronco Orange &amp;amp; Blue, &amp;amp; the driver is a Star Wars Lego man.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0odBfecI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zXkp9Qp5D84/s1600-h/Hunter%27s+Car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912453513411010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0odBfecI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zXkp9Qp5D84/s400/Hunter%27s+Car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Hunter and Jaden with their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0oGTlESI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xKK6Oyr44Bg/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Jaden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912447415259426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0oGTlESI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xKK6Oyr44Bg/s400/Hunter+%26+Jaden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The racing was awesome!  We were fortunate to have access to a computerized 4 lane track.  The computer timed the races, matched up the boys for each race, it was great.  Hunter &amp;amp; Jaden both won each race they were in, time and again....the anticipation mounted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0nwzRycI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3Gs6yHbyaTs/s1600-h/Race+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912441642633666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0nwzRycI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3Gs6yHbyaTs/s400/Race+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, it came down to 1 race.  Jaden is in lane 4, Coby Young in lane 3, and Hunter in lane 2.  Can you tell the outcome? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0nf_8SjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MC79m704hpI/s1600-h/Jaden,+Kobie,+%26+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912437132347954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0nf_8SjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MC79m704hpI/s400/Jaden,+Kobie,+%26+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; According to the printout of the boys times over all the races, all three of these boys average times only differed by 1/10th of a second!  It was too close to call, so the last race determined it all.  Jaden was awarded 1st place, Hunter 2nd, and Coby 3rd.  It was definately a photo finish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great experience, we had a lot of fun.  If we have to loose at something, we never mind loosing to a worthy competitor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2399058853023905989?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2399058853023905989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2399058853023905989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2399058853023905989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2399058853023905989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/05/pinewood-derby-2009and-results-are.html' title='Pinewood Derby 2009...and the results are.....'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/Sfs0odBfecI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zXkp9Qp5D84/s72-c/Hunter%27s+Car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-9210645285029919169</id><published>2009-04-24T21:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:41:13.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER</title><content type='html'>Easter in the Roberts family is a BIG TIME event!  Don's grandparents, Gale &amp;amp; Lois Roberts, always do a huge easter egg hunt: one for the little kids on the lawn, and one for the 'big kids' on 5 acres of sagebrush.  There are 2 coveted and highly saught after items: the Golden Egg which contains $20, and the Silver Egg which contains $10.  This year Grandpa hid over 400 eggs.  It's an event we look forward to each year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328466873017655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEY7unYqI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WxfUAlPDBkQ/s400/Tara+golden+%26+silver+Eggs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don's cousin Tara McCoy, who got super lucky and found BOTH the gold and silver eggs!  No one has ever found both eggs in the 12 years I've been in this family.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEZXsf3II/AAAAAAAAAXI/cS1newyZdm0/s1600-h/Emma+Cheese+Easter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328466880524967042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEZXsf3II/AAAAAAAAAXI/cS1newyZdm0/s400/Emma+Cheese+Easter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Emma had a blast, especially once she realized the eggs she was finding contained her absolute favorite thing in the world...CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEZGFPw4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/cmU_6lmokOI/s1600-h/Kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328466875796931458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEZGFPw4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/cmU_6lmokOI/s400/Kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Kassy finding eggs on the lawn.  The lawn hunt is for kids 5 &amp;amp; under. Kassy turned 6 a week later, so she barely qualified for the easy hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEYsVxyDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pSYcxAZ4ZsQ/s1600-h/Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328466868886947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEYsVxyDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pSYcxAZ4ZsQ/s400/Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunter found something like 23 eggs, which was pretty impressive considering he's competing against full blown adults.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEYU2OZzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/gEg9PT5RIHY/s1600-h/Dacia+%26+Joel+Pregnant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328466862580590386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEYU2OZzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/gEg9PT5RIHY/s400/Dacia+%26+Joel+Pregnant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The most exciting news of the weekend was the announcement that Don's sister Dacia is pregnant!!!  This is the realization of a long-sought-after dream, so we're thrilled for Dacia and Joel!!&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/734990999716390219-9210645285029919169?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9210645285029919169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=9210645285029919169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9210645285029919169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9210645285029919169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='EASTER'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKEY7unYqI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WxfUAlPDBkQ/s72-c/Tara+golden+%26+silver+Eggs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-7133182242854773211</id><published>2009-04-24T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:24:27.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's First Game</title><content type='html'>This is Kassy's first time playing soccer, or being part of any team or lessons.  She loves it!  They have now won 2 games and lost 1, &amp;amp; Kassy has scored 2 goals. The girls named their team the Golden Hearts.  Kassy is enjoying it a lot, and we are enjoying watching her play!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328463451226628018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBRwkD37I/AAAAAAAAAWI/0wbusCpdgFg/s400/kicking+it+in.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSrL4eNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fVpjJMqPW1k/s1600-h/throwing+it+in.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328463466962909394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSrL4eNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fVpjJMqPW1k/s400/throwing+it+in.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSf6mQcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/i-ybV6KavwM/s1600-h/kassy+in+huddle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328463463937622466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSf6mQcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/i-ybV6KavwM/s400/kassy+in+huddle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSBF3ZxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8IIkE8xRNDg/s1600-h/kassy+soccer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328463455663384338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBSBF3ZxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8IIkE8xRNDg/s400/kassy+soccer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBRhw9bJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/BBYAmumtzb4/s1600-h/Kassy+kicking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328463447254199442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBRhw9bJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/BBYAmumtzb4/s400/Kassy+kicking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-7133182242854773211?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7133182242854773211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=7133182242854773211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7133182242854773211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7133182242854773211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/kassys-first-game.html' title='Kassy&apos;s First Game'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfKBRwkD37I/AAAAAAAAAWI/0wbusCpdgFg/s72-c/kicking+it+in.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8485306425353435397</id><published>2009-04-23T21:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:15:10.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE5UhLAbGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AZUy79zxA3U/s1600-h/kassy+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328102858820709474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE5UhLAbGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AZUy79zxA3U/s400/kassy+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On April 15th Kassy turned 6. Aunt Dacia &amp;amp; Uncle Joel were in town visiting from California, so we had a 'family' party the night before with the Roberts side of the family who live in Boise.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328101665578301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE4PD_2NxI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1FZpsCFcflE/s400/Roberts+extended.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Uncle Joel, Aunt Dacia, Aunt Tabrina, Kassy, &amp;amp; Uncle Torrey.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE4PY3yxfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mpW_UOXlYLg/s1600-h/Kids+at+bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328101671181665778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE4PY3yxfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mpW_UOXlYLg/s400/Kids+at+bar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma, Triton, Hunter, &amp;amp; Kassy enjoying the cake! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of Kassy's birthday she had 3 friends over for a 'Pajama Party'. They decorated cupcakes, played pin the tail on the donkey, decorated princess crowns, and played with the presents. What a great way to spend the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE4O9Pb40I/AAAAAAAAAVI/9WKQ6KNbCnE/s1600-h/girls+at+party.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328101663764636482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE4O9Pb40I/AAAAAAAAAVI/9WKQ6KNbCnE/s400/girls+at+party.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige Winter, Halle Schow, Kassy Roberts, &amp;amp; Kayleigh Tibbits.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328105721304856690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE77IwaOHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/SeznW1CQ64k/s400/Kassy+cupcake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How much frosting can one cupcake hold?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328105726665203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE77cuanUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Au_AlWzKZKo/s400/pin+the+tail+on+the+donkey+kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Halle, Paige, Kassy, Kayleigh, &amp;amp; Tyson (Halle's brother, Kassy let him come too) playing "Pin the tail on the donkey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328105731277290130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE77t6BepI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1zDkpAbbnHE/s400/Poor+donkey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Results!  We had extra tails so they kept playing over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8485306425353435397?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8485306425353435397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8485306425353435397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8485306425353435397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8485306425353435397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/kassys-birthday.html' title='Kassy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfE5UhLAbGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AZUy79zxA3U/s72-c/kassy+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3275132900772266442</id><published>2009-04-23T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:55:37.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Scouts - Hunter's Wolf Badge</title><content type='html'>Hunter is part of an awesome Cub Scout Troop, run by our church.  This month he earned his Wolf Badge. We were proud of him for finishing a few months early, hoping this habbit continues all the way up to Eagle!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328023338289524274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDw_0G87jI/AAAAAAAAAUg/E0yqKg_5Cow/s400/Hunter%27s+Wolf+Badge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At each pack meeting they do some fun thing for the boys when they get their awards. This month it was pouring the activator in to a volcano!  BIG hit with boys.  This is Hunter and the Cub Scout Master Heidi Cook.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328023345090682610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDxANceXvI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iJSkUKd-PBY/s400/Volcano.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDxANEWtKI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vgJERfWWPDM/s1600-h/Volcano+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328023344989516962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDxANEWtKI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vgJERfWWPDM/s400/Volcano+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/734990999716390219-3275132900772266442?