<?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-8251301928103627616</id><updated>2012-01-16T00:36:13.307-08:00</updated><category term='Quick-up-to-date'/><title type='text'>Life as an Aguirre</title><subtitle type='html'>life without laughter is not living at all</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7336759733745334663?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7336759733745334663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7336759733745334663' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7336759733745334663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7336759733745334663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/10/were-back.html' title='we&apos;re back'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6189468807452567739</id><published>2010-07-16T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:29:42.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>private</title><content type='html'>we are terribly sorry but our blog is going private.  we have had some unusual comments from people we don't know and don't really care to.  it will still be free but we are making it private.  we will be doing this shortly so please comment with your email so we can sent you an invite to the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-1021904527192651425</id><published>2010-05-24T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:05:15.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s-EqYS3rI/AAAAAAAAAq4/__JC-xgGyIw/s1600/photo(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s-EqYS3rI/AAAAAAAAAq4/__JC-xgGyIw/s200/photo(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475038021815557810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam waiting at the dentist office, look at that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the day I had been dreading for a long long time.  As most of you know, I HATE the dentist.  I would rather go to the gyno and get a pap smear that walk into that office that has "that" smell with the sound of the drill and the suction thing getting stuck to people's cheeks.  I honestly was terrified.  For Kam.  She had to have two crowns and three fillings today.  The pediadontist recommended that we do sedation with the little fart to have it all taken care of at once.  I had a pep talk with her yesterday, told her everything that was going to take place.  She didn't seem scared at all... as for mom, I was freaking out for her.  We got there and she played and ran around so happy.  They came and gave her a shot to make her sleepy so they could do the IV and she fought it for about 10 minutes... she was NOT giving into that medicine.  (the kid after her was out in about 60 seconds).  She was "under" in the procedure for about 75 minutes.  She did so good and came out with two shiny silver teeth and a few fillings.  She was hilarious while waking up.  She was a little chatter box, but all the words were SO slow and so not making sense.  On the way home in the car, Danny played the Ryan Shupe "corndog" song for her cause the kids love it... she tried with all of her might to sing along, but was about 5 seconds behind the whole time.  It the middle she tried with all of her might to give me a YEE HAW!  I got the giggles so bad.  Had to be one of the funniest things she has ever done.  Tonight, she is doing great.  Had some mashed potatoes for dinner with some bread and watched a few cartoons... she is good to go... still a little unsteady on those feet, and saying some funny stuff, but much much better.  As for me, I have made a big decision that the next time that I have to have dental work done, I am opting for the IV sedation as well.  I want to wake up and have it all over too Kam.  So proud of you sis.  You are so brave!  Alot more brave than mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-1021904527192651425?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1021904527192651425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=1021904527192651425' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1021904527192651425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1021904527192651425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/brave-girl.html' title='Brave girl'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s-EqYS3rI/AAAAAAAAAq4/__JC-xgGyIw/s72-c/photo(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8561748145795149241</id><published>2010-05-24T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:52:37.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does a princess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s7ZXANFbI/AAAAAAAAAqw/1IeAYQ9Lgbk/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s7ZXANFbI/AAAAAAAAAqw/1IeAYQ9Lgbk/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475035078856611250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s7ZBkX_1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LUYlqEiypF4/s1600/photo(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s7ZBkX_1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LUYlqEiypF4/s200/photo(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475035073102741330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kambrie is obsessed with princesses.  She is always asking, how do princesses... fill in the blank... It got so bad with the how do princesses get into the car?  How do princesses brush their teeth?  How do princesses get dressed?  When at dinner one night we got the "how do princesses eat their dinner?"  Our response was "PRINCESSES ARE JUST NORMAL PEOPLE!!!"  It has kinda been a joke around here.  The other morning I was getting ready and putting on my make-up.  Kam was watching very intently.  I told her that when I was finished, we would put some on her.  After putting some blush, eye shadow and mascara on her she told me that SHE needed to do her own lipstick.  She went to the bathroom and got her little hand mirror from nursery to put the lipstick on all by herself.  After she finished, I got the "mom, look I did it just like a princess."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8561748145795149241?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8561748145795149241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8561748145795149241' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8561748145795149241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8561748145795149241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-does-princess.html' title='How does a princess?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s7ZXANFbI/AAAAAAAAAqw/1IeAYQ9Lgbk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6650326339469781202</id><published>2010-05-24T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:47:25.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have the cutest kids or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s6LEleZVI/AAAAAAAAAqg/LlmVOeFya40/s1600/photo(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s6LEleZVI/AAAAAAAAAqg/LlmVOeFya40/s200/photo(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475033733882864978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s6Ky8CaNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/hHyztCTNFxQ/s1600/photo(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s6Ky8CaNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/hHyztCTNFxQ/s200/photo(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475033729145661650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some cute pics of the kids the last few weeks... man they are cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6650326339469781202?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6650326339469781202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6650326339469781202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6650326339469781202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6650326339469781202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-i-have-cutest-kids-or-what.html' title='Do I have the cutest kids or what?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s6LEleZVI/AAAAAAAAAqg/LlmVOeFya40/s72-c/photo(6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8018924473334444517</id><published>2010-05-24T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:45:06.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s5lE0M5RI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WLeoZvgqyt8/s1600/photo(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s5lE0M5RI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WLeoZvgqyt8/s200/photo(5).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475033081109603602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January, Kadee starting taking ballet.  We promised her that if she did well in school that she could pick an activity.  She held up her end of the bargain and so did we.  She picked ballet.  She has done so well and made alot of new little friends in her class.  She has her big recital on the 13th of June.  She got her costume for it not too long ago and this is a picture of her on picture night at the dance studio.  Is she the cutest ballerina or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8018924473334444517?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8018924473334444517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8018924473334444517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8018924473334444517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8018924473334444517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ballerina.html' title='The Ballerina'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_s5lE0M5RI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WLeoZvgqyt8/s72-c/photo(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6451124941426259202</id><published>2010-05-19T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:34:55.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quick-up-to-date'/><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn-H9PLwI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pmPK44c5LxI/s1600/kids+easter+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn-H9PLwI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pmPK44c5LxI/s200/kids+easter+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473043395403263746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Sorry, Sorry its been a while but here we go.  A lot new has happened and i (Danny) will try to sum it all up for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Jen is feeling much better. No residual signs of her headaches or passing out.  She is the best wife and mother ever.  We might be ready to paint the pilot with all of her driving (yellow with some back checkers)  No one is more excited for our move to logan than jen.  everyday more and more clients are calling to ask if they can be squeezed into the days she is planning on working.  she called the salon last week and was assured that a spot would be made available for her when she wants it.  i guess she is also the best hair stylist ever.  she has been having a great time with the kids and watching them grow up into little people.  She still looks as good as the day i met her and i love er more now than ever.  i don't know how to explain it but the world is just better because she is in it. everything that is going on with the rest of the family is in short because of jen in one way or another (everything positive at least). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_a10zXi6pI/AAAAAAAAAqI/NtGw4JuQvv0/s1600/24785_331191833465_714228465_3476561_1738113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_a10zXi6pI/AAAAAAAAAqI/NtGw4JuQvv0/s200/24785_331191833465_714228465_3476561_1738113_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473762315862207122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Lilly is almost the size of a small car.  Kidding of course but her growth is out of control, as is she with her crawling and looks soon to be walking.  As parents we are extremely bias, but we're pretty sure as with our other children she is pretty advanced.  We have had some ear infection problems and after the fourth consecutive trip to the doctor and round of antibiotics we were begging for tubes (we just needed some sleep for gripes sakes.)  Finally we were referred to an ENT that told us her ears were clear after the last round of antibiotics and that Lilly was to little to just do them but for sure if she gets another ear infection to jsut bring her in and they would schedule the procedure.  Well we are nut sure if that scared Lilly to health, or if Heavenly Father knew we couldn't afford a procedure or what but since then clear ears and happy child...until...the two bottom teeth decided to visit.  Those little bastards are sharp and they are just sitting at the doorstep making our lives miserable.  we cans ee them and they look to be almost through so we are sitting with our fingers crossed and earplugs in hoping that any day now they will be through and Lilly will return to normal.  &lt;br /&gt;On a slightly funnier note Lilly tried to scale the garbage can and the 'wall' tipped on top of her.  luckily our light bin did not allow here to get too high so it was more scare than hurt but it was scary then a bit funny to walk into her lying underneath the can with "am i dying" fear on her face was pretty cute then came the tears. Well that about does it for Lilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9z4SvNI/AAAAAAAAApw/R0eeQr7ucLY/s1600/lilly+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9z4SvNI/AAAAAAAAApw/R0eeQr7ucLY/s200/lilly+stand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473043390013816018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly likes to stand on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Kambrie is living the dream.  Wake up, someone gets me breakfast, play, someone gets me lunch, play, someone gets me dinner, play, bath (which someone does for me), and bed.  how nice would it be.  Kam is great and doing well.  she is getting so big.  she can now peddle her bike all the way to Nana and Pappa's without complaining or stopping which for those little legs and her melodramatic tendencies is HUGE!!!  We are hoping to get rid of the training wheels this summer.  her eating habits are improving but we are going to visit the dentist next week for some serious work, tow caps and some fillings.  The dentist has officially warned us of snack grazing and juice. we have fixed that problem and amped up our daily oral hygiene regiment, we still brush twice daily and floss but we have added a rinse with water ofter every meal and if she is going to have a drink not at a meal it is water and and if a snack she eats it and is done, no walking around with it and grazing for hours.  Man does she do some funny things.  There is nothing really specific that she does...she is jsut funny and cute.  watching her run is a joy...she has to crouch down, load up her shoulders and lean forward to get started and you think by the effort she puts into it she is going into warp speed but then she begins to run and there is more effort moving her up and down than forward, you really have to see it to appreciate the cartoonish nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9twTrhI/AAAAAAAAApo/qmjdfmtQSJg/s1600/Kam+read+the+paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9twTrhI/AAAAAAAAApo/qmjdfmtQSJg/s200/Kam+read+the+paper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473043388369710610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen walked in on Kam 'reading the paper' upon asking what she was doing kam replied 'I can't read!' with a smile and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Kadee is finishing up the first grade and that little squirt can read.  not just 'see me run' but a real book, real sentences and some difficult words.  now as adults if we want to say something that we don't want her to hear we have to spell it so fast that either we misspell it or the other person can't process it fast enough so we end up having to wait till after bedtime (by then we have usually forgotten) or we have to leave the room to pass on the information.  So far the most exciting things, as far as we can tell, were the treats she got to bring for her birthday and her field trip to wheeler farm.  man was she excited to go to the farm.  i think she was more excited to bring a lunch, and not any old lunch a brown paper sack.  Jen offered to pack her lunch in the super cute princess tin lunchbox that she got at the beginning of the year but kadee held out for the brown paper sack because she wanted somehting that 'i can through in the garbage can when i'm done!'  i don't know if it's right to teach our children to create waste but it sure was fun helping her get excited about the brown sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9OOAUlI/AAAAAAAAApg/QAP2FmSskso/s1600/27077_342264143465_714228465_3513798_1675033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn9OOAUlI/AAAAAAAAApg/QAP2FmSskso/s200/27077_342264143465_714228465_3513798_1675033_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473043379904336466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Suess day at school kadee was cindy lou, and i think she is a bit cuter than the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- I (Danny) got accepted to USU and am doing pretty well in school.  we move to Logan on the june 19th weekend.  but classes start on the 14th of june so a long commute for the first week.  we are all excited to open this new chapter of our lives and education.  i am looking for an internship or co-op that has in the field of engineering and has insurance (I WANT OUT OF SMITH'S) so if anyone has any ideas...?&lt;br /&gt;i also got punched last week and got three stitches.  some shoplifters tried to get away with some smokes (10's of cartons) and so i gave chase and caught the slower one (hey i never said i was fast and where do you think Kam gets it from) but while wrestling the slower one into submission (which i did) the faster one sucker punched me in the face from behind without me knowing he was there.  I got my three stitches out yesterday as well as a notice that the one that i caught is looking at a felony robbery charge and possibly prison time.  Yeah eat that SUCKA!!!  They think they found the one that punched me but need someone to id him but i only saw the back of his head (i said i was slow) and never saw him when he punched me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn-bLgCjI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Dap-LIiR9Cc/s1600/Punch+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn-bLgCjI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Dap-LIiR9Cc/s200/Punch+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473043400563362354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken a couple of hours after the big cheap shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is a quick up-to-dating i know i forgot a lot of stuff but i forgot it so i can't tell you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'live long and prosper' or at  least catch stupid people doing stupid stuff and let the police taze them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6451124941426259202?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6451124941426259202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6451124941426259202' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6451124941426259202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6451124941426259202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/S_Qn-H9PLwI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pmPK44c5LxI/s72-c/kids+easter+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8383751147292700384</id><published>2010-01-17T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:41:11.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New week, new life</title><content type='html'>Well, life is SO much better since Danny made the last post.  I mean like life and death different.  After I had the EEG on the last post they didn't find any irregularities with the test.  And I even had two episodes while they were doing the test.  The second one I almost passed out... So, if it was seizures, they definitely would have shown.  After they got the results to that they told me that they think I am suffering from Migraines with Aura and that they could possibly be hormone induced.  I told them that I had just had a baby four months ago, then started back on birth control pills and switched after one month to another... cheaper kind.  Big mistake I guess.  The thing that makes me the most crazy about all of this is that one of the very first things I did when all of this was really starting to become a problem was call my gyno and ask if by any chance it could be the new birth control I was on.  I got an absolutely not... and was sent to an internist.  Anyhow, at the hospital they gave me the meds for the migraines in my IV and it completely knocked me out.  I had passed out 2 more times that morning.  After the drugs I slept for about 3 hours... when I woke up I felt a TON better.  I had no headache anymore.  My arms didn't feel and tingly and weak.  I felt like I was a little unsteady but absolutely NOTHING like I was going to pass out.  I told the DR and they told me that they would send me home with a prescription for it.  I asked if I could go home and they told me I could get dressed.  YAHOO!  So, when we got home I put my birth control pills in the garbage and started to take my new meds every night and viola... today I feel better than I have for a year.  A few days ago I looked up migraines with aura.  The symptoms are straight down the line of what I have been experiencing.  Dizziness or lightheaded... sometimes loosing consciousness.  Numbness or tingly feeling in an extremity.  Loss of vision or blurry vision.  Stiff neck.  Waking up feeling like you have been "hit by a train".  Trouble speaking, slurred speech or not being able to say the words you are trying to say.  A headache that only lasts 10-20 minutes.  Yep, straight down the line.  ALL of the things I have been complaining about everyday for MONTHS!  It even said that some people experience hallucinations.  Man am I glad it didn't get to that point for me.  I feel so incredibly blessed that the DR listened to me... looked at the possibilities and figured it out.  The thing on the internet said you can only imagine how scary these symptoms would be for someone experiencing them for the first time.   Hello.... yes, very scary.  I am so thankful for a husband that didn't think I was crazy and supported me through all of this mess.  I feel so lucky to be one of the people that get to find out what is causing me to feel like crap everyday and that there is something I can take and something I can stop putting in my body to make me feel like a normal functioning person again.  When we were in the ER the doctor told me many times that 50% of people that suffer from syncope, fainting, we never know the cause of.  Hello... not a thing you should tell someone that has fainted 5 times in about 12 hours.  How in the world could you ever be a mom or wife.  I would have to have someone not only watch me all the time but take care of my kids.  I feels so blessed.  This week is going to be so much better than last and it will only continue to get better.  I for one am scared to death to ever do any kind of birth control again... man, I had NO idea that hormones could screw your body up to that extent!  I actually heard that they can be deadly... scary.... and so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blessing my husband gave me he told me there was reason to be concerned, but not to be afraid.  He was so right.  I am so thankful to have a wonderful husband who holds and honors his priesthood and can give me a blessing when I need it.  It brings SO much comfort and strength.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health is something I have definitely taken for granted.  I feel so lucky to be healthy and happy and well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8383751147292700384?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8383751147292700384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8383751147292700384' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8383751147292700384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8383751147292700384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-week-new-life.html' title='New week, new life'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-914677682785640584</id><published>2010-01-13T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:13:51.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ER</title><content type='html'>no not the tv show.  Jen has been sick (dizzy spells and fatigue) for several months now.  the S#$@* really hit the fan yesterday when she fainted.  then she fainted again. and then we went to the ER and she fainted again, again, and again, and then once more this morning.&lt;br /&gt;lets start at the beginning, many know that the reason Jen was induced with lilly was becasue she fainted while being observed for preeclampsia.  then, after the baby she was ok for about a month and then started having dizzy spells, at the time she had a bilateral earinfection (both sides) so we chalked it up to that.  but two rounds of antibiotics and still dizzy she went to an ENT who said her ears were good and no inner ear problems.  then the episodes seemed to get worse and she statrted to loose balance during the bad ones, so and internest sent us to a cardiologist and a holtermoniter for 24 hrs.  after a normal EKG and a normal echo cardiogram the results of the holter moniter they have 'confidently outruled a cardio problem.' that was monday (Jan 11.)  &lt;br /&gt;then tuesday (yesterday) happened.  after a couple of good EKG's and a couple of fainting spells we finally got a neurologist to come and do a work up.  nothing...so the kept us overnight in the observation unit.  we are now waiting for the EEG test, this because they think they might be small seizures.  but if she doesn't have an 'episode' while the test is being done then they can't tell what it is that is causing it but they will be able to tell if between episodes her brain waves are normal so again unless they 'catch' one we are no better than when we started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a far unrelated side note.  last night i had a premade spicey italian sandwich that was awesome...until i woke up with the worst stomach cramps ever, seriously thought while asleep in the ER they did experimental surgery to impregnate me with a full term baby to give birth today.  but a little pepto and some time i am good now.  i guess italians use the fear of cramps to lower stress levels so they don't combine spicy sandwiches and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going to be fine we feel that the drs are really trying to help us so we will keep you up to date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-914677682785640584?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/914677682785640584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=914677682785640584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/914677682785640584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/914677682785640584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2010/01/er.html' title='THE ER'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-9203306570421127448</id><published>2009-12-22T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:39:42.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TANK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SzFYtRccoDI/AAAAAAAAApY/s0qcsLgssCc/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SzFYtRccoDI/AAAAAAAAApY/s0qcsLgssCc/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418209361503494194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as father of three beautiful girls i have decided to build a tank for my children.  Yes you read correctly a TANK!!!  Luckily a family (the McQueens) have an old powerwheels that they are 'done' with and they donated it to the cause so i have motors, an axle, a battery and half the electronics for the machine.  i will keep the blog updated of progress.  i hope to be finished ASAP or at least before the semester break ends.  here is a picture of the dismantled powerwheels, kind of ironic that i am tearing apart a barbie jeep to build a tank for three girls.  oh well they have a lot of pink stuff already and the could use some masculine stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-9203306570421127448?