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3275132900772266442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3275132900772266442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3275132900772266442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3275132900772266442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/cub-scouts-hunters-wolf-badge.html' title='Cub Scouts - Hunter&apos;s Wolf Badge'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDw_0G87jI/AAAAAAAAAUg/E0yqKg_5Cow/s72-c/Hunter%27s+Wolf+Badge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-9176870799743827176</id><published>2009-04-23T15:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:37:38.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rose Pedal - Life is not a spectator sport!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdnzNsS5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gksGAUnMqmg/s1600-h/rosepedal_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002035011570578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdnzNsS5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gksGAUnMqmg/s400/rosepedal_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdnmIX0uI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5wEiiCB6o_c/s1600-h/panoramic-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002031499596514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdnmIX0uI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5wEiiCB6o_c/s400/panoramic-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdYMKcLEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VZokl3KdOnY/s1600-h/rosepedal_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I've ridden more than 3 miles at a time in the past 15 years of my life, on a bicycle.  But, I try really hard to stay fit.  So, when I was in Georgia this weekend and some of my siblings were participating in a 25 mile bike ride to benefit Cystic Fibrosis I thought "I'll try it!".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Katy, her husband Danny, their son Jared (12), my sister-in-law Kathleen &amp;amp; I all did the race together.  Katy &amp;amp; Danny had road bikes (suckers), while Jared, Kathleen &amp;amp; I rode on mountainbikes.  I had a few technical difficulties with my bike not shifting, and a flat tire, but we survived and I finished!  I was the last one of the family to cross the finish line, about 2 1/2 hours, but I was really proud of myself for trying it, and even more proud for finishing it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad always said "life is not a spectator sport" and I agree!  It was a beautiful spring Gerogia morning, the race course wound through rolling hills of blooming Dogwoods and Azaleas, listening to the birds and horses,  it was incredibly envigorating!  Get out there and live!&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/734990999716390219-9176870799743827176?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9176870799743827176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=9176870799743827176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9176870799743827176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/9176870799743827176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/04/rose-pedal-life-is-not-spectator-sport.html' title='The Rose Pedal - Life is not a spectator sport!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SfDdnzNsS5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gksGAUnMqmg/s72-c/rosepedal_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1447420726017176359</id><published>2009-01-18T21:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:13:16.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa &amp; Grandma Speidel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQJAfgOODI/AAAAAAAAATU/Dbizj-LATII/s1600-h/Tubing+-+Hunter+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents, Papa &amp;amp; Grandma Speidel, came to visit us for about 11 days over the Christmas Holidays. We loved the visit! It was great to have so much 1 on 1 time with them. They had fun getting to know Emma, who was just 8 months old the last time they saw her. Kassy &amp;amp; Emma had fun getting 'rides'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQJAPkV0gI/AAAAAAAAATM/v855-CzhAYo/s1600-h/papa+Emma+%26+Kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292865361850782210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQJAPkV0gI/AAAAAAAAATM/v855-CzhAYo/s320/papa+Emma+%26+Kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Emma getting a ride on Papa's shoulders. I love this picture because I have a picture of my sister Katy and I on my Dad's shoulders when we were about this age....too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI__6ESYI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0anL-CLQrI/s1600-h/Emma+%26+Grandma+ride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292865357646940546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI__6ESYI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0anL-CLQrI/s320/Emma+%26+Grandma+ride.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma getting a ride from Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI_lMdvqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3D0GXiOGDUk/s1600-h/Kass+%26+papa+upside+down.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292865350476349090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI_lMdvqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3D0GXiOGDUk/s320/Kass+%26+papa+upside+down.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy had a hard time letting Papa 'rest' in between rides. She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Papa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI_ZppE2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/ReP1uYWfD5g/s1600-h/Kassy+%26+Papa+ride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292865347377501026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQI_ZppE2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/ReP1uYWfD5g/s320/Kassy+%26+Papa+ride.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1447420726017176359?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1447420726017176359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1447420726017176359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1447420726017176359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1447420726017176359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2009/01/papa-grandma-speidel.html' title='Papa &amp; Grandma Speidel!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SXQJAPkV0gI/AAAAAAAAATM/v855-CzhAYo/s72-c/papa+Emma+%26+Kassy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-126785121495123629</id><published>2008-12-23T08:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:34:00.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>Every year I buy a GingerBread kit (usually at Costco because theirs are the best!) for the kids to put together. We started this when Hunter was 4 and have continued each year. The kids LOVE it! We help them put the house together, ensuring structural integrity (last year we almost had a cave-in). Then the kids decorate it with all the candy. Hunter and Kassy have always had so much fun doing this. The house usually lasts maybe 3 days then we have to eat it...we just can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit, Emma isn't in the pictures because we did this project while she took her nap.  I wasn't quite ready for THAT mess!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEZEBNceI/AAAAAAAAASc/evdHm-NjRq4/s1600-h/kassy+eating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008666504360418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEZEBNceI/AAAAAAAAASc/evdHm-NjRq4/s400/kassy+eating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYttZwMI/AAAAAAAAASU/wa6RQPKLQmg/s1600-h/kids+silly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008660515700930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYttZwMI/AAAAAAAAASU/wa6RQPKLQmg/s400/kids+silly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYU5hQSI/AAAAAAAAASM/NHAZOqSf6RE/s1600-h/hunter+icing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008653855637794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYU5hQSI/AAAAAAAAASM/NHAZOqSf6RE/s400/hunter+icing.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/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYLRk1YI/AAAAAAAAASE/TtF0n_pE7J8/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Kassy+decorating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008651272181122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEYLRk1YI/AAAAAAAAASE/TtF0n_pE7J8/s400/Hunter+%26+Kassy+decorating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEXOqBpVI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KV3LmNmainU/s1600-h/Gingerbread+House+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008635000169810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEXOqBpVI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KV3LmNmainU/s400/Gingerbread+House+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-126785121495123629?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/126785121495123629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=126785121495123629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/126785121495123629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/126785121495123629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SVEEZEBNceI/AAAAAAAAASc/evdHm-NjRq4/s72-c/kassy+eating.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-6119711317357057994</id><published>2008-11-01T19:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:39:53.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>We had dinner at a friend's house, then we all went Trick-or-treating together. 6 families makes for a LOT of kids trick-or-treating together!  We couldn't have asked for better weather; this was the nicest Halloween I've ever experienced in our 11 years in Boise.  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864405535341314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0AyaXBuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Qptx83Sb9E8/s400/Roberts+Kids+Halloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter went as a WWII Army Scout, Emma was a butterfly, and Kassy was Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864379295320498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0Aw4m6ybI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ci-uEiotl1s/s400/Emma+first+trick+or+treating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CYP-rYUI/AAAAAAAAARY/EKdDtni3Xmw/s1600-h/Emma+Trick+or+treating.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Emma's first year actually 'trick-or-treating'. By the end of the night she knew exactly what to do, walking to each door saying "tick-a-teat' then grabbing the candy she wanted.  Everyone thought she was so cute, they didn't mind.  :-) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864397548796418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0Ax8m4ugI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XFDMiP_hLG0/s400/Happy+haloween+emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma happy with her 'loot'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CXr-HRCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5Ec46oHV8AU/s1600-h/kassy+happy+trick+or+treating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866145429472290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CXr-HRCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5Ec46oHV8AU/s400/kassy+happy+trick+or+treating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddie &amp;amp; Kassy trick-or-treating &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864388546014754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0AxbEdLiI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lVjbz_L_HNE/s400/Group+Trick+or+treating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hunter is the army guy in the middle of the group.  It was fun for the kids to go around with so many of their friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CXZbZ8YI/AAAAAAAAARI/EaUs08oRaRI/s1600-h/Hunter%27s+loot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866140452057474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CXZbZ8YI/AAAAAAAAARI/EaUs08oRaRI/s400/Hunter%27s+loot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our kids made out with so much candy!  After breakfast they organized their candy into groups. Here is Hunter with his loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CW5shUqI/AAAAAAAAARA/97xT-4Iazwg/s1600-h/Kassy%27s+loot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866131933909666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0CW5shUqI/AAAAAAAAARA/97xT-4Iazwg/s400/Kassy%27s+loot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Kassy by all of her candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0AxPfpsZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/03SQEiXi6CY/s1600-h/Gumball+machine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864385438855570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0AxPfpsZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/03SQEiXi6CY/s400/Gumball+machine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Hunter combined all their M&amp;amp;M's, gumballs, Hot Tamales, Skittles, &amp;amp; Whoppers to fill their gumball machine. &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/734990999716390219-6119711317357057994?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6119711317357057994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=6119711317357057994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6119711317357057994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/6119711317357057994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQ0AyaXBuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Qptx83Sb9E8/s72-c/Roberts+Kids+Halloween.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8036177871424215608</id><published>2008-11-01T18:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:43:55.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Scout Litter Project</title><content type='html'>I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of being the Wolf Cub Scout den leader for Hunter's cub scout troop. We currently have 10 boys.  They can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rambunctious&lt;/span&gt;, they are 8 year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; boys after all. This week we did a litter clean-up project and they did awesome. We didn't make it all the way down the road, we had to turn around early because we couldn't carry any more trash, our bags were full. I was so proud of them!! They didn't complain, in fact, they loved it! It became a fun competition to see what crazy and fun things they could find. We even had a sweet older lady come out and thank them for their service. They mostly cleaned up a field along side the road, which is in her backyard. She was so greatful for them, she offered to make them cinnamon rolls and bring them to the church next week when we meet again. I am so grateful for the opportunity to work with these awesome boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQz2azq-nvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gyBt_TtmV6U/s1600-h/cub+scout+litter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263853004896771826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQz2azq-nvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gyBt_TtmV6U/s400/cub+scout+litter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicholas, Cody, Tanner, Spencer, Brandon, Grant, Hunter, &amp;amp; Elijah with all the trash they collected and carried home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8036177871424215608?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8036177871424215608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8036177871424215608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8036177871424215608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8036177871424215608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/11/cub-scout-litter-project.html' title='Cub Scout Litter Project'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQz2azq-nvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gyBt_TtmV6U/s72-c/cub+scout+litter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3254790736491383523</id><published>2008-10-28T17:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:55:28.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>Our ward hosted a Halloween party at the church on Friday night. The kids won lots of candy at the different activities, we all had a great time. It was really fun to see all the costumes and how creative some people get.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262415226544578130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxF7L3lI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qID0PrDn7D8/s400/Emma+Butterfly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma was a beautiful butterfly.  She screamed about putting her costume on, but once we got it fastened she didn't say another word.  She wasn't fond of playing the games to get candy, so she ate 2 donuts from the refreshment table. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262415237523684354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxu0zvAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/45QLhw2WJ40/s400/Hannah+Montana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kassy went as Hannah Montana.  I took this picture of her in the car on the way over.  It's the only one I have because I couldn't find the girl all night!  She was off playing games and eating candy, I couldn't catch up with her long enough to get a full length picture.  Maybe Halloween night. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262415238088145154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxw7YuQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/1SmEkMSN0YY/s400/Hunter+WWII+Army+Scout.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hunter went as a WWII Army Scout.  He knew exactly what his costume should look like, wanted an authentic helmet...'not plastic Mom, a real metal one'.  Well, after shopping around (and feeling the enormous weight of a real metal army helmet) we decided to get the plastic one.  We also got custom made dog tags from the Army/Navy store.  They say "Hunter Roberts, WWII Army Scout, Halloween 2008".&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxfovW5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rK9BUPcJ1tM/s1600-h/group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262415233446534034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxfovW5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rK9BUPcJ1tM/s400/group.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never dress up for Halloween because I never want to spend money on a costume, even though I think it would be fun.  So, this year, thanks to my friend Alissa who lent me her witch costume, I DRESSED UP!  First time since I was probably 10 or 11.  It was so much fun!  I had so much eyemakeup on that most people didn't recognize me until I started talking to them.  Don went as a BSU fan...I'll explain in the next picture...our friends Bart &amp;amp; Alissa are in this picture with us. They went as a 1980's couple.  The funny thing is...she bought all her stuff at Wet Seal in the mall last week...IT'S ALL NEW STUFF!  Even the sturup pants!  Can you believe that?  I don't know if I'm ready for those styles to come back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaw5ys1OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/N3AUjlvp8I8/s1600-h/BSU+Fans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262415223287764194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaw5ys1OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/N3AUjlvp8I8/s400/BSU+Fans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, so the Halloween party was held on Friday night, at the exact same time as the BSU game.  Now, we are big BSU fans, but some guys in our ward are HUGE BSU fans.  We were impressed to see these guys at the party (trucks in the parking lot with BSU flags on them), being good husband's and Dad's by supporting family functions. There were so many men dressed as BSU fans that I had to get a picture of them all together.  Chris, on the left, is holding his new daughter in a BSU sling made personally for him by his Mother-in-law...too cute.  I thought Don's apple-cider in the cup added the perfect 'football-fan' touch to the picture (kind of funny because no one in the picture drinks alcohol, but it sure looks like he's holding a beer :-))&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/734990999716390219-3254790736491383523?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3254790736491383523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3254790736491383523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3254790736491383523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3254790736491383523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SQfaxF7L3lI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qID0PrDn7D8/s72-c/Emma+Butterfly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-7833975158656956110</id><published>2008-10-20T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:59:17.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cucumber Boats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPyqcxw1LpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XCPAt1N2J2A/s1600-h/Cucumber+boats+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265876233105042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPyqcxw1LpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XCPAt1N2J2A/s400/Cucumber+boats+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don's Grandma, we affectionatly call "GG" for Great Grandma, gave the kids some overgrown cucumbers from her garden to make into cucumber boats. Kassy enjoyed it for a while, but this was definately a Hunter activity. He even asked for extra's to bring home so he could build some with his friend Jaden.   After Hunter and Jaden were done with them they had used up every toothpick in the house!  But, they had a great time...who knew cucumbers could be so much fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-7833975158656956110?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7833975158656956110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=7833975158656956110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7833975158656956110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7833975158656956110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/cucumber-boats.html' title='Cucumber Boats'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPyqcxw1LpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XCPAt1N2J2A/s72-c/Cucumber+boats+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-4651629915043270700</id><published>2008-10-20T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:43:54.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise State Broncos</title><content type='html'>Friday night Don &amp;amp; Hunter went to the BSU vs. Hawaii game here in Boise.  The Broncos won 27-7.  Don &amp;amp; I both attended BSU.   Don received 2 bachelors degrees from BSU...so we're BIG fans!  I was bummed that I couldn't go with them.  The girls &amp;amp; I had a 'girl party' at home.  Don was kind enough to send me this picture of the game from his phone.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPylaRUvt5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/sZP9W-BSXK8/s1600-h/BSU+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260335607494546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="324" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPylaRUvt5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/sZP9W-BSXK8/s400/BSU+game.jpg" width="457" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-4651629915043270700?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4651629915043270700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=4651629915043270700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4651629915043270700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4651629915043270700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/boise-state-broncos.html' title='Boise State Broncos'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPylaRUvt5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/sZP9W-BSXK8/s72-c/BSU+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8176433559902451090</id><published>2008-10-16T13:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:34:50.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's 2nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>On October 5th, Miss Emma Gale turned 2!!!  We had a quiet family celebration, just the 5 of us.  Of course we had to make some cake!  Emma loves chocolate; so we had chocolate cake with chocolate frosting.  Emma likes the frosting the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWSuONRII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Lg28QhghkCo/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257836338367775874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWSuONRII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Lg28QhghkCo/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don &amp;amp; Emma, singing Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWSPqfjPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/18AcSjAcy2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257836330164915442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWSPqfjPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/18AcSjAcy2Y/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma enjoying her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWR2qioMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/IF_n6wEi3Is/s1600-h/DSC_9412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257836323454230722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWR2qioMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/IF_n6wEi3Is/s400/DSC_9412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma opening her presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8176433559902451090?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8176433559902451090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8176433559902451090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8176433559902451090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8176433559902451090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/emmas-2nd-birthday.html' title='Emma&apos;s 2nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SPeWSuONRII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Lg28QhghkCo/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1432464172867416381</id><published>2008-10-07T09:21:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:41:45.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THUNDERBIRDS!!!!</title><content type='html'>We live about 1 hour from Mountain Home Air Force Base, where once a year they host a free airshow for the public. This year the Thunderbirds were there, they are the stunt pilot team of the Air Force. We have seen the Blue Angels (Navy) in Pensacola a few years ago, so we were pretty excited to see the Thunderbirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFUldPHBI/AAAAAAAAANg/rC7kwAuPat4/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Kassy+with+Thunderbird+Pilots.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254439978956430354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFUldPHBI/AAAAAAAAANg/rC7kwAuPat4/s400/Hunter+%26+Kassy+with+Thunderbird+Pilots.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy with Thunderbird Pilots.  Don had to tease me that I made the kids get in the picture so I could talk to the pilots.  What can I say...women like a man in uniform...Whew-who!  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Nikon 80-400 VR lens for my camera, which I rarely get the chance to use. Don suggested I bring it to the air show and I was SO GLAD he did! These pilots were amazing, I was glad I had the lens to capture these close up shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFVEr1W_I/AAAAAAAAANw/3U072W4I08c/s1600-h/Pacific+Prowler+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254439987339156466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFVEr1W_I/AAAAAAAAANw/3U072W4I08c/s400/Pacific+Prowler+close.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a WWII Pacific Prowler...pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB4n1TzmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WxfeZ_cgCUg/s1600-h/2+skydivers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436200023051874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB4n1TzmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WxfeZ_cgCUg/s400/2+skydivers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sky-divers...man does that look like fun!  I want to go skydiving again someday...take Don with me this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB409lhsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JmexeTM73wI/s1600-h/doublewing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436203547428546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB409lhsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JmexeTM73wI/s400/doublewing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Double-wing doing tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB5cLynuI/AAAAAAAAANI/I49Yx4lFmzg/s1600-h/Fagen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436214075989730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB5cLynuI/AAAAAAAAANI/I49Yx4lFmzg/s400/Fagen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fagen doing acrobatics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the acrobatic planes and sky-divers...it was time for the Thunderbirds.  