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9203306570421127448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=9203306570421127448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9203306570421127448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9203306570421127448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/12/tank.html' title='THE TANK'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SzFYtRccoDI/AAAAAAAAApY/s0qcsLgssCc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-19675695692726303</id><published>2009-10-29T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:46:07.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SuoUPP6_LeI/AAAAAAAAApM/IbWv_otgj90/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SttdFjVFcaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/e-hQQ1kZojo/s200/39b61ae9-8cd0-4ba1-bb0e-18b312717ddfw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394007328670708130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-1258511434694100596?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1258511434694100596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=1258511434694100596' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1258511434694100596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1258511434694100596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/10/lillys-blessing-pics.html' title='Lilly&apos;s Blessing Pics'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SttdHOkjViI/AAAAAAAAAok/cDUfBbS9LFI/s72-c/335404c6-8d58-452e-9dd1-bd34f53b00f5w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5932755949084474138</id><published>2009-10-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:24:55.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!!!! It's danny time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Ss48daLJbpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zEx9II3N12w/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Ss48daLJbpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zEx9II3N12w/s200/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390312279949012626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you don't hear from me often, and i am sorry i have no supercute pictures, videos, or even a drawing.  just wanted to update the blog. (i am sick and tired of material science and need a break, plus it needs to be done.)  well, lilly is doing great her last dr. visit she had gained a pound and a half up to 7lb 12oz.  she sleeps pretty well for a newborn sometimes up to 5 hours at night.  Jen is the best mom that has ever existed.  not only is she a great mom she is the best wife anyone could ask for.  while i am spending 10-12 hours a day on campus, she is taking care of three kids(a six yr old, 3 yr old, and a three week old) and she still manages to look like a million bucks when i get home to a hot dinner.  hands down she would kill even june cleaver in a mom/wife off competition.  kadee is doing reall well in the first grade and loves it. Jen helps her with her homework everyday after school.  kambrie has started preschool (tuesdays and thursdays 9:30-12) and loves that she gets to go to school too.  we are not sure if she likes school more or the fact that she gets to eat lunch there, which is amazing to us becasue she is still struggling with the eating thing at home.  so is short we are doing really well.  love my wife, love my kids, and hey i even started spelling my name correctly which is always a plus.  &lt;br /&gt;lets all be nice and then we get treats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5932755949084474138?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5932755949084474138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5932755949084474138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5932755949084474138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5932755949084474138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-its-danny-time.html' title='Stop!!!! It&apos;s danny time.'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Ss48daLJbpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zEx9II3N12w/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3200852104079653015</id><published>2009-09-22T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:57:25.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just can't get enough of my little lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkUKMWe1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/BsWUXwimLfU/s1600-h/Photo-0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkUKMWe1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/BsWUXwimLfU/s200/Photo-0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384445126994459474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkT3Oe2HI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wZvdncKsZUY/s1600-h/Photo-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkT3Oe2HI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wZvdncKsZUY/s200/Photo-0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384445121903122546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkTLQjGAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/doaOp1omIvA/s1600-h/Photo-0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkTLQjGAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/doaOp1omIvA/s200/Photo-0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384445110100629506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3200852104079653015?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3200852104079653015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3200852104079653015' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3200852104079653015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3200852104079653015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-cant-get-enough-of-my-little-lady.html' title='just can&apos;t get enough of my little lady'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrlkUKMWe1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/BsWUXwimLfU/s72-c/Photo-0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2717659422122575778</id><published>2009-09-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:03:48.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S FINALLY HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjIjBYV6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/fjrWGb0fus8/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjIjBYV6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/fjrWGb0fus8/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910553198876578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjICWWKLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/s3DUS49hgmg/s1600-h/103_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjICWWKLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/s3DUS49hgmg/s200/103_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910544428443826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjHkez_iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lcdMoSHOYSA/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjHkez_iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lcdMoSHOYSA/s200/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910536410889762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjG8NqREI/AAAAAAAAAm0/D0BljGUmokc/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjG8NqREI/AAAAAAAAAm0/D0BljGUmokc/s200/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910525601530946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lillian Rose Aguirre was born on Sept 12, 2009 at 7:14 PM.  She weighed in at 6lbs 4 oz.  She is a tiny little thing and absolutely PERFECT!  She has auburn hair and TONS of it.  She has the longest fingers with totally manicured long nails, and the biggest feet and longest toes I have EVER seen on such a little thing.  Definitely got that from her mom.  She came out with a pouty bottom lip, just like Kambrie.  She was so worth all of the puking, crying, sleepless nights, peeing, complaining, contractions, worry and uncomfortableness.  I am totally in love with her.  I feel so incredibly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday the 11, we went to the dr for the second time in two days because he wanted to monitor my high blood pressure.  When we got there on Friday morning, it was even higher than Wednesday and there was also protein in my urine, another sign of pre eclampsia.  I had been having major vision issues since Saturday and frankly I was starting to get a little worried.  When I heard the words of "bed rest" come out of the mouth of my OB... I burst into tears.  Good heck, I was 38 weeks pregnant.. had been sent to the hospital I don't know how many times, and I was just ready to get this show on the road and get on with our lives.  After telling him, I had two other children to take care of and it wasn't going to happen, and bawling my eyes out... he decided to call the high risk ob and get her opinion on the situation.  She said, if she has protein, high blood pressure, vision issues, and is 38 weeks pregnant tomorrow, just get this over for her.  INDUCE THAT WOMAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so grateful.  Danny and I left for home to get all of our bags and drop Kam off to Nana.  When we got to the hospital and checked in the nurse said to me, "You are here to be monitored for blood pressure and possibly be admitted correct?"  I just looked at her and said, "I am NOT leaving, just so ya know."  They all started laughing, but I was DEAD serious.  Anyhow, they put us in our own room, which was good sign #1.  We got all settled and they started to monitor me.  Around 2:30, my bp reading was about 142/90 and then the next one it dropped to 99/55.  Then the room started to spin and I knew I was about to loose what I had eaten for dinner the night before.  Then... lights out.  The next thing I knew, I was surrounded by nurses and being poked and prodded.  They told me I just sealed the deal... I was not leaving without a baby.  &lt;br /&gt;That night at 10 pm they started cervadil and I started having contractions about 2 am.  At 8 am they started pitocin.  At noon I was in tears with pain.  I asked for my epidural and he was in a c section so I had to wait almost an hour and a half... don't wait til you are at that point to ask for one... When I finally got it, man I was LOVING life.  My dr broke my water and I progressed from a 2 to 7 by 4pm and to complete by 7 pm.  We got my dr there and I was able to get ready to have her.  I was so scared about the pushing part, having never done it before.  On the first contraction all I remember was pushing with everything I had in me.  The dr looked up and said, if you want any one else in here... they better come.  This baby will be born on the next contraction... I WAS FLOORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;All my family came in, which actually ended up being an awesome experience, and on contraction #2 Lilly was here.  Three pushes... I couldn't believe it.  It was so surreal and amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;I am so proud to be the wife of the most amazing man.  He could not have been more supportive and more of a rock to me through all of this.  He is the perfect person not only for me, but for the father of our 3 beautiful kids.  &lt;br /&gt;I am the most blessed woman and mother there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2717659422122575778?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2717659422122575778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2717659422122575778' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2717659422122575778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2717659422122575778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-finally-here.html' title='SHE&apos;S FINALLY HERE!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SrBjIjBYV6I/AAAAAAAAAnM/fjrWGb0fus8/s72-c/IMG_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5110988218142981854</id><published>2009-08-27T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:50:02.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee Lou is in the 1st grade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaX6z110I/AAAAAAAAAms/zh7U5mGBGNI/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaX6z110I/AAAAAAAAAms/zh7U5mGBGNI/s200/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374793678515984194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaXIuWUsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/PFzPFdvn72w/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaXIuWUsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/PFzPFdvn72w/s200/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374793665071174338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaWXG1OgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/hme87iMa2VU/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaWXG1OgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/hme87iMa2VU/s200/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374793651752090114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night we had back to school night.  When we got our packet and headed towards Kadee's classroom I started to think, man, I can not believe she will be in school all day long.  Is she really old enough for that?!?  Well, it really hit when we walked into her classroom and met her teacher, Mrs. Loveless, and she showed Kadee where her desk would be.  It is on the front row on the very end... and she even had a name tag on her desk.  At that point, honestly, I was choking back the tears.  It just seems unreal.  Anyhow, today was the big day...  last night she was so excited, she got back out of bed 3 times to ask me something about in the morning before school.  It was so cute.  This morning we had set our alarm at 7:20 to get her up and she was down to get us at 6:40... bed already made and all.  She had that backpack on and ready to walk out the door at 8:15... we can't be there until 8:40.  :)  It was pretty cute.  We all went to the school to drop her off and I stayed in the car with Kam while Danny walked her inside the fence.  She just looked so big, yet too small, walking away towards the school for the WHOLE day!  Danny got back in the car and was pretty quiet for a second.  "do you think she will be ok?  How sad.  I just hope she has a good first day."  It was so cute.  I think it hit him pretty hard that his little girl is growing up.  He missed all of that last year with being at work, so it was a whole new experience for him to drive away and leave her there.  She came home today EXHAUSTED!!!  She loved her first day, and her teacher and she even made a new best friend, although she can't remember her name... but she has stitches in her head.  She thought the best part of the day was the lunch room... although I think she mostly visited cause she came back home with half of her lunch still in her lunch box... she was starving though, definitely got eaten when she walked through the door.  I think that we won't have any problems crashing tonight and sleeping until she is woken up tomorrow morning by us.  Congrats Kadee!  We are so proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5110988218142981854?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5110988218142981854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5110988218142981854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5110988218142981854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5110988218142981854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/kadee-lou-is-in-1st-grade.html' title='Kadee Lou is in the 1st grade!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcaX6z110I/AAAAAAAAAms/zh7U5mGBGNI/s72-c/IMG_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-152292447711362838</id><published>2009-08-27T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:36:22.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly appt for baby Lillian</title><content type='html'>So, I went to the DR on Wednesday morning for my weekly appt.  He said that the baby is looking good although my belly is measuring a week behind, still at 35 weeks.  Which is where it has been for the last almost 2 weeks... humm... I have gained 2 lbs though so I know she is growing.  He also checked me, now that we know the placenta has moved that is ok to do, and he said that despite being up all night Tuesday contracting every 7 minutes, there is no dialation.  My cervix has started to soften though.  Anyhow, he said that really she can come at anytime.  I was still contracting while I was there and he told me that when they get to 5 minutes, to take myself to L and D!  HELLO!!!  I am going to do EVERYTHING in the book to get this business going!  If I wasn't contracting so regularly I would not be so anxious but honestly, I can NOT do this for almost 4 weeks still.  Last night and today has been much of the same.  Contracting and timing... not turning into anything too much though.  If anyone has any good tricks... LET ME KNOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-152292447711362838?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/152292447711362838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=152292447711362838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/152292447711362838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/152292447711362838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekly-appt-for-baby-lillian.html' title='Weekly appt for baby Lillian'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2055963161657058491</id><published>2009-08-27T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:31:20.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee turned 6!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcXBc1u5JI/AAAAAAAAAmU/idcreNqO66Q/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcXBc1u5JI/AAAAAAAAAmU/idcreNqO66Q/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374789993978848402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcXAsfy-_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/y1aRkjmbMaw/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcXAsfy-_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/y1aRkjmbMaw/s200/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374789981001939954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcW_8P3DBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/iZnSIM8pn_g/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcW_8P3DBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/iZnSIM8pn_g/s200/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374789968050195474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 20th was Kadee Lou's 6th birthday.  We had so much fun!  We planned a party at the bowery at the church.  We had a big blow up.. jumpy thingy.. with a water slide.  We also made a big slip and slide and had a little pool for the tiny tots.  Danny's mom and dad have a cotton candy machine and we did the candy cannon as well.  Needless to say, we wore the kids out and got them high on sugar.  Pretty sure everyone must have had a major crash when they got home.. I know our girls did!  Thanks to Danny and all the set up... not to mention covered HEAD TO TOE in cotton candy everyone had a blast!  Happy birthday sister sue!  We Love YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow amid all the excitement I forgot to take the camera to the party... when I get the pics from Stacey I will post them.  You have gotta see Danny covered in pink fluff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2055963161657058491?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2055963161657058491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2055963161657058491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2055963161657058491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2055963161657058491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/kadee-turned-6.html' title='Kadee turned 6!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SpcXBc1u5JI/AAAAAAAAAmU/idcreNqO66Q/s72-c/IMG_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8043472987153112953</id><published>2009-08-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:30:20.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillian Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SoTZ6wKxhCI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DG1mqpXpU6E/s1600-h/20090813143634968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SoTZ6wKxhCI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DG1mqpXpU6E/s200/20090813143634968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369656259118203938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday we went to the doctor for another appointment.  The last few days this baby girl has definitely done the BIG drop!  She is laying about 3 1/2 to 4 inches lower than she was before.  I am LOVING the fact that I can finally breathe again, but I have traded that luxury for some SERIOUS lower back pain.  All day on Tuesday, I was having contractions.  In the morning in lasted about an hour and a half and continued off and on all day.  The worst part of it was that I was not only feeling it in my belly, but the worst was in my lower back!  YIKES!  Since I was working all day, sure that didn't help the situation a ton.  Then, yesterday morning, when I got up to get ready to go to the doctor, I had some blood going on... so all things combined, I was a little nervous.  When we got to the dr. he was shocked at how far she had dropped so fast.  Also, he checked my cervix to make sure that was not where the blood had come from... which it wasn't, so good news there.  He set up my ultrasound for today.  When we went I was a little nervous and anxious to see what we would find out.  We found out that Lilly weighs about 5lbs 5 oz.. which is about 60% of the average for this point.  Some things she measured ahead of schedule... so I guess we will see what the dr has to say about that.  I also was worried that she was still a girl, for the fact that her room looks like it has been hosed down in Peptobismal.  From the pic up top, you can tell... FOR SURE A GIRL!!!  She has the right parts!  They also saw that her head was so far down, they couldn't see anything... they did a vag ultrasound to check the placenta, which her head was laying on my cervix, much to the techs surprise.  She looked at the placenta by blood flow and said, it would be the dr's call...  Still close, but not sure how close.  Little Lilly has grown a ton.  I can NOT believe how much bigger she is.  She is DEFINITELY out of room in there.  We did get a great look at her little face and she looks like she has chubby cheeks and Grandma Gwen and Aunt Stacey's chin.  She is a cute little fart.  Anyhow, I go to the doctor around the 25 again, and if the placenta hasn't moved enough, will be scheduling the C section for that next week!  CRAZY!!!  I can not believe it is here so soon...  Let's just hope that all of these contractions and her dropping so low onto my cervix doesn't send me into labor before hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8043472987153112953?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8043472987153112953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8043472987153112953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8043472987153112953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8043472987153112953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/lillian-update.html' title='Lillian Update...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SoTZ6wKxhCI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DG1mqpXpU6E/s72-c/20090813143634968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6108829586539715203</id><published>2009-08-06T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:46:05.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah for new!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Snt4xB-rvlI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Oc6wODfUmo4/s1600-h/Photo-0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Snt4xB-rvlI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Oc6wODfUmo4/s200/Photo-0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367016164682350162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this has to be one of the best days ever!  My husband bought me a new washer and dryer and I LOVE them!  When we got married, we took an old washer from Danny's parents basement and he bought a used, commercial, dryer on KSL.  Well, honestly they did the job... but, at an expense.  The washer worked pretty well, but it sounded like a jet engine was taking off in the basement when it went into spin cycle.  The dryer, well it SUCKED!!  All it did was heat the clothes up to the max and toss them around.  When it was done, the buzz was deafening and lasted about 1 minute.  When you would take the clothes out of the dryer, you would get burned by the buttons or snaps on anything you touched... and they smelled just plain HOT!  Can I tell you that I am pleased as punch with the new ones.  The washer wonderful.. and I have already done 4 loads today.  It has a glass lid and Danny and I have been entranced today watching it wash without the agitator.  It is all digital... so now I am like, oh they have 15 more minutes... and I can come back down.  The two best things about the dryer... it can tell if the clothes are still damp and will automatically adjust the time and it also has a setting that if I am not right here to take them out when they are done, it will keep fluffing them every 3 minutes for 45 seconds so they don't wrinkle.  I LOVE THEM!!!  Thank you baby for making your wife one happy lady.  I promise we will still buy you a laptop... THANK YOU for spending what you had for that, on me and two black appliances.  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6108829586539715203?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6108829586539715203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6108829586539715203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6108829586539715203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6108829586539715203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-for-new.html' title='Yeah for new!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Snt4xB-rvlI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Oc6wODfUmo4/s72-c/Photo-0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8167757169605542056</id><published>2009-07-30T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:33:14.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Do's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnKB1D2KOkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rtbq8E2CZg8/s1600-h/Photo-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnKB1D2KOkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rtbq8E2CZg8/s200/Photo-0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364492854717200962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnKAkNqOjwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8hHV-IIBw-4/s1600-h/Photo-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnKAkNqOjwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8hHV-IIBw-4/s200/Photo-0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364491465782103810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I met Danny, he was a single dad of two little girls.  Along with that title he had to do the unimaginable for two little ones every day... their hair.  Now, for most men, this would pose a serious problem, but for my Danny, when he is determined to do something, he will find a way to do it AWESOME!!!  I got to the point that I was pretty impressed with his creativity.  Now, don't get me wrong, there were no bows, curls or ribbons... nothing girly by any means.  But this man can do some serious elastic work.  So, yesterday afternoon he told me that he wanted to try to french braid Kadee's hair in the front... like a headband.  I told him, kudos for wanting to try.  If you don't know, I tried to be taught how to french braid for 3 solid days in beauty school... DID NOT WORK!! I can not do it for the life of me.  So, when he said he wanted to try... I told him to have at it.  Today after swimming lessons, he gave it his best shot.  About 40 minutes later... he actually did a pretty good job.  I was definitely impressed.  Best part about the whole thing, the tongue, sticking out the ENTIRE time he braided.  I finally had to come down and do some laundry... had the giggles to bad.  What a GREAT DAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8167757169605542056?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8167757169605542056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8167757169605542056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8167757169605542056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8167757169605542056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/daddy-dos.html' title='Daddy Do&apos;s'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnKB1D2KOkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rtbq8E2CZg8/s72-c/Photo-0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4623853663586483834</id><published>2009-07-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:18:01.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ-bp6kedI/AAAAAAAAAlY/N01FeClgr4o/s1600-h/photo(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ-bp6kedI/AAAAAAAAAlY/N01FeClgr4o/s200/photo(5).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364489119724763602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls by the time we were back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ-bMhKpUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FOT422t3vyI/s1600-h/photo(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ-bMhKpUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FOT422t3vyI/s200/photo(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364489111833584962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Danny and I decided that we wanted to go see the new Harry Potter movie.  We still had gift certificates to the theatres in Park City, so we decided to ask my mom and dad to keep the girls while we went on a little date...  The movie was awesome and then we grabbed some dinner at Cafe Rio.  Between the tub of popcorn I inhaled and the mexican food, I was sufferin from some serious gut ache... but TOTALLY worth it!  The girls had a blast hanging out with Grandma Terry.  She took them to the barn to see the kittens, on the four wheeler, they got treats at Rafter B, and hung out with Grandma Gwen.  We picked them back up at 9:30 and about 2 minutes into the car ride back to SLC, they were totally out!  Great movie, Great date, and Great parents for keeping the girls!  Thanks a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to share a quick story about the girls and those kittens... a few weeks ago I went to stay the night while Danny was at father and sons... I am allergic to cats so we never have to get one... YEAH!!! Anyhow, the girls adore cats, especially kittens.  Farmer Don,aka Uncle Don, just had a bunch of new kittens.  Mom and I took the girls over to see them.  They could have stayed for hours but in about 10 minutes I had snot all over the place.  When we got back to my mom's house, Kadee looked at me and said, "Jen, when you die, we are totally getting a cat."  LOL... LOL... Still LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4623853663586483834?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4623853663586483834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4623853663586483834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4623853663586483834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4623853663586483834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-date.html' title='Great Date!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ-bp6kedI/AAAAAAAAAlY/N01FeClgr4o/s72-c/photo(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-306929559578424612</id><published>2009-07-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:09:15.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two little fishys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cyzvtRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/keCSYUeSfsM/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cyzvtRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/keCSYUeSfsM/s200/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364486940268672274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cvv1QJI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Ldwj3fpVWYw/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cvv1QJI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Ldwj3fpVWYw/s200/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364486939446952082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cJD10rI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Xs1ypAjHt74/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cJD10rI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Xs1ypAjHt74/s200/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364486929061892786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8buXEw4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/oDYipXQEIJw/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8buXEw4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/oDYipXQEIJw/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364486921894806402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8bT-PGeI/AAAAAAAAAko/FPxD-n-sRtA/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8bT-PGeI/AAAAAAAAAko/FPxD-n-sRtA/s200/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364486914811304418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the last day of swimming lessons... they did awesome!  I am so proud of both of the girls.  They were so brave!  We went from Kadee not daring to jump off the side of the pool to her diving down, with NO life jacket to get a stick out of the water... we also went from Kam being totally attached to the life jacket and not letting you take your hands off of her to her with no life jacket, swimming and putting her head under... she even jumped off the side to the teacher without the life jacket.  Man, what two little girls will dare do in 2 weeks with no parents in the water.  It was such a good thing for them.  Today they wanted to take a little treat to their teachers so last night we made cookies and cards for them.  They loved their lessons and can NOT wait for next summer.  &lt;br /&gt;Kam still prayed for her teacher today when she blessed the food at lunch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-306929559578424612?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/306929559578424612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=306929559578424612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/306929559578424612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/306929559578424612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-little-fishys.html' title='Two little fishys!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SnJ8cyzvtRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/keCSYUeSfsM/s72-c/IMG_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7216559766642354996</id><published>2009-07-28T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:08:14.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sm-fkWvduOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6vVPbc20LbE/s1600-h/101_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sm-fkWvduOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6vVPbc20LbE/s200/101_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363681128150317282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; View from the top now, getting bigger and bigger... can't see to shave very good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sm-fj2CUWiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/9vaFj890OKQ/s1600-h/101_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sm-fj2CUWiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/9vaFj890OKQ/s200/101_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363681119371024930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view of the belly now.  She is defiantly growing.  Can't believe that she will be here so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the doctor on Monday for just another check up.  He told me that when I go in 2 weeks, at 34 weeks, he will schedule my last ultrasound that week.  That will be the deciding factor if this placenta has moved or not.  If so, 6 weeks to go after that, if not, I will only have 3 weeks!  How crazy is that to think that we could have a baby here is 5 weeks from now.  He also told me that he thinks baby Lilly weighs about 4 pounds right now.  I held Cassie's baby Ella yesterday, one of the triplets.  She weighs 4.2 pounds.  It was so crazy to think that this is the exact size of the little peanut inside of me!  It was surreal.  It is coming, this last 5 months has definitely gone ALOT faster than the first 5 months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7216559766642354996?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7216559766642354996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7216559766642354996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7216559766642354996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7216559766642354996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-months-pregnant.html' title='8 months pregnant'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sm-fkWvduOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6vVPbc20LbE/s72-c/101_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3424573886484574265</id><published>2009-07-12T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:10:57.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The long awaited addition to our family is here!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a LONG summer.  We have been waiting and waiting and waiting.  We have taken good care of her.  We have watched her grow and grow.  We had taken all the steps that we thought we needed to make her good and ready when it was time.   Thursday July 9Th was the long awaited day.  We knew the night before that this would be the day she would be done doing what she was doing... and let me tell you she was perfect!  She was SO worth the wait!  The girls loved the anticipation!  That is right people, we picked and ate our first tomato of the season and man was she great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Slpr3vojIPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/irdrONB2UWY/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Slpr3vojIPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/irdrONB2UWY/s200/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357713312134144242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Slpr3eMNSnI/AAAAAAAAAkI/aOoO_qMf3a8/s1600-h/IMG_1538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Slpr3eMNSnI/AAAAAAAAAkI/aOoO_qMf3a8/s200/IMG_1538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357713307451869810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3424573886484574265?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3424573886484574265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3424573886484574265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3424573886484574265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3424573886484574265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-awaited-addition-to-our-family-is.html' title='The long awaited addition to our family is here!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Slpr3vojIPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/irdrONB2UWY/s72-c/IMG_1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4393672905232615252</id><published>2009-07-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:57:48.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is a great sleeper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpqZayrwuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gGlzt5tWAvI/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpqZayrwuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gGlzt5tWAvI/s200/IMG_1536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357711691631805154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, Danny went in to wake up Kambrie from her nap and as she rolled over she had this massive hand print on her face.  We totally laughed about it and Danny had to get it on camera before she fully woke up.  Two nights ago, she also woke up and came to the top of the stairs yelling down that her hand was red.  Danny and I thought maybe she had slept on it funny or something.  When we got up and to the top of the stairs, it was covered in blood as well as her little face.  That girl loves to pick her nose and pretty sure sometime in the night picked until she bled.  I once again washed all of the bedding, two nights in a row now since we had a wet the bed night before.  I think we are going to need a new bed spread before the year is out.  Man, she has sure been hard on her bedding!  If she just wasn't so dang cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4393672905232615252?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4393672905232615252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4393672905232615252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4393672905232615252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4393672905232615252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-is-great-sleeper.html' title='She is a great sleeper!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpqZayrwuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gGlzt5tWAvI/s72-c/IMG_1536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-956820231292864242</id><published>2009-07-12T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:52:25.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is definately here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlppI1sYSJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ndrlvawh8HY/s1600-h/IMG_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlppI1sYSJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ndrlvawh8HY/s200/IMG_1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710307283716242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was a little chilly and rainy in the month of June, we still had not busted out the swimming pool.  One of the first days that it was super warm, we busted it out and filled it up.  The girls played and played in the pool for hours while I sat in the shade and read my People magazine.  It felt so good to go outside and play and play and play.  Summer is so fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-956820231292864242?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/956820231292864242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=956820231292864242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/956820231292864242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/956820231292864242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-is-definately-here.html' title='Summer is definately here!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlppI1sYSJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ndrlvawh8HY/s72-c/IMG_1517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2647734178954457393</id><published>2009-07-12T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:48:55.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee is on two wheels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpoU6-sidI/AAAAAAAAAjw/UWx_D_sYX-s/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpoU6-sidI/AAAAAAAAAjw/UWx_D_sYX-s/s200/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357709415349520850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my little Kadee Lou, I am so proud of her... She has finally ditched the training wheels and she is off and riding like crazy.  It took her and Dad a couple of days to really get going but man you should see her now.  I love that every time her and Danny come home from a bike ride, she has some kind of battle wound, but she is doing great!  She has been really brave about it!  Between the girls moving into their own rooms and now Kadee just being able to take off on the bike, it really seems like she is growing up so fast.  She now loves to go into her own room and close the door and do stuff at her desk.  I can not believe she will be in the first grade this year.  Man, time sure does fly!  So proud of you sis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2647734178954457393?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2647734178954457393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2647734178954457393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2647734178954457393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2647734178954457393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/kadee-is-on-two-wheels.html' title='Kadee is on two wheels!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpoU6-sidI/AAAAAAAAAjw/UWx_D_sYX-s/s72-c/IMG_1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6691855044635621430</id><published>2009-07-12T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:44:15.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart hair do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpnMNr8ciI/AAAAAAAAAjo/wLdJYkQdK6A/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpnMNr8ciI/AAAAAAAAAjo/wLdJYkQdK6A/s200/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357708166240694818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpnK48rkmI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CWAMoOHTUJU/s1600-h/IMG_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpnK48rkmI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CWAMoOHTUJU/s200/IMG_1508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357708143493878370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was looking on someone's blog... can't remember who now, but I saw this website about little girls hair.  I love it!  It gave me so many ideas.  This is the girls new favorite way to get their hair done.  It is so fun.  Shaped into a heart braid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6691855044635621430?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6691855044635621430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6691855044635621430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6691855044635621430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6691855044635621430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/heart-hair-do.html' title='Heart hair do'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlpnMNr8ciI/AAAAAAAAAjo/wLdJYkQdK6A/s72-c/IMG_1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5237286856431246085</id><published>2009-07-12T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:40:26.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kam's 3rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplSsmxVqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HtWTsAWZkOk/s1600-h/IMG_1491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplSsmxVqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HtWTsAWZkOk/s200/IMG_1491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706078596454050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam and her new bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplSH64mkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0f5AGE1fu5Y/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplSH64mkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0f5AGE1fu5Y/s200/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706068748704322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam opening presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplRhYdewI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8qmessPKR7g/s1600-h/IMG_1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplRhYdewI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8qmessPKR7g/s200/IMG_1468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706058403773186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam and her princess cake... never again will I attempt to make the cake... TOO MUCH WORK!! Totally worth the $25 to buy it done!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplRNEbQmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/jrATw18ozXg/s1600-h/IMG_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplRNEbQmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/jrATw18ozXg/s200/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357706052951032418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam helping me make the cake batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just realized as I was downloading pics that I never posted these pics from Kam's birthday on May 8.  Hello?!?  How bad am I ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5237286856431246085?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5237286856431246085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5237286856431246085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5237286856431246085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5237286856431246085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/kams-3rd-birthday.html' title='Kam&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SlplSsmxVqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HtWTsAWZkOk/s72-c/IMG_1491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6286220206986322936</id><published>2009-07-08T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:54:02.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day at the DR</title><content type='html'>So, I went to the Dr this morning... I was super anxious because I haven't gotten to talk to my DR since all of this cramping started.  I had TONS of questions for him.  After talking and my exam... he thinks that the cramping is from my placenta trying to move up higher...  that would definitely explain the cramping.  Think, that this is solidly attached... and has camped there for 7 months... now it is trying to move higher... definitely would cause cramping he said.  He also said that having it laying so low can cause alot of pressure and I might also be feeling a bit of that.  He looked at my cervix and it is still closed and long.. so with no bleeding he told me that I need to listen to my body, take it easy and if I need some serious drugs to help with the pain of migration... let him know.  Oh man people, this would be a serious answer to my prayers.  Lets all hope and pray that this means it will move the amount we need to be out of the woods.  I would be so grateful and blessed!  Oh and ps... glucose came back normal.  No gestational diabetes.  YAHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6286220206986322936?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6286220206986322936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6286220206986322936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6286220206986322936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6286220206986322936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-day-at-dr.html' title='Good day at the DR'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3877539933534654514</id><published>2009-07-01T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:46:58.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG GIRLS and PRAYERS</title><content type='html'>Kadee and Kambrie moved into their own rooms this last week.  Danny and I are loving it, just for the simple fact that now, they go to sleep instead of lay in there and play and giggle for hours... I LOVE IT did I mention that!?!  Well, now that they aren't in the same room we read stories in the living room and say family prayer there.  Danny and I decided that now they are in their own rooms, this would be a great chance for us to teach them about individual prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night when I took Kam into her room to go to bed, I said, " let's say a prayer that is just for you.  You can thank Heavenly Father for anything you want to and ask him for anything you want to ask him for.  This is YOUR prayer."  So, this was her prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for Santa and my presents.  Thank you for my barbies and my princesses.  Amen."&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to bust out laughing the whole time.  You can definitely tell what she thinks about all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Kadee's prayer was so dang cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please bless Cassie's three babies, and Cassie, and Ethan, and... Ethan's dad."&lt;br /&gt;She is so concerned about those new babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good kids we have... We are so lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3877539933534654514?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3877539933534654514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3877539933534654514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3877539933534654514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3877539933534654514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-girls-and-prayers.html' title='BIG GIRLS and PRAYERS'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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-8251301928103627616.post-3124283114523731171</id><published>2009-06-28T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:37:55.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SkffAW_fLJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LNaMo799mk/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SkffAW_fLJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LNaMo799mk/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352491879417982098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am starting to wonder if this baby business is for the birds or what!!!  This week has been so crazy.  I went to the DR this week for just my regular check up and to get the actual report from my DR on my ultrasound I had a few weeks ago... when she told us the placenta had moved and it all looked ok...  Danny had worked all night so I took the girls with me to the appt.  I thought it was just going to be a quick in and out thing so I promised them a sno cone if they behaved awesome at the dr.  The two nights before I went in for my appt I had been woken up by cramping... The first night it was really pretty bad and lasted for almost 40 minutes or so.  I had gotten up and tried to pee to see if it would help.  I woke Danny up and told him I was worried... this had not happened before and I felt like I was having a bad period.  Then it went away... the next night, same thing.  So, when I went to my appt that day I told the DR.  He told me that they were probably small contractions.  He also informed me that the wonderful ultrasound lady had misinformed me... yes my placenta had moved, but is was still NOT SAFE enough to be safe...  He also gave me the implication that he didn't really see it moving a whole lot more in the next few weeks.  Basically, he put me on some restrictions about activity, sex being the most HORRIBLE one.. boo... and told me that I really need to be super careful.  Lots of resting with my feet up and listening to my body.  He also told me that I will have yet another ultrasound at 34 weeks to recheck the placenta.  If at that time it has not finished the distance we need, he will schedule the C section for 37 weeks.  As you can only imagine, I was SO floored!  After the ultrasound I had totally put this worry about placenta previa in the back of my head.  I hadn't given it another thought!  Well, to say the least, it was a very emotional day for me.  I know that all that matters is that the baby is healthy and what ever I need to do to get her here safe is all that matters to me, but I was so bummed!  I wish so bad that ultrasound tech had not said one thing!  I guess it just showed me that she is a tech... my DR is the boss.  So, as the week continued, I kept in with the crampiness.  On Friday it was pretty much all day.  I laid down for about and hour and a half and had no relief at all.  Took a couple extra strength Tylenol and still nothing helped.  I told Danny that I was going to call the nurse and see what I could do to get some relief...  When she returned my call around 3 PM she informed me that because I had never had a baby before and didn't know what labor felt like, she needed me to go to the hospital.  They would hook me up to monitors and make sure that I wasn't in labor.  I just kept saying, "no, I am not in labor.  I just feel crampy."  She just kept telling me that for some women that is how it feels... GO TO THE HOSPITAL!!!  Well, I hung up and looked at Danny and said, I am not going... To his reply, "do you want to be the woman that has a baby on the bathroom floor?"  So, we went to the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, they hooked me up to all kinds of monitors, in a labor and delivery room might I add, and started to check my contractions and the baby's heartbeat.  I was so mortified!  I kept telling Danny what in the hell are we doing here?!?  Anyhow, after a bit of monitoring, they came in and took some blood, wheeled me to another ultrasound, where the woman did not say one word... Danny and I didn't even see the screen...  We were both terrified we were going to be having a baby at this point.  They also came in and took a sample from my bladder to check for another UTI and some swab thing that checks the cells of your cervix to see if you are going to deliver in the next 2 weeks or longer.  