I moved through the crowd to the front fence as the pilots made their way to their planes.  It's impressive to watch the pilots and crew as they execute their tasks.  Something as simple as pilots boarding their planes is done in unison and with precision.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFUnu6aQI/AAAAAAAAANY/q-heRKergqI/s1600-h/Female+pilot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254439979567442178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFUnu6aQI/AAAAAAAAANY/q-heRKergqI/s400/Female+pilot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is "Jessica"...the only female Thunderbird Pilot!!!  Way to go Jessica!  My hero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SO5oT51K6eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vtD6NHrqqjg/s1600-h/Pilot+waving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255252506338585058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SO5oT51K6eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vtD6NHrqqjg/s400/Pilot+waving.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my FAVORITE SHOT of the day!!  (again, gota love that lens!)  The pilots each waved at the crowd as they taxied to the runway.  It made me pretty emotional to think that today they are leaving the crowd to do a show, but there are times they are leaving to go to war.  Yet they go anyway.  I was humbled as I watched them, and honored that they fight for me whom they have never met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SO5nkQ577gI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aK48P3ihZLw/s1600-h/thunderbird+line+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255251687898869250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SO5nkQ577gI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aK48P3ihZLw/s400/thunderbird+line+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Thunderbirds in a climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFU6VARiI/AAAAAAAAANo/9pMpnbIXcrY/s1600-h/one+up+one+down+thunderbirds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254439984559048226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFU6VARiI/AAAAAAAAANo/9pMpnbIXcrY/s400/one+up+one+down+thunderbirds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One flying inverted over the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB57h2eyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pv0yHcYBcf0/s1600-h/DSC_9388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436222490016546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuB57h2eyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pv0yHcYBcf0/s400/DSC_9388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This all happened so fast I just got their smoke!  3 planes crossed this point at the exact same moment, one going left, one going right, and one spiraling up through the middle.  &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/734990999716390219-1432464172867416381?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1432464172867416381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1432464172867416381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1432464172867416381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1432464172867416381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/thunderbirds.html' title='THUNDERBIRDS!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOuFUldPHBI/AAAAAAAAANg/rC7kwAuPat4/s72-c/Hunter+%26+Kassy+with+Thunderbird+Pilots.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-7313826851150969693</id><published>2008-10-07T09:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:21:21.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Hunter took Karate lessons, twice a week, for 2 years, starting when he was 5.  We got burnt out on the fact that there is no 'season' to karate...it never ends!  ;-)  He's been wanting to play soccer, so we signed up!  He is #4 on the Blue Devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOt8wKY6JQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1yVrYWz8Dyk/s1600-h/Hunter+Soccer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254430557122209026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOt8wKY6JQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1yVrYWz8Dyk/s320/Hunter+Soccer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter was fortunate to get put on the same team as his friends Jaden and Calvin.  It is a returning team, so most of the boys have played before, but Hunter had jumped right in and is enjoying himself.  We are having a BLAST watching his games on Saturdays.  I have to admit, at first I thought it would be annoying to be tied down on Saturdays, but I had so much fun watching his first game, I was hooked!  Hunter is having fun playing, learning a lot about the sport and himself.  He can't wait to get a trophy!  He was bummed to find out that it's not actually gold.  :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOt8wc10wVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jpIb1DuNC8Y/s1600-h/Hunter+Soccer+Game+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254430562075328850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOt8wc10wVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jpIb1DuNC8Y/s320/Hunter+Soccer+Game+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday he played his game in a downpour!  I know, I know, it NEVER rains in Idaho, right?  Well, it dumped durring his game.  Luckily another Mom, Kit, shared her umbrella with us.  We don't even own one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-7313826851150969693?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7313826851150969693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=7313826851150969693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7313826851150969693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/7313826851150969693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/soccer-anyone.html' title='Soccer Anyone?'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOt8wKY6JQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1yVrYWz8Dyk/s72-c/Hunter+Soccer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-807786524272821045</id><published>2008-10-05T17:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:40:03.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Effervescence</title><content type='html'>When my Mom was pregnant with their first child my Dad said "You'd better hope it's a boy, because I can't be the father of girls."  Needless to say he got 4 girls, only 1 boy.  The Lord gives you what you can handle, and often, what you need.   Now when my Dad talks about raising girls he smiles and talks about the 'effervescence' that girls bring into life.  The giggling, hugs &amp;amp; kisses, singing, twirling, skipping around instead of walking...effervescence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVuttzJCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OHAp1gq6INI/s1600-h/Maskara+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253824701338428450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVuttzJCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OHAp1gq6INI/s320/Maskara+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma found some maskara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVu4ldcPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sZ85V0jKjPc/s1600-h/Silly+Kassy+Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253824704256241906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVu4ldcPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sZ85V0jKjPc/s320/Silly+Kassy+Face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVvAJyULI/AAAAAAAAAMY/j6gkL72fXHM/s1600-h/Emma%27s+PJ%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253824706287653042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVvAJyULI/AAAAAAAAAMY/j6gkL72fXHM/s320/Emma%27s+PJ%27s.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma LOVES her PJ's that Nana made for her! She puts them on, runs to Don and while pointing to herself she says "pretty!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-807786524272821045?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/807786524272821045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=807786524272821045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/807786524272821045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/807786524272821045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/effervescence.html' title='Effervescence'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlVuttzJCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OHAp1gq6INI/s72-c/Maskara+Emma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-344813251066827782</id><published>2008-10-05T17:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:38:25.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK BAND!</title><content type='html'>My nephew Joe, who is 24, came to visit us for 5 days in August. He was working in Portland for the summer, then headed down to California to work for the Fall, so he stopped in and stayed with us. We love it when he or his brothers come by! I grew up with these boys, they are more like my little brothers than my nephews. Don had to be out of town on business for 2 of the days, so it was wonderful to have Joe here for company and he's a big help with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe brought Rock Band with him, which we just had to try out. We like Guitar Hero, so we thought we'd like Rock Band. What we didnt' realize is how much the kids would like it too! Hunter is so hooked on the drums, it was cracking us up! He put it on practice mode and played "Mississippi Queen" about 20 times, until he was at 98% accuracy. It got to the point where Hunter would ask Joe if he could play Rock Band, and Joe would say "Sure, if you don't play Mississippi Queen." We were singing it in our sleep. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlPoBCh5VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OplnZsfg6Gk/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Jaden+playing+RockBand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253817989196801362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlPoBCh5VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OplnZsfg6Gk/s400/Hunter+%26+Jaden+playing+RockBand.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter on drums, Jaden on Guitar...Rockin' it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-344813251066827782?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/344813251066827782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=344813251066827782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/344813251066827782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/344813251066827782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/rock-band.html' title='ROCK BAND!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlPoBCh5VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OplnZsfg6Gk/s72-c/Hunter+%26+Jaden+playing+RockBand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-478604678218436357</id><published>2008-10-05T14:48:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:28:12.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don's Birthday Weekend - Crazy Idaho Weather</title><content type='html'>Oh, yeah...he get's an entire weekend for his birthday! :-) We spent the weekend of Don's birthday at the cabin with our friends Matt &amp;amp; Tana Parke. They kept teasing me about calling it "Don's birthday weekend". He's so special he gets an entire weekend!  Especially when your birthday falls on Labor Day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt &amp;amp; Tana pulled their boat up and we spent Saturday on Lake Alturas.   The kids rode in the tube, Matt &amp;amp; Don both ski'd and wakeboarded.  Tana &amp;amp; I were too chicken to brave the cold water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIqqoruTI/AAAAAAAAALg/mdgBeaHc_C8/s1600-h/Kassy+on+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253810338141026610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIqqoruTI/AAAAAAAAALg/mdgBeaHc_C8/s320/Kassy+on+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kassy playing on the beach at Alturas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpjc_QBI/AAAAAAAAALI/vcL9GT28mqs/s1600-h/Hunter+fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777333684224018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpjc_QBI/AAAAAAAAALI/vcL9GT28mqs/s320/Hunter+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunter tried to catch fish in the inlet, with a net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpzIqR5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/qUD04pfW4K0/s1600-h/Happy+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777337893930898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpzIqR5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/qUD04pfW4K0/s320/Happy+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma had fun running back and forth across the inlet bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we attended church in Stanley then hung out at the cabin.  Tana made us a 'Southern Boil' for dinner.  We had never experienced it before, and we were skeptical, but it was SO GOOD!  Here's how you do it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boil water in a huge pot, add quartered new potatoes, carrots, a few canned jalapeno's, sliced Kelbasa, and shrimp.  Cook it all together until it's done, then added corn on the cob for the last few minutes.    While everyting is cooking you cover the table with butcher paper, or in our case, plastic sacks.  You are not allowed to use any utensils!  When the food is done, strain it and pour it down the middle of the table.  You make your condiment piles on the table top, eating with your hands.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so delicious!  I was honestly surprised at how good it was, and what a fun way to eat a dinner!  We all enjoyed the change of pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIq0i42NI/AAAAAAAAALo/sXmULTRhf5M/s1600-h/Southern+Boil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253810340801075410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIq0i42NI/AAAAAAAAALo/sXmULTRhf5M/s320/Southern+Boil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt, McCade, Kassy, Hunter, Grace, &amp;amp; Tana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIrCzYZLI/AAAAAAAAALw/GjC9fIfGaYo/s1600-h/Southern+Boil+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253810344628348082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIrCzYZLI/AAAAAAAAALw/GjC9fIfGaYo/s320/Southern+Boil+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tana, Rick, Gage, Don, &amp;amp; Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpKl-XzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2N3YAwgi5W8/s1600-h/Bella+%26+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777327011028786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpKl-XzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2N3YAwgi5W8/s320/Bella+%26+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella &amp;amp; Emma, 4 months apart in age, had a great time playing together.  