My nurse was SO great and explained everything awesome.  She had also had placenta previa and told me that when she was in the hospital on bed rest with it, some nurse checked her and pulled her placenta right out when she finished... HELLO!!!  I had NO idea it was that dangerous!  I can not believe Danny and I have been having sex this whole time!  What if that would have happened at home?!?  All the tests came back normal for infection... my cervix had not started to dialate... and the swab test came back inconclusive, I have to go back and have it done again this week...  So, all in all, the crampiness, dehydrated... which can cause contractions, who knew, and they also said ligament pain with it from my round ligaments.  So, after 5 hours in the hospital... Home again.  Back to the DR this week to be checked up on again for the crampiness.  Still pretty crampy every day... lots of laying around... thinking of all the things I need to do before this baby comes in 9 WEEKS NOW!!!  Holy cow!  I keep telling Danny, She better be one good baby!  I know she is so worth all of it!  Most importantly, I now realize that I need to do what my Dr says... when he says, this is dangerous to you and your baby, I need to listen... It is not just about me anymore.  I will have to learn to be a patient patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3124283114523731171?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3124283114523731171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3124283114523731171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3124283114523731171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3124283114523731171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-business.html' title='Baby Business'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SkffAW_fLJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LNaMo799mk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2918384948058940570</id><published>2009-06-22T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:08:02.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy in Love</title><content type='html'>This post is for my wonderful husband.  It was Father's Day yesterday and I find myself so overcome with pride and love for this man that has become my world.  I never in a million years could have imagined that I would find someone that could complete my world the way that Danny does.  I never would have dreamed that I would find someone that would love me so selflessly and fully.  I look at Danny and not only the wonderful husband that he is to me, but the wonderful father he is.  He is so kind and patient with the girls.  He has a very distinct way of teaching them and guiding them.  It makes my heart smile when I see him getting on their level to show them the way.  I can not imagine a more incredible man to create a child with.  Someone that will be a great example of all that is good.  I feel so lucky to be bringing another baby girl into this family with him.  He works so hard to make sure that we have all that we need and I appreciate that so much.  I always feel so safe and loved with him at my side.  I know that there is not one thing that could overcome the two of us together.  There is no where else in the world that I could be as happy as I am in this little house in Midvale with him.  &lt;br /&gt;Danny you are my strength, my comfort and my best friend.  I am so crazy in love with you!  I am so proud to call you my husband!  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2918384948058940570?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2918384948058940570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2918384948058940570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2918384948058940570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2918384948058940570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-in-love.html' title='Crazy in Love'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8184703334332450218</id><published>2009-06-17T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:50:36.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unpacked the bedding!!  FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjmczfOUVhI/AAAAAAAAAio/gtaoWfx_lwM/s1600-h/100_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjmczfOUVhI/AAAAAAAAAio/gtaoWfx_lwM/s200/100_1083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478440847988242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sjmcy7ONIkI/AAAAAAAAAig/AXZiroibfSg/s1600-h/100_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sjmcy7ONIkI/AAAAAAAAAig/AXZiroibfSg/s200/100_1082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478431183839810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sjmcyg4kFCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2xRrWfNzZ1s/s1600-h/100_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sjmcyg4kFCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2xRrWfNzZ1s/s200/100_1081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478424113746978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after going to the DR again today for my second big ultrasound, we got the confirmation that this baby is totally a girl.  I had promised Danny that I wouldn't get the bedding ironed and in the crib until the ultrasound and we knew for sure.  So, this afternoon while Kam napped... I DID IT!!!  I love it.  It is SO dang cute!  Danny keeps teasing me that she is going to be an 80 yr old newborn because everything is so old fashioned... the bedding... the old school crib... the 100 year old dresser... and this week Danny is bringing over his great grandma's old treddle sewing machine and we are going to keep the top down and use it as the changing table.  I for one am in LOVE with the nursery...  good thing since I will be spending many many many nights in there rocking my baby girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8184703334332450218?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8184703334332450218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8184703334332450218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8184703334332450218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8184703334332450218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/unpacked-bedding-finally.html' title='unpacked the bedding!!  FINALLY!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjmczfOUVhI/AAAAAAAAAio/gtaoWfx_lwM/s72-c/100_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7549206744491710660</id><published>2009-06-17T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:57:56.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The migrating PLACENTA!!!</title><content type='html'>Good good news this morning everyone... We just got back from my second ultrasound to check and see if the placenta has moved... and it has!  She said it is only .1 cm from where it is considered safe and she is sure that over the next 13 weeks it will move!  So, yeah!  I am so relieved to not have a C section... although now, I have to push this baby out of me!  YIKES!!  Don't know what is scarier.  Although, now I won't feel like I am being jipped out of the opportunity... I know all of you just thought, opportunity hell... but when you are told you can't, it sucks.  So, anyhow, I feel good and excited about it.  They also got a good look at her little heart and spine, which she wouldn't hold still for last time, and they all look great!  So, we are feeling awesome about things this morning.  She also gave out a great big yawn while we were looking at her face.  She is already such a little doll.  She has the cutest little nose and her lips look so cute... just like her mom's. :)  Now we can really kick it into high gear with the nursery because it is totally positive she is a girl now!  Spread eagle... yep, even I could tell.  So, let's start shopping....  She is definitely on her way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7549206744491710660?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7549206744491710660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7549206744491710660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7549206744491710660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7549206744491710660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/migrating-placenta.html' title='The migrating PLACENTA!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7716246808596615583</id><published>2009-06-14T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:31:44.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babies babies babies</title><content type='html'>My sister in law Aubry had her little boy on Friday morning.  His name is Jaxon and weighed in at a whopping 9lbs 11 oz... Are you kidding me... Let's hope this isn't a trend in the Aguirre family.  When he was born, he had some problems breathing on his own, due to one of his lungs collapsing so they had to put him on a breathing machine.  He was also having problems keeping his glucose levels up mostly due to the fact that they couldn't feed him with the breathing machine... They were trying to feed him with the IVs but he kept blowing the lines, so around 2 am that night they flew him to Primary Children's where they were able to put him on a PIC line.  This afternoon they were able to take him back off the ventilator and were going to start feeding him.  Aubry finally got released today from the hospital and we are so happy she now gets to go be close to her new baby!  They say that he will probably be there for a few weeks, but things will work their way out.  We love you baby Jaxon!  Keep moving in the right direction.  Sim and Aub, your family is in our prayers and thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also were at the IMC yesterday to see Cassandra.  She started having contractions on Thursday night.  They have been able to get her contractions to stop but she will be there until she has the babies.  She is 32 weeks tomorrow, which is AWESOME for triplets.  I am so proud of her.  She looks great and I can't wait to see those babies in her belly!  Keep "em cookin Cass!  Two more weeks would be great news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the new fun friends Little Lilly will have to play with...... so fun:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7716246808596615583?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7716246808596615583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7716246808596615583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7716246808596615583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7716246808596615583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/babies-babies-babies.html' title='babies babies babies'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-894553852772721901</id><published>2009-06-14T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:19:04.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday we left early in the morning and headed north towards Logan!  I was so homesick to see everyone so we decided to make it a family outing!  It was a blast.  We were able to visit my girls at the salon and see a few clients as well.  We were able to stop and see Liz and Jason's new baby girl and take a ride out to Paradise to see the Normans.  I was so happy to see Carly and apparently she was happy to see me too.  She was standing at the front window waiting for us pounding on the glass when I got out of the car.  I cried when we had to leave her.  We were definitely best friends in Heaven.  We also made a stop at USU to visit Carrie and check out the campus... Danny loved it and we both had the chills when we got out of the car there.  We now know that we are making the right decision.  Danny also got his first Utah State shirt along with True Aggie chap sticks for all of us and Aggie ice cream to boot.  Thanks Carrie!  It was great seeing you!  We went to my sister Kim's house, which was the only thing getting the girls through the long day of visits, and hung out for a bit.  The girls love their cousins.  Danny had not been to her house before so it was fun to let him see where they lived.  She kept the girls for us for a few hours and Danny and I went to dinner with Rose and Jeff at CAFE SABOR!!!  Totally hit the spot.  2 diet cokes and a basket of chips and salsa later, we picked up the girls and headed home.  It was a great day!  SO good to see all of you!  Can't wait to be back in Cache Valley... DEFINITELY HOME TO ME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-894553852772721901?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/894553852772721901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=894553852772721901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/894553852772721901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/894553852772721901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-945371138403386035</id><published>2009-06-14T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:08:03.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 weeks and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjWdNg-kPNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nei5AnEh65U/s1600-h/100_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjWdNg-kPNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nei5AnEh65U/s200/100_1076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347352988088548562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjWdNVNMt6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/MbGV0fWa4LY/s1600-h/100_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjWdNVNMt6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/MbGV0fWa4LY/s200/100_1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347352984928696226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side shot!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of my growing belly!  I am 26 weeks and counting now!  If they end up taking baby Lilly at 37 weeks that means we only have 11 left!  I can hardly believe that.  We are going in for another ultrasound on Wednesday to see if my placenta has moved at all.  I am hoping, but not letting myself count on it.  I will also be SUPER excited to make positive that she is a she and really start getting the nursery ready for her.  Her movements are stronger and you can actually see my belly move now, but they are a little less frequent... My DR said that her space is getting smaller so she can't move as easily.  I went in for my 4 week check up last Wednesday and found out that I have a UTI which is no fun, guess that explains the cramps the last few days.  I started on an antibiotic and go back on Friday to check on it again and make sure it is gone.  I didn't know that any kind of infection can make you go into labor, so no wonder he made such a big deal out of it.  Who knew.  Anyhow, all is well on the baby front and I am LOVING the cooler weather!  Not a SINGLE complaint from me about it!  It is an answer to this mother's prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-945371138403386035?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/945371138403386035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=945371138403386035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/945371138403386035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/945371138403386035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/06/26-weeks-and-counting.html' title='26 weeks and counting!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SjWdNg-kPNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nei5AnEh65U/s72-c/100_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2490887296858526986</id><published>2009-05-28T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:29:20.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy week on 7500 South</title><content type='html'>Well, this week is one to go in the books.  Last Sunday I woke up with an awful sinus cold thing going on... My ears ached like no other, my head ached because it was full of pressure in my sinuses and I honestly felt like crap.  Danny and I stayed home from church and I slept most of the day away.  On Monday things were not to much better and my ears had been draining some kind of gross all through the night, so I told Danny that before I went to work for the day, I was going to go to the DR.  I was positive I had a sinus infection.  I get them all the time and it felt pretty classic to the symptoms, only 10 times worse.  My dr.  wasn't in Monday, so I saw the other DR in the practice.  To my "WHAT? SERIOUSLY?" it was not a infection.  He said that everything looked red and swollen, but not infected.  He said that due to the increase in blood while you are prego, any added pressure can make it feel like your head will explode.  What can I take to help... "nothing really".  Sorry.  So, as the week continued, my left leg started to really get sore.  I have gotten some serious varicose veins from my mother during this pregnancy and I started to get a big purple, blue and red spot behind my knee, which started to get hot and really tender.  By Friday it was killing me, so after talking to my mom about it, she is the expert on blood clots, I decided that I better call the DR.  When I called they said my DR was not in again today, so I needed to come in and be seen by the other DR AGAIN!!!  2X's in one week... HOW STUPID DO I FEEL!!!  Anyhow, it was a clot, not in my deep veins though.  Now, I get to wear those LOVELY ted hose they told me everyday, but I promised Danny I would do it every other day.  During the summer honestly, every day!  NO WAY!!! You will be coming to visit me in a mental institution.  We also found out on Thursday night that it will take Danny 4 full years at the U to get his Mech Eng degree... not all of his credits will transfer from BYU.  We were so bummed... So, we contacted my sister who works with the ENG department at USU.  She did some leg work for us and we found out that it will only take us 3 years if we do it there... which they have the best engineering program ever, so I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO STOKED!!!!!!!  I get to move back to LOGAN!!!   YEAH!!!!!!!  Can you tell I am so happy.  We have one year here at SLCC to get the rest of the lower classes he can get and then we will start at USU fall semester 2010.  WAHOO!  So, it has been a whirl wind week at our house.  Let's hope the rest of the summer doesn't follow suite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the baby is getting quite the personality.  In the morning when the alarm goes off and Danny rolls over to snuggle me and starts talking... she will wake up and start kicking his arm around me.  It is so cute.  I think she knows her Daddy's voice already.  Also, this morning when Kadee came and got in bed with me, the second she started to talk baby Lilly woke up again and was going wild in there.  It is amazing, there is really a little human in there.  I can't wait to meet you sweet girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2490887296858526986?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2490887296858526986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2490887296858526986' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2490887296858526986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2490887296858526986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-week-on-7500-south.html' title='Crazy week on 7500 South'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6932093712482935309</id><published>2009-05-23T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:18:01.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadee's Fieldtrip</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday I was asked to help out with Kadee's kindergarten field trip to the zoo.  It was so fun.  I will be honest... I have had the worst sinus cold and being prego can't take anything that really works, hadn't slept for about three nights in a row, and had just been to the zoo on Friday with the girls.  I was not really to excited about chasing a handful of 5 year olds around the zoo.  BUT IT WAS SO FUN!!!  We had an awesome morning.  I think that Kadee's favorite part about the whole thing was the ride on the big yellow bus.  She thought that was great!  We need to live somewhere next year that she can ride that bus everyday.  She has grown up so much this last year and I am so thankful that she has become such a good helper.  She is always running upstairs or downstairs to grab something for me.  I know that she will help so much when the baby is born.  I am so proud of her and the girl that she is becoming.  Thanks for being you Kadee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6932093712482935309?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6932093712482935309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6932093712482935309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6932093712482935309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6932093712482935309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/kadees-fieldtrip.html' title='Kadee&apos;s Fieldtrip'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4892723495198711654</id><published>2009-05-23T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:07:18.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny?  I don't think so...</title><content type='html'>Ever since Kam has turned three she has got some SERIOUS attitude.  I am not sure what it is about.  Last Friday her and I honestly had the worst day ever.  By the time Danny got home from work we were both in tears and Kam was confined to the stool in her room with no toys or tv for the rest of the night... I HAD IT!!!  Well, I thought that this week would be MUCH better than last, but the attitude is still there.  When I say no, she either rolls her eyes at me, turn on the fake cry, or does it anyways.  Yesterday was filled with her coloring on the fridge with a blue marker, the ottoman with a red pen, alot of "no, I don't have to.", and most of the day was spent on the stool.  When we had a talk about why she has been so naughty last night, I asked her why she had colored on the fridge and the couch, she knows it is wrong... She just looked me dead in the eyes and said, "cause I think it is funny."  My thought, I will show you funny you little... not appropriate for the blog.  I WANT THE TERRIBLE TWOS BACK!!!!  THREE HAS BEEN AWFUL IN THE TWO WEEKS WE HAVE BEEN HERE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4892723495198711654?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4892723495198711654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4892723495198711654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4892723495198711654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4892723495198711654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Funny?  I don&apos;t think so...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4187672101364975573</id><published>2009-05-23T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:51:21.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic and Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShgbY6MgrfI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zEJ925RbdlU/s1600-h/Photo-0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShgbY6MgrfI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zEJ925RbdlU/s200/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339047473000263154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShgbYh0JyJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BkflBA0x-Is/s1600-h/Photo-0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShgbYh0JyJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BkflBA0x-Is/s200/Photo-0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339047466455648402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kambrie finally got a new bike for her birthday so that she can now go out and ride like the wind with Kadee... Although, she is having a bit of a problem with it.  She can't understand that you can only peddle forwards, when you turn the peddles the opposite way, it makes you stop!  So, mostly I pushed Kam while she tried to figure out the peddles while Kadee rode her bike in circles around us.  She is getting so fast.  I tried to talk her into letting me take the training wheels off and getting used to two wheels, but she opted out on that one.  Here are some pics of us having some lunch on the grass.  It was a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4187672101364975573?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4187672101364975573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4187672101364975573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4187672101364975573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4187672101364975573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/picnic-and-bikes.html' title='Picnic and Bikes'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShgbY6MgrfI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zEJ925RbdlU/s72-c/Photo-0072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6227246847519742288</id><published>2009-05-18T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:24:15.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib bedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIJ93Ek1-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Qadr6B951D8/s1600-h/bedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIJ93Ek1-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Qadr6B951D8/s200/bedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339466747271138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bedding I have picked out for the crib... How cute and cottage sheek is that?  It will look so dang cute with the dark wood old school crib we bought for baby Lilly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6227246847519742288?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6227246847519742288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6227246847519742288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6227246847519742288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6227246847519742288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/crib-bedding.html' title='Crib bedding...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIJ93Ek1-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Qadr6B951D8/s72-c/bedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7879949828391194372</id><published>2009-05-18T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:00:55.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I see NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEpLWIphI/AAAAAAAAAho/iuzFOZWEyTA/s1600-h/100_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEpLWIphI/AAAAAAAAAho/iuzFOZWEyTA/s200/100_1072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333613854238226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now days this is what I see when I look down and in the mirror...&lt;br /&gt;22 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEoyFFxuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hDFV8ZLx-7E/s1600-h/100_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEoyFFxuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hDFV8ZLx-7E/s200/100_1066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333607071860450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7879949828391194372?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7879949828391194372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7879949828391194372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7879949828391194372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7879949828391194372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-see-now.html' title='What I see NOW!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEpLWIphI/AAAAAAAAAho/iuzFOZWEyTA/s72-c/100_1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3657230688233336883</id><published>2009-05-18T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:59:12.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day at the zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEUzlJKWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/I4em0BJ-yC4/s1600-h/100_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEUzlJKWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/I4em0BJ-yC4/s200/100_1059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333263877351778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShID9pfMbWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0b9q21JZR7k/s1600-h/100_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShID9pfMbWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0b9q21JZR7k/s200/100_1060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332866031054178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShID9RdQ_VI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YYJwemkHRSA/s1600-h/100_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShID9RdQ_VI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YYJwemkHRSA/s200/100_1057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332859580513618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to the zoo.  Stacey and her girls met us there.  It was a perfect day to go.  We had a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3657230688233336883?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3657230688233336883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3657230688233336883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3657230688233336883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3657230688233336883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-day-at-zoo.html' title='Our day at the zoo'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/ShIEUzlJKWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/I4em0BJ-yC4/s72-c/100_1059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3128796176232645806</id><published>2009-05-08T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:01:28.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgSq7wW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAg4/JD43IzGCl_0/s1600-h/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgSq7wW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAg4/JD43IzGCl_0/s200/IMG_1451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333575802283727378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgSq7Xr6JTI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Gbf4R9PfkBc/s1600-h/IMG_1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgSq7Xr6JTI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Gbf4R9PfkBc/s200/IMG_1450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333575795660694834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post this yesterday.  The other morning the girls got themselves dressed, I did their hair and then turned on a cartoon for them while I went to get in the shower.  After when I came upstairs, it was time for Kadee to have some lunch so that she could get ready to go to school.  As we walked into the kitchen to get up to the table I noticed something that looked so weird to me...  Kadee's pants... It looked as if the front was on her little bum.  I wondered to myself, there is no way that is possible.  How could she do her pants up in the back... Hello me, she didn't undo them to put them on... and yes, they were on backwards.  We got a good giggle out of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3128796176232645806?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3128796176232645806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3128796176232645806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3128796176232645806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3128796176232645806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-morning.html' title='Funny Morning'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgSq7wW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAg4/JD43IzGCl_0/s72-c/IMG_1451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4202481724067343150</id><published>2009-05-07T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:21:02.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Way THERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgNBi-yNvfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/01ZsnUvW4fU/s1600-h/IMG_1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgNBi-yNvfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/01ZsnUvW4fU/s200/IMG_1457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333178452961770994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgNBitCAQwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/5AhHp9zVsq4/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgNBitCAQwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/5AhHp9zVsq4/s200/IMG_1463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333178448196158210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to the request of many of you, I decided to finally just take a pic of myself and this GROWING belly and post it so all of you can see that this is real! I know pics in the mirror by yourself are kinda gay, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. I also went to the DR on Wednesday for my 20 week check-up. He said that the baby is growing great and doing exactly what it needs to... my body on the other hand is not quite doing the exact things it is suppose to be doing... In my ultrasound last week she told me that my placenta was on my cervix and honestly, that meant nothing to me. My DR yesterday informed me that I have partial placenta previa... which means that my placenta is on the bottom rather than the side or top where it should be. It can put alot of pressure on the cervix and cause it to start dilating at a very early stage.. He told me that I need to be very very careful about ALL the things I am doing... sex...CAUTION! Which SUCKS ROCKS!! We are only half way there! Anyhow, he is hoping that it will correct itself as my pregnancy continues, but as for now, that is where we stand. I am going to be having another ultrasound at 28 weeks to check it again and see if it has moved at all. LET'S PRAY IT DOES! It sounds like it will only be the beginning of the ultrasounds if it hasn't moved... They monitor this very closely he said.  The result of placenta previa is a scheduled C section at 37 weeks. You can't have a normal vaginal delivery with it. So people, there is the update. Silly Lilly is kicking herself crazy in there and I am loving every movement, at this point anyhow. That will be one of the biggest things I will miss when this little miracle arrives. Let's just keep praying for this placenta business to resolve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4202481724067343150?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4202481724067343150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4202481724067343150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4202481724067343150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4202481724067343150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/half-way-there.html' title='Half Way THERE!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgNBi-yNvfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/01ZsnUvW4fU/s72-c/IMG_1457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7454557627183589923</id><published>2009-05-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:05:51.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day to ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM-e_PGd9I/AAAAAAAAAgY/18QpbsexrvY/s1600-h/IMG_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM-e_PGd9I/AAAAAAAAAgY/18QpbsexrvY/s200/IMG_1453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333175085828569042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM-UJ5DXwI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iKRztXP0ykw/s1600-h/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM-UJ5DXwI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iKRztXP0ykw/s200/IMG_1455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333174899710320386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago when it started to really warm up, I wanted to have dinner outside. Then I realized we didn't have a picnic table. I looked around at the stores and online, and I just couldn't find what I really wanted. Plus, I really didn't want to spend $500 on a really nice set. Danny and I were talking about it and he decided HE would build me a picnic table. He worked SO hard on it, put in alot of hours, and even though I know he ate up having a "project" and spending time in the garage... It was something he did for me, and I love it! Not as much as I love him though! He even engraved "Happy Mother's Day" on it. He finished it on Sunday afternoon and I totally wanted to eat on it. I heated up the BBQ and just as I put the meat on, it started to pour. So, we ate on it in the garage. We topped our BBQ off with a little sparkly. It was way fun. Thanks for the great Mother's Day dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7454557627183589923?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7454557627183589923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7454557627183589923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7454557627183589923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7454557627183589923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-me.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day to ME!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM-e_PGd9I/AAAAAAAAAgY/18QpbsexrvY/s72-c/IMG_1453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-889079433565307912</id><published>2009-05-07T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:58:24.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My special present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM8L3SC91I/AAAAAAAAAgI/4adllC-y2UU/s1600-h/IMG_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM8L3SC91I/AAAAAAAAAgI/4adllC-y2UU/s200/IMG_1448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333172558252668754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I picked Kadee up from school a few weeks ago, we were about half way home when she yelled..."I got you a present at school today, it is in my backpack!"  She opened it up and showed me this... She had picked me a bag full of DANDILIONS!!!  She said, I know you don't really like them, but they are my favorite, so I got you some.  It was the thought that counted... She is a little sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM8Bbk6jhI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b7IbgDTk3hg/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM8Bbk6jhI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b7IbgDTk3hg/s200/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333172379016924690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a random pic of the girls... Danny was outside working in the garage and the girls wanted to go out and play while he was out there.  I guess they decided they needed a few more "things" for their outfits... This is what I came out to... Silly girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-889079433565307912?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/889079433565307912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=889079433565307912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/889079433565307912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/889079433565307912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-special-present.html' title='My special present'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SgM8L3SC91I/AAAAAAAAAgI/4adllC-y2UU/s72-c/IMG_1448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7453055487201334692</id><published>2009-05-02T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:48:03.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>names...</title><content type='html'>So, this has been the thing since we found out we were pregnant... Every name I say, I mean every name, Danny doesn't like it.  He either has a student that was a brat named that, or he thinks they will have horrible nicknames, or "it sounds like you have a mouth full of mush saying it".  He likes boring names... I want something a little different.  I am honestly SO glad this is NOT a boy because the name he had picked was Atticus.  HELL NO!  We had finally settled on calling him MAC but now it is a GIRL so out that goes!  Danny isn't totally set on this name, but I am.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lillian Rose Aguirre&lt;/span&gt;  We can call her Lilly.  I picked Rose for a middle name because that is what my grandpa Sherd always called me... "his little Rose".  So, let's take a poll.  Who likes it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7453055487201334692?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7453055487201334692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7453055487201334692' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7453055487201334692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7453055487201334692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/names.html' title='names...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2070896048938344834</id><published>2009-04-29T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:53:13.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a baby girl!</title><content type='html'>Well, we went to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; ultrasound today.  It was awesome to finally get to see this little one and find out she is a GIRL!  I was a little anxious going in, I wanted to make sure that she had two arms and two legs and all the major parts.  She was wiggling so bad that the DR. couldn't get some of the pics of the baby's heart that she needed.  I was a little happy though, that means that we get to go back and see her again in 6 weeks!  She was moving like a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jumping jellybean&lt;/span&gt; in there.  The DR. actually had me get up and go pee in the middle of it to see if that would help her settle down, but it didn't help too much.  Man, she will &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; fit right in with her two older sisters.  She is all Aguirre already.  The DR. also told me that the placenta is right on top of my cervix.  She said that most of the time it will move up during pregnancy, but if it doesn't that will mean that we are looking at a possible C section.  That is another reason we will be going back in 6 weeks for another one... to check the placenta and see if it has moved up any.  We were able to see all of her major parts, heart, kidneys, stomach and bladder... It was AMAZING!  I can not believe that is what is inside of me.  Today has made it worth all of the puking, crying, mood swings, for me anyhow Danny might feel different about that one, and the constant tiredness.  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The heart rate has always been about 157-165 and I have gained about 3-4 pounds, although I look like it may be more.  I am carrying this baby way out front.  My mom had a boy first, Danny's mom had a girl first. One sister a girl first and one sister a boy first. I feel that it is a boy, Danny keeps saying a girl and a boy, he loves to see me squirm, although I think he really thinks it is a boy but doesn't want to be disappointed. Kadee thinks it is a girl and Kam says it is a boy. Kadee heard her dad say that if it is a girl, he is getting a dog, so really that is why she is rooting for a girl... she wants a dog! Give us your thoughts people, let's see who can guess it... boy or girl?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-9220671218506222733?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9220671218506222733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=9220671218506222733' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9220671218506222733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9220671218506222733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/girl-or-boy.html' title='Girl or Boy?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5001612451384903357</id><published>2009-04-23T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:58:19.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Danny pregnant too?!?</title><content type='html'>So, Tuesday night I had young women.  We were having pizza to celebrate one of our girls getting her Young Women Recognition Award.  I went to Papa Murphy's and picked us up the pizzas, 2 large peperoni pizzas and some bread sticks.  Well, when I got to the church to start cooking the pizzas I saw only one oven.  I thought to myself, wow, I have never seen a stake house with only one oven.  Oh well I thought and warmed it up.  I had to cook one pizza and the bread and then thought I would do the other one as soon as it had finished... It would take the girls a few minutes to polish off that much pizza.  Well, needless to say, they were all standing around in the kitchen waiting for the other pizza to finish.  I told them sorry, I thought there would be more than one oven to cook in, but there isn't.  Their reply, Jen, there is another oven right here... Yes, right next to the oven I was using... was the second oven... HELLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it was SO blasted hot in our house!  When we came home from a walk last night, it was almost 80 degrees in here.  I was dying.  Danny being the awesome husband he is, climbed up onto the roof and did whatever you do to the swamp cooler to make it work.  We turned it on full blast to try and cool this house down so that we could sleep.  We put the girls to bed and sat down to watch American Idol we had on DVR. When it was over we got up to go to bed and as we stood up from the couch, after you got higher, it was seriously like a HEAT WAVE!!!  Danny said it feels like the heat is blasting!  I was just like i know.  Then it hit me... The thermostat is right under the swamp cooler... I bet the heat had never been turned off and it had gone below 68.  Yep, with the cooler blowing directly on it, the thermostat was about 62 and the furnace had been running constantly for almost 2 hours..  it was like a freakin sauna in the basement where our room is.  I walked in to check on the girls before going to bed and they were both sprawled out on top of their blankets, sweating to death.  After the fans and open windows the house was back down to 72 this morning...  WE BOTH NEED TO ENGAGE THE BRAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5001612451384903357?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5001612451384903357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5001612451384903357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5001612451384903357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5001612451384903357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-danny-pregnant-too.html' title='Is Danny pregnant too?!?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-706153091349850460</id><published>2009-04-16T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:02:35.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons Why I LOVE THIS MAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sed6ayoPLxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QWBJ5QdRsUY/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sed6ayoPLxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QWBJ5QdRsUY/s200/IMG_0751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325359685074628370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10.   He helps with baths, dishes, laundry and does my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"honey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;do's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;without complaint.&lt;br /&gt;9.     He is always concerned about those around him and does all he can do to help out.&lt;br /&gt;8.     In the morning after his alarm goes off he pushes snooze at least once or twice so that he              can roll over and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snuggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me before he gets out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;7.     He &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; to take on a project and it is so funny to watch him figure out how he is going to do         it.&lt;br /&gt;6.     When he reads stories to the girls at bedtime he&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; makes up voices for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of the           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5.     In the middle of the day I will get a text from him saying that he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVES &lt;/span&gt;me and that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am             beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;He wants to give me the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;3.     He can make me laugh until I cry no matter what the day has been like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2.     He makes me feel amazing about who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;1.     He is my HUSBAND, my BEST FRIEND and I NEVER want to know a day without him in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I love you baby!  Thank you for loving me the way you do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-706153091349850460?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/706153091349850460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=706153091349850460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/706153091349850460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/706153091349850460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/top-10-reasons-why-i-love-this-man.html' title='Top 10 Reasons Why I LOVE THIS MAN!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sed6ayoPLxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QWBJ5QdRsUY/s72-c/IMG_0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5449635736725001923</id><published>2009-04-10T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:02:31.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Appointment</title><content type='html'>Well just wanted to give you all an update on the baby.  We went to the Dr. today.  I am officially 16 weeks tomorrow.  It is so crazy because I can now feel my uterus right under my belly button.  It is definitely starting to look and feel like a pregnant belly and not just fat.  It is getting ALOT more round..  Good news since last post huh!:)  Anyhow, the Dr. said that everything is going great.  The baby's heartbeat was 157 today about the same it was last time.  It was so weird this time though... the heartbeat was SO strong and loud.  In fact, he barely had to put the Doppler under my belly button to hear it.  Where before he would have to listen way down low.  That baby is definitely growing.  He also had us schedule our ultrasound for the 29th of this month which I am super duper excited about!  I can't wait until I find out for sure what we are having... then the name debate can really get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5449635736725001923?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5449635736725001923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5449635736725001923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5449635736725001923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5449635736725001923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/dr-appointment.html' title='Dr. Appointment'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4277573659118268399</id><published>2009-04-03T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:47:27.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The big FAT day of TEARS!!!</title><content type='html'>So, now that I am into my fourth month, I had it... The day that I had been dreading and knew that it would come.  The day that I realized that the gut that I worked SO hard to get rid of, was coming back, in FULL force.  Now, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that there is a baby inside of there, but mentally, it was a serious issue for me!  It all started last Saturday morning when I finished getting ready for the day, which is kinda an oxy moron because I thought I actually looked really cute when I got finished.  I walked upstairs into the kitchen and when I got to the top of the stairs, it seriously took me about 2 whole minutes to catch my breath... from walking up the stairs.  It made me feel as if I had gained 50 pounds overnight and all of the extra was making it SUPER hard for me to breath!  Danny said, "what is wrong?"  In reply, trying not to let me think about it, I just said, "I just can't catch my breath.."  A little bit later, we sat at the table to have a sandwich for lunch before we took the girls to the movies.  Kam was sitting where I normally sit, so I decided to sit in her chair... which might I add is pushed up against the wall... then she can't tip over.  It is a small space granted, and it is usually hard for me to squeeze in there, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT I CAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Well, that day, I got myself in, and couldn't get myself out.  Trying to smile and laugh it off, but inside... KILLING ME!!!  Right after lunch we loaded into the car and went to the theatre.  When we got there Kam and I went in to find our seats, Danny and Kadee went to get a drink and some popcorn.  When they got into the theatre, the movie was about to start.  They got into their seats and we dished out popcorn to the kids and got them all set for the movie to start.  I put my hand into the bucket to grab a handful, which I had been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAVING&lt;/span&gt;, and took a bite.  There was no butter on it!  Come on people, as bad as it is for you, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best part&lt;/span&gt; of the popcorn.  I leaned over to Danny and said, "there isn't even any butter on it."  Which his reply to was, " look at it, it is yellow.  There is tons of butter on it.  Not all of us drink butter."  And then I totally lost it.  I know he was totally just giving me crap, meant &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by it, but honestly, it was the last straw that day.  Well, needless to say, I started to cry, and I cried and cried and cried... like for 45 minutes.  I could have cared less about the stupid movie.  I was not eating &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kernel of that damn popcorn or eating &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; of the candy we had smuggled in the bag.  I felt like a 400 pound blob sitting there.  Well, Danny felt so bad... kept leaning over telling me how much he loved me, which only made me cry yet again.  After the movie was over we ran an errand and came home.  I had to go to the Young Women General Broadcast that night and when I went to leave Danny walked me out to the car.  He asked me again what was wrong today and I started to cry and told him I would talk to him about it when I got home.  After the meeting when I came in the house, he had the girls in bed and had lit candles all down the stairs to our bedroom, candles all over in our bedroom and he was waiting for me.  He told me how beautiful I was and that he was sorry he had not been more sensitive to how I was feeling.  Is he the best husband in the world or what?!  When I asked him how he knew what was wrong, he told me that he had put the events of the day together and figured it out.  Guys, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there is a baby in there.  I actually have not gained 1 pound!  I am actually 2 pounds under since I got pregnant... all that puking will do that.  What is my issue.  Honestly... I have got to get over it.  Did any of you go through this?  How do I make myself ok with the growing belly?  Maybe once I have my ultrasound it will go away...  It better cause I am only 4 months and this thing is only going to get ALOT bigger.  Am I crazy?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4277573659118268399?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4277573659118268399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4277573659118268399' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4277573659118268399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4277573659118268399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-fat-day-of-tears.html' title='The big FAT day of TEARS!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3417516999861320541</id><published>2009-03-27T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:22:06.