Emma kept calling Bella Molly (her cousin she played with the last time we were at the cabin).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up to 2 inches of snow on Monday morning!!!  Yep, that's the mountains for ya.  Waterskiing on Saturday....snow on Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpEZ3_qI/AAAAAAAAALA/U_OnHbRZPMc/s1600-h/Don+%26+Emma+in+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777325349666466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkqpEZ3_qI/AAAAAAAAALA/U_OnHbRZPMc/s320/Don+%26+Emma+in+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma &amp;amp; Don in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlKLVLgXhI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tCx1rpl0wjs/s1600-h/Sawtooths+in+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253811998828813842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlKLVLgXhI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tCx1rpl0wjs/s320/Sawtooths+in+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scene from our truck window as we drove home Monday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-478604678218436357?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/478604678218436357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=478604678218436357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/478604678218436357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/478604678218436357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/dons-birthday-weekend-crazy-idaho.html' title='Don&apos;s Birthday Weekend - Crazy Idaho Weather'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOlIqqoruTI/AAAAAAAAALg/mdgBeaHc_C8/s72-c/Kassy+on+beach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3461965756250041054</id><published>2008-10-05T13:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:48:40.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>Hunter is 8, starting 3rd Grade. For him, the first day of school isn't a big deal anymore. He was, however, excited to learn that his 2 best friends, Jaden &amp;amp; Carson, are in his class. We have heard wonderful things about his teacher, I'm sure it'll be a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmN2-ngbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dMg2RZ6kceI/s1600-h/Hunter,+Emma,+Kassy+1st+day+of+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253772459842699698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmN2-ngbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dMg2RZ6kceI/s320/Hunter,+Emma,+Kassy+1st+day+of+school.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter, Emma &amp;amp; Kassy on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmNqmSaGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a7p9MXWrYA8/s1600-h/Kassy+-+First+day+of+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253772456519428194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmNqmSaGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a7p9MXWrYA8/s320/Kassy+-+First+day+of+school.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy is now 5 and starting Kindergarten. She was very excited about school! Now worried or nervous. Kassy has always been an independant child. She wanted to ride the kindergarten bus home from school from day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmN3K6e6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/D7lG0Y2PcXA/s1600-h/Kassy+at+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253772459894274978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmN3K6e6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/D7lG0Y2PcXA/s320/Kassy+at+school.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy in front of their school, Hunter Elementary, on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmOOLtKHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/mgsDzEwMWp4/s1600-h/Kassy+getting+off+the+bus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253772466071611506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmOOLtKHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/mgsDzEwMWp4/s320/Kassy+getting+off+the+bus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy getting off the kindergarten bus on the first day of school.  She loved it!  We knew she would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-3461965756250041054?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3461965756250041054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3461965756250041054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3461965756250041054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3461965756250041054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkmN2-ngbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dMg2RZ6kceI/s72-c/Hunter,+Emma,+Kassy+1st+day+of+school.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1861864124553266857</id><published>2008-10-05T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:01:38.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy's Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kassy was born was 2 inches of black hair, which never fell out, and has continued to grow long and beautiful. Her hair is so healthy and thick, it's always been so easy to wear it long. Well, several of the girls in our church ward have recently cut their hair short. Kassy thought they looked so cute she wanted to cut hers as well. I don't care how she wears her hair. I've always thought it was her decision. I want to give my children power to make these small decisions so they feel they have control over somethings...pick your battles, you know? After some sweet talking of her Dad, he gave his consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkO3VaHCdI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GTe8CBosIpQ/s1600-h/Kassy%27s+hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746784106645970" style="WIDTH: 465px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" height="318" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkO3VaHCdI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GTe8CBosIpQ/s400/Kassy%27s+hair.JPG" width="442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy is one of the lucky one's, great hair that is versatile, can be worn many ways. She loved it at first, but 3 days later was crying "I want my long hair back. I wish I never cut it." Sometimes we have to learn the hard way what we like and why. So, even though she looks beautiful with short hair, we are now in the process of growing it long again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1861864124553266857?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1861864124553266857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1861864124553266857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1861864124553266857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1861864124553266857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/kassys-hair-cut.html' title='Kassy&apos;s Hair Cut'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOkO3VaHCdI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GTe8CBosIpQ/s72-c/Kassy%27s+hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2790006195531871536</id><published>2008-10-05T09:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:57:27.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing Beauties</title><content type='html'>Kassy's cousin Savannah is 6 months older than Kassy, and they are BEST friends!  They adore each other, but we live on opposite sides of the state.  Savannah's mom Lacy had to come to Boise for a few days so she let Savannah have a sleep-over with Kassy.  They were so excited!  They are the kind of friends that just go play, I never have to interfere or referee.  I wish we lived closer so they could spend more time together, but they enjoyed their sleep-over very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOji6c6OLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dgAkvqoz07E/s1600-h/Bathing+Beauties+-+Emma,+Savannah+%26+Kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253698459148364882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOji6c6OLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dgAkvqoz07E/s320/Bathing+Beauties+-+Emma,+Savannah+%26+Kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma, Savannah, &amp;amp; Kassy in a bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOji6n2g_2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f9PXdOmhKKw/s1600-h/Emma+Bath+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253698462085611362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOji6n2g_2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f9PXdOmhKKw/s320/Emma+Bath+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Emma full of bubbles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2790006195531871536?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2790006195531871536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2790006195531871536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2790006195531871536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2790006195531871536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/bathing-beauties.html' title='Bathing Beauties'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOji6c6OLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dgAkvqoz07E/s72-c/Bathing+Beauties+-+Emma,+Savannah+%26+Kassy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-5319667880934705200</id><published>2008-10-04T23:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:49:16.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss the cook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOjhDjovrXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L_oa50L2JlI/s1600-h/kassy+cooking+with+mittens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253696416549678450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOjhDjovrXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L_oa50L2JlI/s320/kassy+cooking+with+mittens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet little Kassy, she is always wanting to help me cook. Lately, though, she's had some 'close calls'. I had to post this picture to show how inventive she is. She figured out how to solve her cooking problems....she'll just wear gloves! Why didn't I think of that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-5319667880934705200?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5319667880934705200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=5319667880934705200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5319667880934705200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5319667880934705200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/kiss-cook.html' title='Kiss the cook!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOjhDjovrXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L_oa50L2JlI/s72-c/kassy+cooking+with+mittens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1508240141770133852</id><published>2008-09-28T19:45:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:42:43.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon Coast</title><content type='html'>We spent 4 days at the Oregon Coast in July. We started the trip by driving to Portland. What should have been an 8 hour trip turned into a 12 hour trip. We got stuck in The Dalles for 4 hours due to a brush fire that closed the interstate. The kicker is that we almost missed the fire, we were about the 15th car diverted off the interstate when they closed it. We were so close! Oh, well, we're making memories, right? So, we finally got to Portland where we stayed for the night. The next morning we went to the Portland zoo. We made the trip with 4 other families: The Zweifel's, Schow's, Jensen's, &amp;amp; Tibbits. We all went to the zoo except the Jensen's. They decided to meet us at the beach house later that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX9n240aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/aJQPbF5tfAY/s1600-h/Roberts+Family+at+the+portland+zoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251575356673544610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX9n240aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/aJQPbF5tfAY/s320/Roberts+Family+at+the+portland+zoo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Family at the Portland Zoo: Hunter, Don, Kassy, Emma, &amp;amp; Tracy. I absolutely LOVED Portland with the dense forests all around. It was nice to be in such a lush environment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJtNZ3KI/AAAAAAAAAII/qalatYoYHTM/s1600-h/Hunter,+Jaden,+Reese,+Emma,+Maddie,+Jackson,+Halle,+Kassy+%26+Kaylee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438125315120290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJtNZ3KI/AAAAAAAAAII/qalatYoYHTM/s320/Hunter,+Jaden,+Reese,+Emma,+Maddie,+Jackson,+Halle,+Kassy+%26+Kaylee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hoodlum's! Hunter, Jaden, Reese, Emma, Maddie, Jackson, Halle, Kassy, &amp;amp; Kaylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-4s9WtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mQ2htDkQq1s/s1600-h/Dinosaur+spraying+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257619514743506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-4s9WtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mQ2htDkQq1s/s320/Dinosaur+spraying+kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Portland Zoo had a Dinosaur exhibit with life-like mechanical dinosaurs. This one spit water into the air randomly, which the kids loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJZcyH6YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ddv0KNnWTn0/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Don+TREX.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277867085982082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJZcyH6YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ddv0KNnWTn0/s320/Hunter+%26+Don+TREX.