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH SO FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sc17lpHSeeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/p9iMuuda3Bo/s1600-h/logan+cafe+sabor+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318042621616224738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sc17lpHSeeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/p9iMuuda3Bo/s200/logan+cafe+sabor+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I have been thinking about and planning for a few weeks now. In fact, have you ever seen that commercial where the family is going to Disneyland and the mom comes walking into the kids bedroom and none of them are asleep because... "they are just to excited to sleep?" Well, this morning I was awake at 5am to pee which was only my 5th time last night... and when I got back into bed I never went back to sleep... "I was just TO excited to sleep"! Yes people, I loaded the girls up this morning with bug juices and sugar along with Pinocchio and were on the road by 9:50 am... which is impressive all in itself... towards... LOGAN!!! Kadee was out of school for the day and when I realized it I told Danny that I really wanted to go. The only plans I had for the day was to go to the salon and just visit... clients in there and my girls at the shop... and then to meet my girls at CAFE SABOR for the Mexican I had been CRAVING since I finally stopped puking! It totally hit the spot. After a gallon and a half of salsa and chips, I still managed to eat a few fajitas from my plate. I was not leaving that place not having to be rolled out of there. I had been waiting for that for WEEKS!!! It has never tasted so good. PS... got some chips and salsa for the road. It was so much fun. After seeing all of the friends I had been SO homesick for we went to Kim, Dylan and Ryan's house and played for about an hour before the long ride back to SLC. The girls were so good and we had a blast. Thanks everyone for coming to lunch and just playing. I miss all of you a TON and I love you all so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3417516999861320541?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3417516999861320541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3417516999861320541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3417516999861320541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3417516999861320541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-so-fun.html' title='OH SO FUN!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sc17lpHSeeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/p9iMuuda3Bo/s72-c/logan+cafe+sabor+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-500922278947052511</id><published>2009-03-19T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:25:54.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY UPDATE!!!</title><content type='html'>I went to the Dr. today for my 13 week check up and all was great.  We were in and out of there in one hour, which compared to the first visit was half the time.  Alot less to do this time though... Great news, the baby is growing and the heartbeat was 140 last time and he said almost 160 this time.  Wow, how things progress huh.  I can definitely tell I am pregnant the last week or so, I feel like I have gained 15 pounds the way my clothes are fitting, but I actually have not gained one pound.  Imagine that.  So, all is well on the baby front.  I am starting to wish I had one of those Doppler thingys so that I could listen to that little heartbeat all day long... I have a feeling we wouldn't get anything else done here though!  And we still are only 3 rooms down when it comes to my spring cleaning... we better get on it!  Where is the energy to do it though?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-500922278947052511?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/500922278947052511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=500922278947052511' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/500922278947052511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/500922278947052511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-update.html' title='BABY UPDATE!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4560172580642799307</id><published>2009-03-12T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:46:31.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Daddy</title><content type='html'>Today Kam and I were driving on state street heading to the bank when all of the sudden she started to scream and wave her arms like crazy.  I said what is going on... she replied as she pointed to the big Master tool man that is on the sign in front of the store...  A HUGE STRONG DADDY!!!  How cool is it that the girls associate strong and manly, and might I add pretty good looking, to their daddy.  Which, he TOTALLY is all of that and more.  I love you Danny.  You are the best dad ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4560172580642799307?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4560172580642799307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4560172580642799307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4560172580642799307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4560172580642799307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/giant-daddy.html' title='Giant Daddy'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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-8251301928103627616.post-4962065812477920121</id><published>2009-03-12T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:42:50.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister of the year award</title><content type='html'>Kadee Lou is up for sister of the year.  I have really watched her with Kam this week and she is so amazing with her.  If Kam wants something she has she usually is happy to just let her play with it so she won't cry.  She is constantly helping her do things and teaching her about things.  I sat and watched them play PBS Kids today while I did my hair and she is awesome and patient and wonderful with her.  Thanks Kadee for showing all of us what it is to be an awesome sister!  WE LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4962065812477920121?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4962065812477920121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4962065812477920121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4962065812477920121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4962065812477920121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/sister-of-year-award.html' title='Sister of the year award'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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-8251301928103627616.post-3949975716074025923</id><published>2009-03-12T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:39:58.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY WHY WHY!!!</title><content type='html'>Kambrie is so going through the why phase and man, is it trying me. &lt;br /&gt;Kam don't touch that it is hot&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I am boiling some noodles to make mac and cheese for your lunch&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause that is what you and Kadee asked for.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because we found the High School Musical kind agian&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause they had it at the store&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because they did&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Kam, seriously stop with the why...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;UUUUGGGHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions of how you made it through this phase without loosing it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3949975716074025923?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3949975716074025923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3949975716074025923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3949975716074025923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3949975716074025923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-why-why.html' title='WHY WHY WHY!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3928160791225055093</id><published>2009-03-06T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:08:06.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You did what?</title><content type='html'>The other day Kambrie was eating a tiny box of Nerds.. you know, the classic kid candy that somehow ends up in EVERY nook of your house.  Well, she kept picking her nose.  I finally said, "sis, what are you doing.  Stop picking your nose."  To her reply, I have a nerd in my nose.  Yes, I could feel it but it was lodged up there so far I couldn't see it.  I plugged her one nostril, had her close her mouth and blow out her nose.  All of the sudden after about three blows to loosen that thing... it came flying out.  It was HUGE!  You know the ones that are like 2 or 3 stuck together.  That is what it was.   We had to have a talk about putting stuff up our nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Kadee came into the computer room while I was online checking my pregnancy ca lander... it is super cool and shows you the baby at each week, what it looks like and how it is changing.  She asked what I was doing so I said looking at what our baby looks like right now.  There was an ultrasound on there of a baby moving, kicking it's arms and legs and moving in the very small space that it has right now.  We talked about how now the baby can move, but I can't feel it yet.  The picture next to it was just an actual picture of the baby in the placenta.  The next question I got was about the sac around the baby.  I explained to Kadee that it keeps the baby safe and is full of water like stuff so the baby doesn't get bumped.  She sat there for a minute and then looked at me and asked, "so, when you swallowed that baby, you swallowed it in a SAC!!!"  I just grinned and said "yep, I did."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3928160791225055093?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3928160791225055093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3928160791225055093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3928160791225055093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3928160791225055093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-did-what.html' title='You did what?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7232175640247056853</id><published>2009-03-06T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:59:55.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGOtoT_LtI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jxl78mr8yXs/s1600-h/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310182350213033682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGOtoT_LtI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jxl78mr8yXs/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was Danny's 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. We had so much fun getting ready for him to come home from work. We drew a poster and put it in the front window and got balloons. We tied them outside and in the house. When he walked in the door we blew our noise makers and made him put on his party hat! We opened presents and had dinner and no bake cookies with a candle to sing Happy Birthday... his request. It was so fun! Happy Birthday Baby! I sure do love you and hope this is the best year ever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310182339012251362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGOs-lgzuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-zwhIUqcrBs/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+006.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-7232175640247056853?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7232175640247056853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7232175640247056853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7232175640247056853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7232175640247056853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGOtoT_LtI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jxl78mr8yXs/s72-c/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5126607064601513810</id><published>2009-03-06T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:55:20.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO BRAVES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMzZcxktI/AAAAAAAAAe8/HCLk4OjI9ig/s1600-h/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310180250279318226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMzZcxktI/AAAAAAAAAe8/HCLk4OjI9ig/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we took a road trip to Cedar City to the 2A State Basketball games. It was awesome. We stayed in a motel with Cory and Mel, Chris and Stacey, Mom and Dad and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; kids. It was so fun. We watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of basketball and the girls swam in the pool with Dad, I somehow didn't pack my suit... darn. On Saturday after we checked out of the motel we had the afternoon to kill before the big game so we went to visit Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boyter&lt;/span&gt; and Renae. It was so good to visit with them. When we got back to Cedar we went to the championship game and watched the BRAVES become the 2009 STATE CHAMPS!!! It was awesome. I was so proud to be a Brave. The gym was packed with the whole town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coalville&lt;/span&gt;. It is so great to come from a place where the entire community supports everyone and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;. Man, I hope we get out there soon. The whole way home after the game there was a steady stream of red lights on NB I-15. It felt great to be part of something so fun! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310180247120275362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMzNrmZ6I/AAAAAAAAAe0/OVLaL5egpvo/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kam&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Cory at the games&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310180229219148498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMyK_o4tI/AAAAAAAAAec/B3jXuO53N7A/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; got to dress with the Varsity as a Freshman.  I am so proud of him and can't wait to see him do his thing next year!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310180234695153682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMyfZOGBI/AAAAAAAAAek/AX9PeScB4KI/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanging at half time of the championship game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310180235559575298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMyinUHwI/AAAAAAAAAes/JaZk9xuYu4w/s200/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt; keeping herself entertained during the game... how can she even hear... it is SO LOUD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5126607064601513810?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5126607064601513810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5126607064601513810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5126607064601513810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5126607064601513810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-braves.html' title='GO BRAVES!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SbGMzZcxktI/AAAAAAAAAe8/HCLk4OjI9ig/s72-c/state+basketball+and+danny+bday+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7068270734582168140</id><published>2009-02-26T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:35:37.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How does this happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab85kihPxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SLU6sksq7SY/s1600-h/kam+and+wedding+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307207276893912850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab85kihPxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SLU6sksq7SY/s200/kam+and+wedding+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went in to put blankets on the girls the other night before going to bed and this is what we found...  how do you sleep like that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307207285291576018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab86D0ratI/AAAAAAAAAeU/EBOlmB0LSLA/s200/kam+and+wedding+004.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-7068270734582168140?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7068270734582168140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7068270734582168140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7068270734582168140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7068270734582168140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-does-this-happen.html' title='How does this happen?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab85kihPxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SLU6sksq7SY/s72-c/kam+and+wedding+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-289707111160956604</id><published>2009-02-26T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:32:57.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab8HZBQ7_I/AAAAAAAAAeE/lo7w5zbO-wY/s1600-h/kam+and+wedding+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307206414808182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab8HZBQ7_I/AAAAAAAAAeE/lo7w5zbO-wY/s200/kam+and+wedding+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I was a little girl, I remember sitting on the couch one night with an apple and putting it inside my shirt where my boobs would be if I had them.  My dad looked over and saw me and started to laugh.  I was mortified and dropped the apple.  He just smiled and said soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kambrie&lt;/span&gt; cracks me up... she is obsessed with my boobs. She is constantly trying to cop a feel and every morning gets my bra for me when I get out of the shower so I can "cover my boobies". This morning I came in to get dressed and she was in our bedroom trying it on... I laughed so hard. She was upset with me when I caught her so the pics she doesn't look to pleased in, but man, did I get a good giggle out of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-289707111160956604?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/289707111160956604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=289707111160956604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/289707111160956604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/289707111160956604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/boobies.html' title='Boobies?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab8HZBQ7_I/AAAAAAAAAeE/lo7w5zbO-wY/s72-c/kam+and+wedding+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2293971220343643431</id><published>2009-02-26T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:28:21.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barb got hitched!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab7TICGV1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tMTcIVeAKw0/s1600-h/kam+and+wedding+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307205516895082322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab7TICGV1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tMTcIVeAKw0/s200/kam+and+wedding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it felt like they had been engaged FOREVER, but it finally came. Barb and Mike got married last Friday in the SLC Temple. It was an awesome ceremony. Mike's grandfather was able to marry them and he did awesome! I was so proud of Barb and she looked amazing. Congrats to her and Mike... Married life is the best thing ever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307205522765890866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab7Td5zxTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nw8VudlFxL0/s200/kam+and+wedding+003.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-2293971220343643431?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2293971220343643431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2293971220343643431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2293971220343643431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2293971220343643431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/barb-got-hitched.html' title='Barb got hitched!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/Sab7TICGV1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tMTcIVeAKw0/s72-c/kam+and+wedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5040533974299783860</id><published>2009-02-20T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:42:34.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kam... a BIG sister?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98bfcc7ba3ef534e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98bfcc7ba3ef534e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D304622B347921C312CD22F8792737C854AA15FC7.48B45FFB17BA3A87AAAF4F81732B7A786C04CF3A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98bfcc7ba3ef534e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHdXubPXCMKNSAztedjvN61ac-nI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98bfcc7ba3ef534e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D304622B347921C312CD22F8792737C854AA15FC7.48B45FFB17BA3A87AAAF4F81732B7A786C04CF3A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98bfcc7ba3ef534e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHdXubPXCMKNSAztedjvN61ac-nI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yep, that is right people... We are going to have a baby!  We are so excited and can't believe that it happened this fast!  I have been told, having PCOS and all that it would more than likely take ALOT of help to get me pregnant and wouldn't you believe... the very first possible day, it happened!  I have been sicker than sick, but the Dr.  assures me that it is a great sign that the baby is doing great.  Listening to the heartbeat was amazing.  It made it pretty darn real that there is REALLY something growing inside and me and becoming bff with the toilet is worth it!  We are due on our 1st wedding anniversary, Sept 26th.  How funny is that.  Who thought in one year I would go from single to a husband and THREE kids!  Man, life is great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5040533974299783860?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=98bfcc7ba3ef534e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5040533974299783860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5040533974299783860' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5040533974299783860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5040533974299783860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/kam-big-sister.html' title='Kam... a BIG sister?!?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3927816475295518988</id><published>2009-02-11T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:28:19.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters... Best of Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZM00d1fixI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vuQE5wNTf8I/s1600-h/girls+sleepover+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301639262312041234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZM00d1fixI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vuQE5wNTf8I/s200/girls+sleepover+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two sweethearts... They are best of friends, most of the time. They love to snuggle each other and constantly have to be right next to each other when they watch cartoons.. They are so cute. I hope they stay like this FOREVER!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301639258810321042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZM00QyniJI/AAAAAAAAAds/G3-v7_Sgzvk/s200/girls+sleepover+001.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-3927816475295518988?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3927816475295518988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3927816475295518988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3927816475295518988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3927816475295518988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/sisters-best-of-friends.html' title='Sisters... Best of Friends...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZM00d1fixI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vuQE5wNTf8I/s72-c/girls+sleepover+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4681571132587307603</id><published>2009-02-11T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:24:49.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637740786915602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZMzb5tomRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QiC2ZRHKykE/s200/girls+sleepover+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls had been wanting to have Emma, their friend, over to play. We had told her on Sunday that we would set the date for Friday night. She was way excited. On Tuesday Nic and Annie called and asked if we could watch their kids while they went to a work dinner. We thought that since we already had Emma coming it would be fun to make it a big party! The kids ate it up. We made pizzas and watched a movie. The girls ate it up... Danny and I refereed and played with the kids. By the end of the night they were all in jammies and we had read stories and said prayers before they all went home. It was an eventful night. Thanks kids for being so fun and good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637727498567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZMzbINcgDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bJHyPh9d7EU/s200/girls+sleepover+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids making pizzas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637730082812946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZMzbR1k9BI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vRkXRECDclA/s200/girls+sleepover+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kadee and Emma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637743840009026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZMzcFFjG0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/mKSt4Oy3pE8/s200/girls+sleepover+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gracie spelled her name on the fridge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4681571132587307603?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4681571132587307603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4681571132587307603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4681571132587307603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4681571132587307603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/late-over.html' title='Late Over...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SZMzb5tomRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QiC2ZRHKykE/s72-c/girls+sleepover+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5648562713556265492</id><published>2009-01-23T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:19:35.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you give me the giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, Danny does this voice that makes me laugh so hard I about pee my pants every single time. After we got engaged he would do it all of the time. It has become this thing that he does that just cracks me up! Some nights he will do it and we will laugh so hard and loud I don't know how in the world the kids can sleep through it. Well, the other night after the Jazz game we were getting ready to go down to bed when Danny put his shoes purposely on the wrong feet... I started to giggle and this is what it turned into... I sound like I smoke 10 packs a day, because I was laughing so hard I couldn't even breathe. Danny thought I got the camera to take a picture, but instead I captured the whole thing... When he realized it he begged me to not put it on the blog, but I totally can NOT resist. He is just so funny when he does it! Man, He know how to make his wife smile... and laugh ALOT!!! Here's to the good times!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e74bb1004164219" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e74bb1004164219%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DD99DFFC24E8E21FC4A601751E498A69BA1C351.7D867C12A9A1D82969B2944469CDA25A9F720F71%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e74bb1004164219%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0OssC8rHcO54SI3hoa1wPZv5BSQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e74bb1004164219%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DD99DFFC24E8E21FC4A601751E498A69BA1C351.7D867C12A9A1D82969B2944469CDA25A9F720F71%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e74bb1004164219%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0OssC8rHcO54SI3hoa1wPZv5BSQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5648562713556265492?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e74bb1004164219&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5648562713556265492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5648562713556265492' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5648562713556265492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5648562713556265492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/gigles.html' title='you give me the giggles'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7279327969770902166</id><published>2009-01-23T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:17:17.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXozpdcJQiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Chnm9qhVzXk/s1600-h/january+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294601099297767970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXozpdcJQiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Chnm9qhVzXk/s200/january+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite memories growing up was when we would make homemade pizzas. We, Danny and I and the girls, have pizza every Friday night and Danny brings home a movie for us. Well, last Friday night, since we had been at Chucky Cheese all day, we pushed pizza night to Saturday. I decided that just instead of baking a pizza it would be fun to get all of the stuff, and let all of us make our own little pizza. The girls had a blast and the pizzas were actually really really good. We had enough stuff left over we can do it again this week! Yeah pizza day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294601087337029058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXozow4e3cI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GsobmYG1Qcc/s200/january+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7279327969770902166?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7279327969770902166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7279327969770902166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7279327969770902166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7279327969770902166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXozpdcJQiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Chnm9qhVzXk/s72-c/january+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-236250436370942026</id><published>2009-01-23T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:11:48.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say CHEESE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXox0INvY6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/yzGwjCTrZiQ/s1600-h/january+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294599083555513250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXox0INvY6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/yzGwjCTrZiQ/s200/january+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Grandma Gwen and Grandma Terry took all of us to Chucky Cheese last Friday afternoon. Our kids were out of school for the holiday on Monday, so it worked out great and gave me a MUCH needed day out of the house. The girls ate it up! Thanks Grandmas for being so good to us! WE LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294598579730092418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXoxWzUZkYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/enktqmihVpA/s200/january+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kam riding with the dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294599731584402034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXoyZ2T3gnI/AAAAAAAAAck/8_dGhGAXyb8/s200/january+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now it is Kadees turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294598597143274786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXoxX0MBpSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gNjxjRk2qpk/s200/january+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kam and I at the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294598604652049538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXoxYQKQdII/AAAAAAAAAcU/B5eoi-dhxkA/s200/january+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadie riding the rides&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-236250436370942026?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/236250436370942026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=236250436370942026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/236250436370942026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/236250436370942026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-say-cheese.html' title='Can you say CHEESE!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXox0INvY6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/yzGwjCTrZiQ/s72-c/january+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6270634516106921784</id><published>2009-01-22T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:03:28.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXi00kbxFbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tHxLFLdbN9o/s1600-h/january+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294180177200354738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXi00kbxFbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tHxLFLdbN9o/s200/january+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls sleep so funny! After baths and Jammie's we brush teeth and get ready for bed. We put the girls in their beds and they sit up and we have prayer. Now, we have started reading books to them while they lay in bed. We were doing it before we brushed teeth, but this was Kadee's idea and it works awesome. They lay there, hold still and be quiet and they fall asleep much much faster, if they aren't already asleep by the time we get done reading. Kam fell asleep the other night while Danny was reading with her care bear. I couldn't tell at first if she was just hiding or what... yep she was asleep! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294180204062693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXi02IgP1yI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xVLrFK49-XE/s200/january+006.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/8251301928103627616-6270634516106921784?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6270634516106921784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6270634516106921784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6270634516106921784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6270634516106921784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleeping-beauty.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SXi00kbxFbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tHxLFLdbN9o/s72-c/january+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-9073748433410681561</id><published>2009-01-11T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:38:55.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290135360170308418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SWpWFOyvM0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UXRwD8v1I4A/s200/sledding+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our first family sledding outing of the year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a127354b76a2985" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a127354b76a2985%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39CF11B52F18EC2EFE270D74A9616FE519743E14.5EBC2FEE638399E80F03863610281E44A9B35F2C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a127354b76a2985%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJJI2Wpum706oQ_tV_VBdyD5ZUis&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a127354b76a2985%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39CF11B52F18EC2EFE270D74A9616FE519743E14.5EBC2FEE638399E80F03863610281E44A9B35F2C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a127354b76a2985%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJJI2Wpum706oQ_tV_VBdyD5ZUis&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, we wanted to take the girls sledding so we got all bundled up and drove trying to find a hill, with snow, for about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Finally, up on the east bench way past Sandy, we found an elementary school that had this little sledding hill. There was only one Dad there with his two little kids and so we pulled in. Kambrie &lt;em&gt;screamed&lt;/em&gt; because &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;after the snow blower incident she was quite hesitant to get on the sled&lt;/span&gt;, but after watching Kadee come down a few times with Dad she decided that it would be fun. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kadee was so brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and she even went down all by herself before we left. We all had a blast but mostly I just had the &lt;strong&gt;giggles&lt;/strong&gt;. In this video above you will see Kadee and Kambrie come down on the sled, followed by Danny. What is &lt;em&gt;so funny&lt;/em&gt; about this video is Kam and her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;balaclava...aka...face mask&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is so funny. It works good to keep her chin warm and not get snow on it, but she just can't figure out how in the world to see out of that thing. So, after really watching the videos and looking at the pics we took sledding, I think she was &lt;strong&gt;in the dark&lt;/strong&gt; most of the time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No wonder she was so brave!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290135363921918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SWpWFcxMOiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/zDhIy8XVpTM/s200/sledding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the girls hiking back up the hill, Kam still can't walk through the snow in those dang boots so she got the easy route to the top!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290135350407261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SWpWEqbC7vI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ulN1_KqC69g/s200/sledding+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Danny and the girls at the bottom of the hill.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This last video is by far my favorite!  &lt;strong&gt;I still giggle so hard when I watch it&lt;/strong&gt;.  I think I watched it three or four times the other day while Kam was napping and giggled the whole time.  &lt;em&gt;Of course&lt;/em&gt; there was a jump on the hill and &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt; my husband had to give it a try.  This is him going off it.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only tried it the one time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  That was enough for him.  LOL... I ate it up!  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aw, I love the snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de3792cd52a9491a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde3792cd52a9491a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D748640AF667968547AD191DC5F6241B5352DB4AB.25A1D1B6A7CE2120E85A87CEBE155B5190307099%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde3792cd52a9491a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQP4mbHyiPcXjltXnQK-9MV95rs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde3792cd52a9491a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D748640AF667968547AD191DC5F6241B5352DB4AB.25A1D1B6A7CE2120E85A87CEBE155B5190307099%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde3792cd52a9491a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQP4mbHyiPcXjltXnQK-9MV95rs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-9073748433410681561?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a127354b76a2985&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=de3792cd52a9491a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9073748433410681561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=9073748433410681561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9073748433410681561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/9073748433410681561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-wonderland.html' title='winter wonderland'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SWpWFOyvM0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UXRwD8v1I4A/s72-c/sledding+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-1691812682217944966</id><published>2009-01-01T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:57:19.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wArNiNg!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0uHeG2WfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/tmcxNOc7HJk/s1600-h/J5136.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286432243478583794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0uHeG2WfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/tmcxNOc7HJk/s200/J5136.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, Danny wanted to build an igloo in the back yard over the Christmas break. Him and Kadee worked on it one of his first days out of school, but they quickly ran out of snow. With only three layers high, they were in desperate need of some more snow. Christmas Eve and day were awesome. We got so much snow at our house! On Saturday morning, Danny went to his dad's house and borrowed the snow blower. We seriously had like 6 inches just in our driveway. He decided it would work awesome to blow all of the snow into the backyard, then they could use all of that snow for the igloo. Well, we were all outside playing in the snow while he was cleaning off the driveway. When he got to the top, where it leads into the back yard, Kambrie was standing there... He yelled for her to watch out. She looked at him, turned and took off towards the backyard. Just as he turned the snow blower to blow the snow into the yard, she turned back around facing him. He totally plowed her right into the face, buckets and buckets of snow. It was seriously like it was in slow motion. As the snow hit her right in the eyes, slowly slowly she tipped backward and over onto her back. It took a minute for the snow to stop coming out of the snow blower so by the time it stopped she was about buried. I saw the whole thing and I almost seriously peed my pants. It was so sad, but one of the funnies things I have ever seen. She was seriously done after that and ready to go back in the house. For two days when we would talk about it she would still start to cry. So, warning: do not aim snow blower at child's face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-1691812682217944966?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1691812682217944966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=1691812682217944966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1691812682217944966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1691812682217944966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/warning.html' title='wArNiNg!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0uHeG2WfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/tmcxNOc7HJk/s72-c/J5136.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5785681833879734734</id><published>2009-01-01T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:41:50.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy it looks dorgeous!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0km9t7XrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M0MMCCIw70o/s1600-h/christmas+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421789423656626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0km9t7XrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M0MMCCIw70o/s200/christmas+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambrie is so into combing hair.. she is already starting to take after me. She is constantly saying to Kadee, "I comb your hair, otay?" With which Kadee cries and says "No Kambrie, leave me alone! I don't want my hair combed!" After church on Sunday Danny let Kam experiment with his hair... while he was watching some football. She had clips, a head band, and was trying to tie a ribbon in it. She just kept on saying, Daddy it looks dorgeous! What a great dad! We will only need to treat the dig marks from the comb for a few more days! 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You are all right, when you have kids it is totally different! Getting everything all set up and ready for the girls was so fun. Danny and I had a blast getting all the presents from Santa perfect. The girls had so much fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418442004494002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hkHnAdrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HkIcK0oUIvg/s200/christmas+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418451172855906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hkpw6kGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rlVroLzRIvw/s200/christmas+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Kadee and Kambrie putting one of their three new dollys in their new cradles from Papa!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418456143315234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hk8R9wSI/AAAAAAAAAag/_JiEYweXQ_8/s200/christmas+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kambrie also got new beads from Santa!  Man how that girl loves to bead.  She got new beads with stars and hearts... she loves to make a whole string of just hearts.  So funny... works great for sacrament meeting though!  YEAH!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418470804223634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hly5ZdpI/AAAAAAAAAao/9UxLbhiSJ34/s200/christmas+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening presents...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418477633929682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hmMVugdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gXbcdBM-85w/s200/christmas+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Danny wanted knitting needles and a knitting book for Christmas... He has been so funny.  It has taken him a few days to figure it all out, but he is seriously on the move with it now.  He has started a scarf for one of the girls.  He told me that he is going to knit us all sweaters for Christmas next year... lol.  Man I know you all can't wait to get your christmas cards with that pic on the front!  Danny totally spoiled me this year too!  He bought me all the clothes I wanted.  He picked all of them out and they are so cute and they all fit too!  It was a great day!  We must have been soooo good this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-1303051187236982329?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1303051187236982329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=1303051187236982329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1303051187236982329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1303051187236982329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-first-christmas-morning.html' title='Our First Christmas Morning!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0hkHnAdrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HkIcK0oUIvg/s72-c/christmas+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-937240566195724984</id><published>2009-01-01T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:57:48.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0fxL5M1II/AAAAAAAAAaI/sQN7W10v3p4/s1600-h/christmas+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416467469587586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0fxL5M1II/AAAAAAAAAaI/sQN7W10v3p4/s200/christmas+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went up to my mom and dad's to have dinner and open presents. My mom and dad do this every year on Christmas Eve.   This is Kambrie covered in chocolate from all the yummy treats!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416398237898306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0ftJ_FFkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/hUfBOuAx_L0/s200/christmas+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After dinner Dylan and Kennady dressed up like Mary and Joseph and read us the Christmas story out of the bible. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416390608012322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0fstj-RCI/AAAAAAAAAZo/eDn2RyAk7uo/s200/christmas+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, Mom read us a story about taking care of each other and gave us all our Christmas book for the year. After we all told what we were thankful for this year, it was time to open presents... It looked like the sleigh had tipped right over. My dad made our girls cradles for their babies. Oh man, were they a hit! Thanks Papa!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416411917301682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0ft88gN7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/sdEGlQ6FB44/s200/christmas+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416416518026274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0fuOFZtCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qMcOArtng7w/s200/christmas+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-937240566195724984?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/937240566195724984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=937240566195724984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/937240566195724984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/937240566195724984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve-night.html' title='Christmas Eve night...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0fxL5M1II/AAAAAAAAAaI/sQN7W10v3p4/s72-c/christmas+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8973069365174752322</id><published>2009-01-01T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:49:21.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Activities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0eByi5TDI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0aY7AFXlR1g/s1600-h/christmas+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414553699666994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0eByi5TDI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0aY7AFXlR1g/s200/christmas+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the morning we had our Christmas party with Nana and Papa Aguirre. It was so fun. We had lunch and opened presents. We gave Nana and Papa the video with all the kids singing their favorite Christmas songs. We have worked on it since like October, every Monday night. Then we went to a recording studio and had it all put to music. It sounded awesome! They added pictures of all the kids to the video with all the kids singing. It worked out great! Nana and Papa loved it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414540637466546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0eBB4n77I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vgQIZf9n_2A/s200/christmas+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414548215779138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0eBeHbz0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/vIe440NQQr0/s200/christmas+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8973069365174752322?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8973069365174752322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8973069365174752322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8973069365174752322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8973069365174752322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve-activities.html' title='Christmas Eve Activities...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SV0eByi5TDI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0aY7AFXlR1g/s72-c/christmas+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6689107177628451192</id><published>2008-12-18T13:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:23:49.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband and best friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq_W280PrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5MYYsnmYE-Q/s1600-h/100_0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281243912473951922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq_W280PrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5MYYsnmYE-Q/s200/100_0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that a week from today we will have been married for THREE WHOLE MONTHS! The time has seriously flown by and at the same time, it feels like we have been married forever. I hardly even remember single life... all 30 years of it! I just want everyone to know that I am married to the best husband, man and friend in the whole world! I would be completely lost and empty without you baby! I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6689107177628451192?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6689107177628451192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6689107177628451192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6689107177628451192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6689107177628451192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-husband-and-best-friend.html' title='My husband and best friend!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq_W280PrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5MYYsnmYE-Q/s72-c/100_0739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3803472321359294444</id><published>2008-12-18T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:11:18.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An answer to my prayers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq8WqzQDXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/JLgPRsLgocI/s1600-h/christmas+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281240610677722482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq8WqzQDXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/JLgPRsLgocI/s200/christmas+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;If any of you remember a post I had awhile ago about what in the world does Kam do to her hair while she sleeps.. today was an answer to my prayers. At night when we bath she gets some curl underneath her hair. I said to Danny the other night, I am going to put some gel in that one day and diffuse it and see what I get out of it... Well, today I did it.... It was awesome. We just shaved 15 minutes off of morning time rituals! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281240613069338066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq8WztdNdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3L0KxCL8lxw/s200/christmas+013.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-3803472321359294444?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3803472321359294444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3803472321359294444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3803472321359294444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3803472321359294444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/answer-to-my-prayers.html' title='An answer to my prayers...'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq8WqzQDXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/JLgPRsLgocI/s72-c/christmas+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8127912711677129444</id><published>2008-12-18T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:07:41.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T is for TROUBLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239655057060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq7fC1h8OI/AAAAAAAAAYw/51r7CJK9RPw/s200/christmas+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kambrie is all girl... for sure. Every morning while I get ready she comes in the bathroom with me and I line up the eyeshadow and blush and lipsticks on the toilet seat so that she can play with them. It keeps her very entertained and she loves to ask me where to put it. She is getting very good at remembering what it is called, how to apply it, and where it goes. Very impressive for a 2 year old! She knows that she is not allowed to play with the mascara. Well, the other morning, I had Kam and Kadee all ready for school. Hair and dressed. I didn't realize what I had done when I walked into our room to get dressed. I heard Kadee come downstairs and go into the bathroom with Kam. I didn't think to much of it until when I got my clothes on and it was getting VERY quiet in the bathroom. I walked in and this is what the TWO of them together had gotten into...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239641945251634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq7eR_bnzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tXppz49bprA/s200/christmas+007.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-8127912711677129444?