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don &amp;amp; Hunter in front of the T-Rex. They had a Lions roar recorded that played randomly for the growl of the T-Rex. It was pretty loud and scared Kassy half to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJTnoNfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4oklyU3JkD8/s1600-h/Hunter+%26+Emma-Portland+Zoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438118445790706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJTnoNfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4oklyU3JkD8/s320/Hunter+%26+Emma-Portland+Zoo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; Hunter at the zoo. Emma had an awesome time. This little girl continues to amaze me on trips. She's so easy going, goes with the flow of whatever we're doing. She wasn't scared by any of the animals or sounds, just had fun seeing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPAgrhtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NILO2-kC-8E/s1600-h/Maddie,+Halle,+Kassy,+Kaylee,+Jaden+%26+Hunter+BEARS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553665116505810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPAgrhtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NILO2-kC-8E/s320/Maddie,+Halle,+Kassy,+Kaylee,+Jaden+%26+Hunter+BEARS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie, Halle, Kassy, Kaylee, Jaden, &amp;amp; Hunter measuring up to the bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo and a trip to the Nike Employee store, we headed to Seaside to the beach house. As I mentioned, we rented a beach house with 4 other families for 3 nights. It was a great way to vacation! We split up meal assignments, the kids had lots of friends to play with, and the adults could play games and such after the kids went to bed. It was awesome, we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, the first moment I walked out onto the beach in Seaside I thought "this isn't the ocean, this has to be a lake" because of the landscape. I was raised in the southeast where forested mountains going into a body of water was a lake. It was strange for me to see this kind of vegetation next to the ocean. It was beautiful! But, it was a little cold. After 3 days there I decided I'm a warm beach kind of girl. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beach house was in Seaside, Oregon. The first morning we got up around 7 and headed down to the beach to see what we could find. There were hardly any shells to be found, but there were TONS of Sanddollars. I have never seen so many sanddollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPE4EyyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3gWJgtu_w9k/s1600-h/kassy+with+Sand+Dollar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553666288372514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPE4EyyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3gWJgtu_w9k/s320/kassy+with+Sand+Dollar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJYfIWedI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CtYMYrn1zDk/s1600-h/Emma%27s+Sand+Dollar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277850536212946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJYfIWedI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CtYMYrn1zDk/s320/Emma%27s+Sand+Dollar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy's Sanddollar &amp;amp; a CLOSE look at Emma's Sanddollar. :-) The girl doesn't really know how to be subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJZNCC_hI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZwulKaB27wk/s1600-h/Haystack+Rock+on+Cannon+Beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277862857801234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJZNCC_hI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZwulKaB27wk/s320/Haystack+Rock+on+Cannon+Beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haystack Rock at Cannon Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-mgnMkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nen6BYwQZ4c/s1600-h/Alisa,+Angela,+Tracy,+Cristin,+%26+Jen+Close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257614631121474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-mgnMkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nen6BYwQZ4c/s320/Alisa,+Angela,+Tracy,+Cristin,+%26+Jen+Close.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Girls" - Alissa, Angela, Me, Cristin, &amp;amp; Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPZZs8yI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PEbAz0Tq3Mk/s1600-h/Mike,+Olivia,+Bart,+Mark,+%26+Don+-+throwing+game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553671798125346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEPZZs8yI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PEbAz0Tq3Mk/s320/Mike,+Olivia,+Bart,+Mark,+%26+Don+-+throwing+game.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike, Olivia, Bart, Mark, &amp;amp; Don playing some game I can't remember the name of ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJYzOvnvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pl9Qi7r478w/s1600-h/Halle,+Kassy,+%26+Kaylee+Mermaids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277855931735794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJYzOvnvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pl9Qi7r478w/s320/Halle,+Kassy,+%26+Kaylee+Mermaids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mermaids - Halle, Kassy, &amp;amp; Kaylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbKUDxrLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8-oDTTLHeT4/s1600-h/Jaden,+Hunter+%26+Jeff+digging+the+hole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438135743720626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbKUDxrLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8-oDTTLHeT4/s320/Jaden,+Hunter+%26+Jeff+digging+the+hole.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaden, Hunter, &amp;amp; Jeff digging a hole in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbKL_HgdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mlWnbOQOwCk/s1600-h/Jaden,+Hunter+%26+Bart+finished+hole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438133576696274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbKL_HgdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mlWnbOQOwCk/s320/Jaden,+Hunter+%26+Bart+finished+hole.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaden, Hunter, &amp;amp; Bart with their finished hole. The boys were so proud of their hole, but they were super impressed when Bart carved out the stairs for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-my6QJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_fecfuR6tnM/s1600-h/Boys+in+the+Hole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257614707867794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2-my6QJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_fecfuR6tnM/s320/Boys+in+the+Hole.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the boys in the hole: Hunter, Jaden, Don, Jackson, Jeff, Bart, Tyson, Mark, Mike, &amp;amp; Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEOrgGMOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jt2NNVFM3IY/s1600-h/Kassy+running+in+surf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553659476914402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEOrgGMOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jt2NNVFM3IY/s320/Kassy+running+in+surf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy running through the surf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEO4cvdRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hpoUf8K4pE4/s1600-h/Kassy+screaming+at+the+cold+water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553662952502546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFEO4cvdRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hpoUf8K4pE4/s320/Kassy+screaming+at+the+cold+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy was sitting in the sand, dripping it on her legs. She looked so happy I just had to take her picture. Little did I know the moment I was going to snap the picture the cold water rolled in and I got an AWESOME candid shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2_YmUy1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/09gMh_Rm1Dk/s1600-h/Emma+smiling+with+mountains+behind.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257628076854098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2_YmUy1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/09gMh_Rm1Dk/s320/Emma+smiling+with+mountains+behind.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJY_jOEpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/41wwNV3Ut9U/s1600-h/Happy+Emma+on+the+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277859238843026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOBJY_jOEpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/41wwNV3Ut9U/s320/Happy+Emma+on+the+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Emma had a BLAST on the beach! She ran all around splashing in tide pools, covering her feet, etc. Several strangers stopped to watch her, she was just having so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2_Ack_RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V-ed68CwUbk/s1600-h/Emma+lying+in+her+hold+laughing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257621593521426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOA2_Ack_RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V-ed68CwUbk/s320/Emma+lying+in+her+hold+laughing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma found her own hole to play in. :-) She laid in this hole for at least 20 minutes, rolling around and just enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX9QspjrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Z4EMMRi7Sxw/s1600-h/Peek-A-Boo+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251575350456585906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX9QspjrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Z4EMMRi7Sxw/s320/Peek-A-Boo+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home to Boise, we stopped just east of Portland at Multnoma Falls. It's a beautiful waterfall, the pictures don't do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJw2H72I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XtdwYC08wf0/s1600-h/Hunter,+Kassy,+Don+%26+Emma+at+Moltnoma+Falls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438126291218274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SODbJw2H72I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XtdwYC08wf0/s320/Hunter,+Kassy,+Don+%26+Emma+at+Moltnoma+Falls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter, Kassy, Don, &amp;amp; Emma at the bottom of Multnoma Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX-NeKV9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/_ZgemfHyh60/s1600-h/Roberts+Family+at+the+top+of+Moltnoma+Falls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251575366770382802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX-NeKV9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/_ZgemfHyh60/s320/Roberts+Family+at+the+top+of+Moltnoma+Falls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike to the top of the falls is 1 mile long. The kids really wanted to do it, so away we went! They did great and the view from the top was well worth it. The Columbia river is an awesome sight from up there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-1508240141770133852?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1508240141770133852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1508240141770133852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1508240141770133852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1508240141770133852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/oregon-coast.html' title='Oregon Coast'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SOFX9n240aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/aJQPbF5tfAY/s72-c/Roberts+Family+at+the+portland+zoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-5698205937919503313</id><published>2008-09-20T21:40:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:17:21.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin week 2008</title><content type='html'>Each summer the Roberts family spends a week together at the family cabin in Smiley Creek, Idaho. This year we were able to stay the entire week. It was actually the most restful and carefree week I've ever spent at the cabin. I love being up there, in the heart of the Sawtooth mountains. Waking up to crisp cool air in the morning, georgeous scenery, hiking, fishing...it doesn't get much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD6rrmT6I/AAAAAAAAADI/r4hPIsIx0_A/s1600-h/Roberts+Family+cabin+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248316353695600546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD6rrmT6I/AAAAAAAAADI/r4hPIsIx0_A/s400/Roberts+Family+cabin+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group! (L-R) Ryan, Molly, Sophie, Lacy, Savannah, Kassy, Don, Rick, Hunter, Tracy (me), Emma, Nancy, Gage, Triton, Taylan, Torrey, Lana, Tabrina, &amp;amp; JR (aka "Hollywood"). This picture was taken after church, in front of the Sawtooth mountain range in Stanley, Idaho. The church there is incredible. It's an old log cabin, sides lined with stained glass windows of mountain scenes, and the front wall is entirely windows looking out to the peaks. The view from the pew makes it hard to concentrate on the speaker. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do as many outdoors activites as we can while at the cabin. One day we drove up to Loon Creek with our kids and Rick, had a picnic lunch, then hiked down to the river to hunt for rocks (Hunter and Kassy insist on having rock collections) and do some fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFXstWcrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H8FK-6fzeuI/s1600-h/Kassy,+Don+%26+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248317951699219122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFXstWcrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H8FK-6fzeuI/s400/Kassy,+Don+%26+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don with his girls: Kassy &amp;amp; Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFYAKoX3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/21CH3oLy4HY/s1600-h/Emma+at+camp+site.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248317956922302322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFYAKoX3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/21CH3oLy4HY/s400/Emma+at+camp+site.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Emma stepped in the creek, getting her pants soaking wet, within 10 minutes of arriving at Loon Creek. The fire to roast hot dogs also roasted her pants, socks and shoes. The little stinker is lucky she's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD62HRpNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eSq0q9dz73E/s1600-h/Hunter,+Kassy+%26+Papa+walking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248316356496041170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD62HRpNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eSq0q9dz73E/s400/Hunter,+Kassy+%26+Papa+walking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter, Kassy, &amp;amp; Rick (Papa) walking down to the river. Rick was looking for fish, the kids looking for anything they can't find in our backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFXb71qZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/18jXqB8zWkU/s1600-h/kassy+climbing+up+from+cliff+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248317947196582290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFXb71qZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/18jXqB8zWkU/s400/kassy+climbing+up+from+cliff+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don, Hunter and Kassy climbed down onto this ledge overlooking the river to look for Rick. Dixie, our 9 year old Lab, followed them down there. After a few mintues they climbed back up and we started hiking out. We kept hearing a strange sort of noise and after a minute realized it was Dixie! She was yelping for help, she couldn't get up off the ledge. Don walked back and called to her, and she finally jumped up. Hunter &amp;amp; Kassy were so relieved! At times it seems they could care less about Dixie, not playing with her for days at a time. But the rest of the day they talked about how sad they would be if we had lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFYen2P1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xxdgN821m_k/s1600-h/My++kids!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248317965097910098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFYen2P1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xxdgN821m_k/s400/My++kids!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy, Emma, &amp;amp; Hunter. They always have a great time outdoors. We'd love to be able to live at the cabin, or someplace in the mountians, for the entire summer. We'll have to work on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD7mMRNHI/AAAAAAAAADg/cZtG7S0bmLE/s1600-h/A+boy+and+his+Dog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248316369401885810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD7mMRNHI/AAAAAAAAADg/cZtG7S0bmLE/s400/A+boy+and+his+Dog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Rick &amp;amp; Don fished, the kids looked for rocks. They each have rock collections at home and were determined to add to them! This bend in the river provided a nice wide spot where the water was shallow enough that they could wonder out but I wasn't freaking out! I love this picture of Hunter &amp;amp; Dixie looking for rocks together. My favorite pictures are often not good shots of someone's face. Rather, they do capture the person's life. Dixie was Hunter's best friend for years, I know he dearly loves her, so I love this picture of them 'hunting' for a great rock together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD79y9k-I/AAAAAAAAADo/2ULRWEzJCOo/s1600-h/Hunter%27s+pickle+rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248316375738192866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD79y9k-I/AAAAAAAAADo/2ULRWEzJCOo/s400/Hunter%27s+pickle+rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loot! Hunter holding his "Dill Pickle" rock. He actually carried that thing all the way back to the truck, and it now sits in his room with his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFW5SiL8I/AAAAAAAAADw/A1VuOWROxSk/s1600-h/Kassys+Rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248317937896533954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXFW5SiL8I/AAAAAAAAADw/A1VuOWROxSk/s400/Kassys+Rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy holding her favorite rock. I love rocks when they are wet, the colors really come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don enjoys motorbiking, which I can't do right now with the kids. The boys wanted to go motorbiking for a day: Don, Hunter, Rick, &amp;amp; Gage. While they were motorbiking, Lacy, Ryan &amp;amp; I decided to take our girls fishing to the kids' pond at the Sawtooth Fish Hatchery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CF6MAvxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sNHwOEvJ2v4/s1600-h/Sophie+%26+Kassy+catching+fish+with+the+net.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250566147358637842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CF6MAvxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sNHwOEvJ2v4/s400/Sophie+%26+Kassy+catching+fish+with+the+net.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie &amp;amp; Kassy trying to catch a fish with their net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3Il3Q0tlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/X7DbF42najc/s1600-h/Emma%26+Molly+Loving+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250573293399094866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3Il3Q0tlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/X7DbF42najc/s400/Emma%26+Molly+Loving+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly &amp;amp; Emma (4 months apart in age) giving each other loves. They became the best of friends durring cabin week. What a blessing, having a cousing your age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_Xrj7F5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/cWJyzEaDTNs/s1600-h/Kassy+cutting+worms.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250563154135160722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_Xrj7F5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/cWJyzEaDTNs/s400/Kassy+cutting+worms.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the little girls wanted to pull the worms apart to put them on the hooks, so Kassy devised a way of cutting them apart. She and Savannah had so much fun cutting the worms apart with rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CGJFaKAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1BEcbQh5GjE/s1600-h/Ryan+%26+Kassy+with+her+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250566151357474818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CGJFaKAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1BEcbQh5GjE/s400/Ryan+%26+Kassy+with+her+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy &amp;amp; Uncle Ryan with her fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_XxbC1MI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uo76lnH30_s/s1600-h/Kassy+touching+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250563155708531906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_XxbC1MI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uo76lnH30_s/s400/Kassy+touching+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassy touching her fish before putting him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In past years we've gone to Lake Alturas with the kids while the men are off motorbiking. But, this year we went to Redfish a lot. It is a little further drive, about 25 minutes, but well worth it! The beach area at Redfish is shallow, like 1-2 feet deep, all the way out to the end of the docks. It's perfect for the kids to play and swim around, without being in deep water. Plus, Redfish has a lodge with a restaurant and bathrooms, and a little store where you can buy drinks and treats...and floaties! We loved it! I think we spent 3 or 4 days at Redfish this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CFzqiCCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/igSnmsuPpB8/s1600-h/Molly,+Kassy+%26+Savannah+-+July+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250566145607600162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN3CFzqiCCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/igSnmsuPpB8/s400/Molly,+Kassy+%26+Savannah+-+July+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly, Kassy, &amp;amp; Savannah on the beach at Redfish Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_YjW2hqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8hlWXXiHi8A/s1600-h/Moly,+Emma+%26+Taylan+on+Redfish+Beach+-+July+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250563169112721058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_YjW2hqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8hlWXXiHi8A/s400/Moly,+Emma+%26+Taylan+on+Redfish+Beach+-+July+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly, Emma, &amp;amp; Taylan on the beach at Redfish Lake. Molly is 4 months older than Emma, who is 2 months older than Taylan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_YedDhpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aQbzBX4JRtU/s1600-h/Molly+%26+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250563167796561554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SN2_YedDhpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aQbzBX4JRtU/s400/Molly+%26+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly &amp;amp; Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always enjoy the cabin and the mountains, but this year was different for some reason. We seemed to really stop and enoy it. By the time we were ready to go home Hunter asked "if we get lots of money, can we live at the cabin? There's so much to do. Home is borring, I know every inch of our backyard." I was happy he had such a good time, but sad about his comment on the backyard. I have always loved our home, and still do. But, he's right! We live in a subdivision with a fenced in back yard. There is just only so much for a little boy to do. I grew with up acres and acres of woods to explore...which we took full advantage of! Our goals constantly change in life, mine changed with his comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-5698205937919503313?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5698205937919503313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=5698205937919503313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5698205937919503313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/5698205937919503313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/cabin-week-2008.html' title='Cabin week 2008'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNXD6rrmT6I/AAAAAAAAADI/r4hPIsIx0_A/s72-c/Roberts+Family+cabin+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-2440142557356954152</id><published>2008-09-16T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:09:57.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>We spent the 4th of July in Alta, Wyoming visiting Don's sister Lacy, her husband Ryan, and their 3 girls: Savannah (5), Sophie (3), and Molly (2).  Kassy &amp;amp; Emma were in heaven with so many girls to play with. Hunter, my awesome little boy, makes the best of being surrounded by girls.  While there we HAD to partake in 2 culinary treats we can't get in Boise: 1) greasy food from the drive-in including carmel pop-corn, 2)Huckleberry milkshakes made with locally picked huckleberries (YUM!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_AeYnOKI/AAAAAAAAACo/0v8YS21R3uA/s1600-h/Tracy+%26+Emma+Teton+Canyon+Waterfall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833212019652770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_AeYnOKI/AAAAAAAAACo/0v8YS21R3uA/s400/Tracy+%26+Emma+Teton+Canyon+Waterfall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One afternoon we packed a lunch and hiked up Teton Canyon.  They live at the foot of the Tetons, on the opposite side from Jackson Hole, Wyoming.  The view from their backyard is breathtaking!  A 15 minute drive from their house and we were hiking up the canyon.  This waterfall was the perfect spot to stop and take a picture.  Emma has always loved hiking with me in her backpack.  The rocking motion made her so tired that she fell asleep.  I felt badly for her, her poor little head bobbing all around, so I took off the backpack and carried her in my arms where she could sleep better. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_Azc5yfI/AAAAAAAAACw/-s1Fb1t--Sw/s1600-h/Savannah,+Hunter,+Sophie+%26+Kassy+over+raging+river.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833217674791410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_Azc5yfI/AAAAAAAAACw/-s1Fb1t--Sw/s400/Savannah,+Hunter,+Sophie+%26+Kassy+over+raging+river.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoy hiking with our kids!  They are awesome hikers, we love the exercise and scenery, and there are so many places to hike in Idaho. It's the perfect activity for our family.  Don &amp;amp; Hunter are always happier if there is good fishing at the end of the hike.  :-)  Not this time, but we did cross some raging rapids. Pictured is Savannah, Hunter, Sophie, &amp;amp; Kassy on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_BewfXKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mGz2bP-BHSg/s1600-h/Emma+%26+Mom+swinging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833229299670178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_BewfXKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mGz2bP-BHSg/s400/Emma+%26+Mom+swinging.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th we spent the day in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.  We witnessed a 'wild-west' shootout in the street &amp;amp; listened to live music in the park.  We had time to kill before dinner so we played in the park with the kids.  I love to swing with Emma, she has so much fun with it!  We were also fortunate to be invited to a private home in the hills around Jackson for dinner.  After dinner we all watched the fireworks from their lawn, which was several houses down the street from where they set off the fireworks for the city. It was an amazing view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_BmriWRI/AAAAAAAAADA/8iqhHdpeMuw/s1600-h/4th+of+July+Kassy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246833231426378002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_BmriWRI/AAAAAAAAADA/8iqhHdpeMuw/s400/4th+of+July+Kassy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't resist getting the kids matching flag shirts to wear for the 4th. They also bought little American flags at the park in Jackson.  I love this picture of Kassy next to the river, with the evening sun shining on the water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-2440142557356954152?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2440142557356954152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=2440142557356954152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2440142557356954152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/2440142557356954152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SNB_AeYnOKI/AAAAAAAAACo/0v8YS21R3uA/s72-c/Tracy+%26+Emma+Teton+Canyon+Waterfall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-1545905169710019356</id><published>2008-09-14T20:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:50:44.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassy &amp; Dacia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3NZoYsROI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ij2hDjN0yn4/s1600-h/Kassy+%26+Dacia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246074981177902306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3NZoYsROI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ij2hDjN0yn4/s400/Kassy+%26+Dacia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Mom has always said Kassy looks like Dacia, Don's sister. Kassy has always loved Dacia. She used to say "Mom, Aunt Dacia said to call her so we can hang out. So, can I call her and tell her to come get me?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year Dacia's husband, Joel, enlisted in the army and is now stationed in California. We had Dacia over for dinner before she left to join Joel at their new home. Kassy was very sad to see Dacia go. I love this picture, it captures their beauty and their love for each other.&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/734990999716390219-1545905169710019356?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1545905169710019356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=1545905169710019356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1545905169710019356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/1545905169710019356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/kassy-dacia.html' title='Kassy &amp; Dacia'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3NZoYsROI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ij2hDjN0yn4/s72-c/Kassy+%26+Dacia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-282908258499207612</id><published>2008-09-14T19:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:37:20.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Bo-Bemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3Dz8bNcVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FKqH93_uf6M/s1600-h/Emma+Riding+Her+Horse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246064438117495122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3Dz8bNcVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FKqH93_uf6M/s320/Emma+Riding+Her+Horse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Miss Emma...&lt;br /&gt;Our third child, our little blonde baby.  There are so many things I can say about her.  She is so full of life and energy, fearing nothing.  She is almost incapable of walking, she always skips or dances along.  Turn on music and she'll instantly break out into dancing with a huge smile on her face.  She adores her mother, always wanting Mom to hold her.  Her brother &amp;amp; sister spoil her rotten, protesting when we arn't giving her what she wants.  She is starting to say so many things, trying everything and busting out with complete sentances that stun us.  Emma LOVES to be thrown into the air.  She can wear out anyone's arm muscles and still want more.  We adore her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3DzVyoeJI/AAAAAAAAACA/0MKtJZKJh3o/s1600-h/Daddy+throwing+Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246064427746752658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3DzVyoeJI/AAAAAAAAACA/0MKtJZKJh3o/s320/Daddy+throwing+Emma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3DzkojgHI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZyX0RJbKxMo/s1600-h/Don+Throwing+Emma+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246064431731015794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3DzkojgHI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZyX0RJbKxMo/s320/Don+Throwing+Emma+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-282908258499207612?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/282908258499207612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=282908258499207612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/282908258499207612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/282908258499207612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/emma-bo-bemma.html' title='Emma Bo-Bemma'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SM3Dz8bNcVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FKqH93_uf6M/s72-c/Emma+Riding+Her+Horse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-8326379740974885768</id><published>2008-09-13T20:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:02:00.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June 28th - Hunter's Baptism</title><content type='html'>Hunter was baptised, by his Father Don Roberts, into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on June 28th, his 8th birthday.  It's crazy to think he's old enough.  He's an amazing boy, I absolutely adore him.  He has always been kind and thoughtful, a happy child who makes his own fun and entertains himself well.  Hunter is not a complaigner.  He loves his family dearly, and takes great care of his little sisters. We are very proud of him for the person he is.  We are excited that he wanted to be baptised.  I feel confident that the Lord is proud of who Hunter chooses to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx85Svv8TI/AAAAAAAAABo/YzcN2QTB0aQ/s1600-h/Hunter+and+Don+by+Christ%27s+baptism+picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704989706285362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx85Svv8TI/AAAAAAAAABo/YzcN2QTB0aQ/s320/Hunter+and+Don+by+Christ%27s+baptism+picture.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don &amp;amp; Hunter just before the baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx854xl6-I/AAAAAAAAABw/JPZwtmI2Dak/s1600-h/Gage,+Torrey,+Rick,+Don,+Gale,+%26+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704999914564578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx854xl6-I/AAAAAAAAABw/JPZwtmI2Dak/s320/Gage,+Torrey,+Rick,+Don,+Gale,+%26+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage Roberts (Uncle), Torrey Roberts (Uncle), Rick Roberts (Grandpa), Don Roberts (Dad), Hunter, Gale Roberts (Great-Grandpa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx7wrDqr1I/AAAAAAAAABg/1itmLGVX2bo/s1600-h/Family+Baptism.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245703742101827410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx7wrDqr1I/AAAAAAAAABg/1itmLGVX2bo/s400/Family+Baptism.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Family after the baptism: Emma, Tracy, Hunter, Don, &amp;amp; Kassy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-8326379740974885768?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8326379740974885768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=8326379740974885768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8326379740974885768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/8326379740974885768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/june-28th-hunters-baptism.html' title='June 28th - Hunter&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMx85Svv8TI/AAAAAAAAABo/YzcN2QTB0aQ/s72-c/Hunter+and+Don+by+Christ%27s+baptism+picture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-4226718292343731154</id><published>2008-09-13T17:00:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:27:11.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June - Camping at Redfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxPw5PJ2AI/AAAAAAAAABA/fvg6DbMCQtU/s1600-h/roberts+family+at+Red+Fish+Lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245655367396481026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxPw5PJ2AI/AAAAAAAAABA/fvg6DbMCQtU/s320/roberts+family+at+Red+Fish+Lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started the summer off with a camping trip up to Redfish Lake, Idaho. We went with 4 other families, all with kids around our kids ages, so of course it was a blast. My favorite part was splitting up meal assignments. It's nice to know that you have one huge meal to cook, the rest of the time you can just relax. We ate way too much, but camping food is so good!&lt;br /&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;You don't want to camp in the mountains of Idaho without a tent heater, or some seriously good sleeping bags! The temperatures dipped into the low 30's each night, so we got good sleeping bags and brought our tent heater along. Little did we know, the heater has some problem with it and it would shut off after about 30 minutes. Needless to say, we were a little cold. At least I was. Everyone else seemed to sleep just fine. Hunter scooted so far down inside his sleeping bag, I couldn't see him in the morning when I looked over. He scared me for a second until I realized he was just way down inside keeping warm. The first morning Kassy poked her head out of her bag, hair going every direction, and said "I didn't know camping was SO MUCH FUN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxH-4AthrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/09ogCGQiJrw/s1600-h/Emma+throwing+dirt+on+herself.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245646811492615858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxH-4AthrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/09ogCGQiJrw/s320/Emma+throwing+dirt+on+herself.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxKMrFR95I/AAAAAAAAAAY/kCuU1COEULM/s1600-h/dirty+emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245649247563544466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="186" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxKMrFR95I/AAAAAAAAAAY/kCuU1COEULM/s320/dirty+emma.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;Emma had a BLAST! The girl is not afraid of anything, especially getting dirty. She was dirty before we got our tent set up. As you can see, she's throwing hand-fulls of dirt onto her back. She did this for about 10 minutes straight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids all had a great time playing with each other. 'The girls' kept having their club meetings in the back of Don's truck. Pictured is Halle, Kassy, Isabelle, Emma &amp;amp; Maddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxO4cu58XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9TLnTvKIPH0/s1600-h/Halle,+Kassy,+Isabelle,+Emma,+%26+Maddie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245654397672354162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxO4cu58XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9TLnTvKIPH0/s320/Halle,+Kassy,+Isabelle,+Emma,+%26+Maddie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don &amp;amp; Emma by the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxMUyfU9kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/suOAaoQcxyI/s1600-h/don+and+emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245651586014049858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxMUyfU9kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/suOAaoQcxyI/s320/don+and+emma.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;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;We took the kids down to the kid pond at the Sawtooth Fishing Hatchery to catch some fish. Some of the kids in our group had never caught a fish, so we had high hopes. The kid pond did not disapoint! Each child caught at least 1 fish, Kassy caught 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxOLt3GxzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MEwy-VI1yKQ/s1600-h/kassy%27s+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245653629176039218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxOLt3GxzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MEwy-VI1yKQ/s320/kassy%27s+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxNFXYDAnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/y101L-a430M/s1600-h/kassy+reeling+in+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245652420549345906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxNFXYDAnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/y101L-a430M/s320/kassy+reeling+in+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt4YwJR7I/AAAAAAAAABI/DvrXs1MRiCk/s1600-h/kassy+paning+for+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fishing we drove about 40 minutes from Redfish to Custer, Idaho. It's an old Ghost town from the early 1900's. Several buildings have been restored, I think it's a great place to spend a few hours learning about history. We have been here several times, but this was our first time panning for gold. I was so surprised when the kids found some! They both came home with gold flecks taped to a card that says 'I struck it rich in Custer, Idaho!'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245688481464272818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt4YwJR7I/AAAAAAAAABI/DvrXs1MRiCk/s320/kassy+paning+for+gold.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt4twgYwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TjtcJazWtDI/s1600-h/Hunter+paning+for+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245688487102931714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt4twgYwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TjtcJazWtDI/s320/Hunter+paning+for+gold.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last morning was Father's Day. After breakfast, the kids gathered around and sang 'I'm so glad when Daddy comes home' to the Dad's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt5BBkhII/AAAAAAAAABY/RSPMGRgY0pQ/s1600-h/kids+singing+fathers+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245688492274779266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxt5BBkhII/AAAAAAAAABY/RSPMGRgY0pQ/s320/kids+singing+fathers+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/734990999716390219-4226718292343731154?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4226718292343731154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=4226718292343731154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4226718292343731154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/4226718292343731154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping-at-redfish.html' title='June - Camping at Redfish'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qorVPx1MAgM/SMxPw5PJ2AI/AAAAAAAAABA/fvg6DbMCQtU/s72-c/roberts+family+at+Red+Fish+Lake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734990999716390219.post-3399875993867027363</id><published>2008-09-10T20:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:36:28.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Finally On!</title><content type='html'>I love to scrapbook. I love it for the times I see my kids pull out their scrapbooks and spend an hour looking through it, asking me to read it to them or showing pictures to each other - remembering. That's what it's all about for me; journaling our lives through the pictures I take. I want them to remember what kind of family we were, the things we did, how much time we spent together, and the things that truly mattered to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really great at keeping up to date (within two months or so) with the pictures until about a year ago. My daily routines have changed in many ways, the pictures are now piling up and it's making me sad. I see many friends journal through blogging, so I thought I'd give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I started sending out a monthly email to our friends and family, complete with pictures, to keep everyone up to date on my crew. I then took that and scrapbooked it each month. It worked great until this summer. The last one I sent out was May 2008. I'm going to start there and catch up on the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/734990999716390219-3399875993867027363?l=robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3399875993867027363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=734990999716390219&amp;postID=3399875993867027363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3399875993867027363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/734990999716390219/posts/default/3399875993867027363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertscrazycrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-word-blog.html' title='I&apos;m Finally On!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755544489130128714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