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8127912711677129444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8127912711677129444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8127912711677129444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8127912711677129444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/t-is-for-trouble.html' title='T is for TROUBLE!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SUq7fC1h8OI/AAAAAAAAAYw/51r7CJK9RPw/s72-c/christmas+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7036375989729829966</id><published>2008-12-06T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:54:41.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They talked me into it!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I never thought by the end of last summer that you would catch me DEAD doing this, but yes, my family and the nagging feeling inside of me have convinced me to finally work one day a week in COaLvIllE.  Yes, that is right all of you blog readers, Danny and I will once again be going to Hairwaves on Sunday nights to load up all of my "stuff" and haul it to coalville to cut some hair and do some nails.  I seriously put this off for so long, but now that I have decided to do it I will have to admit that honestly I am really excited about it.  I went to the salon in Coalville, Bellas, to pick up my key yesterday and I got really excited.  I never thought I would do that salon on wheels thing again, but here it goes.  I am already getting appointments and everyone is getting really excited about me coming, so it makes me happy to do it.  I love my job and I think it will be fun to catch up with some people I hardly ever get to see anymore.  Maybe it will even open the doors that we need to get us back up to that area.  I am homesick to live there... which is yet another thing I never in a bazillion years thought I would do.  Wow, how things change huh.  So, boys and girls, pass the word along.  I am going to be working on Mondays in Coalville.  9-5 or however early or late I need to be there.  I will be doing hair and nails.  You can call my cell to schedule an appt.  435-512-0856.  Free advertising on the blog... that's the bomb.com! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7036375989729829966?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7036375989729829966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7036375989729829966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7036375989729829966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7036375989729829966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-talked-me-into-it.html' title='They talked me into it!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-8243032703148470950</id><published>2008-12-03T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:38:19.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUr NeW bAbY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STbDnMX39_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/6_rr7EkjOYM/s1600-h/christmas+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275619091614791666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STbDnMX39_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/6_rr7EkjOYM/s200/christmas+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a road trip to St. George a month ago and space was a serious issue. We had bags and pillows and movies all stuffed under our feet. It was a very very close and cozy drive. We decided that we really needed some more room. After our research and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of looking, Danny bought me a new car yesterday! It is a Honda Pilot and I love it. He takes such good care of us. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; nice and I really feel the mom part now. I decided that when you get a vehicle with a DVD player that folds down from the ceiling... you are officially a mom. So, here I am, DVD player and all. Now let's fill up the rest of those seats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-8243032703148470950?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8243032703148470950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=8243032703148470950' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8243032703148470950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/8243032703148470950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-new-baby.html' title='oUr NeW bAbY!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STbDnMX39_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/6_rr7EkjOYM/s72-c/christmas+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3323008051410743746</id><published>2008-12-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:31:28.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Griswald Family Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My husband is seriously the best sport in the world. As you all know I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas! I just can't get enough of it. I came home from work on the Tuesday night before Thanksgiving and Danny was headed to Smiths to work for his few hours... I thought to myself, this would be the perfect night to put up the tree and get Christmas going... I asked him if he would be completely upset if I started a few days early. So, out came all of the boxes and when he came home 3 hours later... TADA Christmas was here! So, I had been giving him a pep talk for weeks about putting Christmas lights on the house outside. I had asked him if he would do it for us on Friday morning so that we could turn them on Friday night. At 8 am on Friday he ventured outside to put them up. The girls and I put a little tree in their room and helped me decorate it and we got the house all cleaned up. By the time it was almost noon and I hadn't seen him back in the house yet, I decided to go see if I could bring him anything... and this is what I found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275617275880428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STbB9gPEVAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8cYyGclQXnc/s200/christmas+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously laughed my buns off.  Him outside with his Russian hat on, Smiths apron to hold the clips and a pencil behind his ear.  I thought it was so cute and I had to take a picture of it!  Thanks baby for being such a good sport and going along with my craziness!  THE LIGHTS LOOK AWESOME!&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/8251301928103627616-3323008051410743746?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3323008051410743746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3323008051410743746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3323008051410743746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3323008051410743746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/griswald-family-christmas.html' title='Griswald Family Christmas'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STbB9gPEVAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8cYyGclQXnc/s72-c/christmas+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5106229300022490505</id><published>2008-12-03T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:42:39.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Paints!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STaoGNALh8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wTF9pss16XU/s1600-h/christmas+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275588838034212802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STaoGNALh8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wTF9pss16XU/s200/christmas+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So over the summer I lived with a girl named Michelle and when I was moving out, she gave me this big bag full of crafty stuff, old school crafty stuff. She told me that the girls would love to play with it. Well, when we moved into the house I will admit that I hid it downstairs in the computer room thinking I was not sure when I would get the energy to have a craft day with the girls. A few weeks ago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kadee&lt;/span&gt; was downstairs watching a movie on Danny's Mac so we could watch a football game upstairs and when I came down to check on her she had found the "bag of crafts". So, I eventually ended up promising her that we would do them on Friday afternoon because she didn't have school... It actually ended up fun for all of us, and the paint didn't ruin anything, so all in all... great activity. And the girls ate it up!  This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kambrie&lt;/span&gt; painting on her snowman... She could have done that for hours.  She loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tedious&lt;/span&gt; stuff.  It is so funny for a two year old!  I walked in on her singing "Where are you Christmas" and I couldn't help myself, I had to get some of it on video.  Man kids are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dad2e699524d0663" 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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddad2e699524d0663%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19063965E948C1889078FE7F3AE5412B4410269B.31999F5411A0142CB0D4BAEEECF8C2F453456207%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddad2e699524d0663%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIT-igk2ZnxWR5bUJfhmrFVp92Oo&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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddad2e699524d0663%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19063965E948C1889078FE7F3AE5412B4410269B.31999F5411A0142CB0D4BAEEECF8C2F453456207%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddad2e699524d0663%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIT-igk2ZnxWR5bUJfhmrFVp92Oo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5106229300022490505?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dad2e699524d0663&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5106229300022490505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5106229300022490505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5106229300022490505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5106229300022490505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-paints.html' title='Christmas Paints!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/STaoGNALh8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wTF9pss16XU/s72-c/christmas+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6493095976464924318</id><published>2008-11-21T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:57:21.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cUte gIrLs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pics from this last week of fun... Sorry, kinda a collage today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271153521507495234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmMzYA7UI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a_1bmaSatIQ/s200/girls+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kambrie completely exhausted from the sun, football, and the crash after all the pixie stix.  We went to the North Summit High School football game last Sat afternoon.  They played for the State Champs and won by 3 points in the last 2.2 seconds!  We painted the girls faces and fed them TONS of sugar and they loved every minute of it.  They had fun playing with cousins mostly.  Man, for as long as it has been since I have sung the NSHS school song, I sure got into that game.   GO BRAVES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271153530776239410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmNV52vTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/p9EgRcKlVA0/s200/girls+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kambrie after playing in my makeup bag... man does she LOVE the eyeshadow.  Now this has become a daily ritual, after I get done, I pass the few things she can play with onto her.  She is definitely ALL girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271153522288235490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmM2SKE-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/y2QcjUK4K2Q/s200/girls+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kadee got some hammy downs from Sadie for winter.  Man did we welcome the longer pants and some sweaters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271153525865183026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmNDm99zI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5i_bHW4T2b0/s200/girls+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And last but not least... not really sure.  It was on my camera today when I loaded pics.  I left Danny and the girls home on Wednesday night for a bit while I went with my sister in law to get waxed... guess this is how Danny entertained the girls!  LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271153542065763362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmN_9fNCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/aO5L_JOIRLk/s200/girls+004.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-6493095976464924318?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6493095976464924318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6493095976464924318' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6493095976464924318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6493095976464924318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-girls.html' title='cUte gIrLs!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SSbmMzYA7UI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a_1bmaSatIQ/s72-c/girls+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3724768378742521237</id><published>2008-11-15T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:34:19.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tattle!!!</title><content type='html'>Well hello blogging world.  Today is a momentous day, I Danny Aguirre have finally started to add to our family blog.  I guess I am now an official Blogger.  Well something very funny happened this morning.  The reports have been coming in.  'Kadee pushed me!' 'Kambrie is pulling that out!' 'kadee is playing in the blinds' 'kambrie took my toy!'  But today we hit an all time low.  This morning when the girls came down to get in bed with us for a minute before we get up, they began to play and Kambrie ended up on the floor.  Well of course we got some whining and a couple of tears and 'Kadee pushed me!' 'No I didn't, Kambrie tripped!'  Well turns out Kambrie agreed and she just fell down.  Upon that discovery, 'see Kambrie told a LIE!!!' so the tattle discussion started by us saying 'please don't tattle.'  and shortly thereafter we get 'I'm not tattling, Kadee is tattling!'  and Jen and I just bust up laughing.  I guess when your two you don't really understand the meaning of &lt;em&gt;the pot calling the kettle black&lt;/em&gt;.  So instead of trying to explain the flaws of her statement to her, we just laughed and chalked it up to a blogging moment that we wanted to share.  See no secrets here at the Aguirre house.  But for the records Kambrie spilled the popcorn last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3724768378742521237?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3724768378742521237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3724768378742521237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3724768378742521237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3724768378742521237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-tattle.html' title='Don&apos;t Tattle!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-7890791564758334757</id><published>2008-11-12T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:56:27.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Thanksgiving with Grandpa Boyter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN6e4596I/AAAAAAAAAUA/regff3QIo0Y/s1600-h/snow+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889856259422114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN6e4596I/AAAAAAAAAUA/regff3QIo0Y/s200/snow+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last weekend we went down to St. George and spent a few days. We went to Enterprise on Saturday to have Thanksgiving dinner with Grandpa Boyter and also to celebrate his 81st birthday. It was so fun. It was my first time meeting him and I fell in love with him. He is so dang cute. I am so glad we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889864559236306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN69zvFNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/u0goZEtHBjM/s200/snow+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls getting balloons twisted into flowers... they ate that up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889871929771250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN7ZRAhPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZCkGPSpDECc/s200/snow+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kambrie sneaking olives from the veggie tray before dinner... she is so funny!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889884997056162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN8J8fdqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Wv1sviDo7-4/s200/snow+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom Aguirre and Aunt Judy... the cooks! And was it ever &lt;em&gt;gooood!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889897324049874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN833eddI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MAEYUJn5CRM/s200/snow+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of the great grand kids waiting to sing &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Grandpa Boyter&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, Nic, Annie, Rylie, and Teena ran in the St. George races... Rylie ran the 5K and the rest of the crazies ran the half marathon. We are so proud of all of you! All of the hard work and dedication paid off! And like Teena said, the pain will go away but the glory of the accomplishment won't! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD JOB GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-7890791564758334757?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7890791564758334757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=7890791564758334757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7890791564758334757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/7890791564758334757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-thanksgiving-with-grandpa-boyter.html' title='Early Thanksgiving with Grandpa Boyter'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtN6e4596I/AAAAAAAAAUA/regff3QIo0Y/s72-c/snow+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-2008904578262567539</id><published>2008-11-12T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:39:38.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtMt5XTc5I/AAAAAAAAATo/_5d7N53uBMg/s1600-h/snow+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267888540516316050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtMt5XTc5I/AAAAAAAAATo/_5d7N53uBMg/s200/snow+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok so I am seriously really starting to wonder what in the world Kambrie does in her sleep. Seriously how does this happen... we take baths every night before bed and this is how her hair is when she wakes up... DO NOT GET IT!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267888553454434930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtMupj_enI/AAAAAAAAATw/D8jBv7YKlgM/s200/snow+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how Kadee looks when she gets up... just normal bed head.  Not the rats nest that Kam somehow twists her hair into!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267888566649495666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtMvat8IHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UDlefGSd2dk/s200/snow+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-2008904578262567539?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2008904578262567539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=2008904578262567539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2008904578262567539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/2008904578262567539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtMt5XTc5I/AAAAAAAAATo/_5d7N53uBMg/s72-c/snow+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-1317946188597909048</id><published>2008-11-12T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:20:03.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtLVHx1TkI/AAAAAAAAATg/bF6PRb873P0/s1600-h/snow+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267887015377325634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtLVHx1TkI/AAAAAAAAATg/bF6PRb873P0/s200/snow+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the first snowfall of the season and the girls ate it up... The second I picked Kadee up from school all she could talk about was going home and playing in it. Kam was so funny. She was having a really hard time staying on her feet. Oh do they keep me entertained!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-93e79d231c58dd3" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D093e79d231c58dd3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31152D0363CF74EA1F7D36CC83C727CFCDD81652.65CCAB30CC34E3CDC0BAA00E98DE31773B713D0E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93e79d231c58dd3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcU4bzN_5KjR5JYI5HPTa077fHiM&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D093e79d231c58dd3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31152D0363CF74EA1F7D36CC83C727CFCDD81652.65CCAB30CC34E3CDC0BAA00E98DE31773B713D0E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93e79d231c58dd3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcU4bzN_5KjR5JYI5HPTa077fHiM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-1317946188597909048?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=93e79d231c58dd3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1317946188597909048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=1317946188597909048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1317946188597909048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/1317946188597909048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-snow.html' title='Yeah Snow!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SRtLVHx1TkI/AAAAAAAAATg/bF6PRb873P0/s72-c/snow+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-497299517062394988</id><published>2008-11-01T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:25:46.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzlQZQhJtI/AAAAAAAAATA/sk2wFYvxk00/s1600-h/Halloween+day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263834134310102738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzlQZQhJtI/AAAAAAAAATA/sk2wFYvxk00/s200/Halloween+day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Halloween was so much fun. It was so great to see the girls all dressed up in their costumes. Kadee had a Halloween parade at school early Friday morning. This is her dressed as a Kitty. (I thought my camera was on picture but it was video- bless my heart) Kambrie dressed up as a Witch... or Weatch as she would say. They looked so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8eb9a02a9678151d" 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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8eb9a02a9678151d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C23F584B94446B615533C293E1CE430550F8076.840187CE684DCA7BC8D4711C1F5ACC7124D109B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8eb9a02a9678151d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9F__E5fwBJVHNG--OwRJuW7My08&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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8eb9a02a9678151d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C23F584B94446B615533C293E1CE430550F8076.840187CE684DCA7BC8D4711C1F5ACC7124D109B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8eb9a02a9678151d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9F__E5fwBJVHNG--OwRJuW7My08&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls spent the day with their mom and then came with us at night. We hung out at the trunk or treat for a bit, then to Nana and Papa's to get their special bags Nana made them, and then home for dinner and to watch the long awaited Tinkerbell that Grandma Terry and Papa Carl sent. Thanks so much everyone! We went to bed with good dreams from the movie and stomach aches from all the candy! It was such a fun day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263834136910968802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzlQi8nN-I/AAAAAAAAATI/RBVWricplqQ/s200/Halloween+day+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263834145155873906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzlRBqWfHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mXyyrT-j5N4/s200/Halloween+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-497299517062394988?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8eb9a02a9678151d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/497299517062394988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=497299517062394988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/497299517062394988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/497299517062394988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzlQZQhJtI/AAAAAAAAATA/sk2wFYvxk00/s72-c/Halloween+day+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-3967918935904717529</id><published>2008-11-01T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:17:05.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotism</title><content type='html'>Our little Kadee has learned sooo much already in Kindergarten.  Even this morning she came and crawled into bed with Danny and I and said hey I can count to 20 in Spanish.  Then she rattled them off... uno, dos, tres, ect.  I couldn't believe it, although I could understand it because if any of you have forgotten, I was the &lt;em&gt;FOREIGN LANGUAGE STERLING SCHOLAR&lt;/em&gt; which coming from a school like North Summit High, is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; deal!  :)  Just kidding, this entry is really about how smart my daughter is, I picked her up from school on Wednesday and she had learned the pledge, yep that very day, and she rattled it off pretty much perfect.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOW, was I impressed!  Good Job SIS!  Here is a video of her doing it for me later that night.. it is a little dark but you get the point of just how awesome she does it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e892ff1d3b2e01a3" 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://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De892ff1d3b2e01a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A332AD62AFE578C4632892CB88A4B99198AA5D9.615A3D83AF7A50AF9A1AE95125C751EA689E16D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De892ff1d3b2e01a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEBFYkrHVWPToxVHEPITEM6zHdno&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://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De892ff1d3b2e01a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330435352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A332AD62AFE578C4632892CB88A4B99198AA5D9.615A3D83AF7A50AF9A1AE95125C751EA689E16D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De892ff1d3b2e01a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEBFYkrHVWPToxVHEPITEM6zHdno&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-3967918935904717529?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e892ff1d3b2e01a3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3967918935904717529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=3967918935904717529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3967918935904717529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/3967918935904717529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/patriotism.html' title='Patriotism'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-21902394665051676</id><published>2008-11-01T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:02:47.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzgCGovXtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QdX23UHxIdk/s1600-h/Halloween+day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263828391235116754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzgCGovXtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QdX23UHxIdk/s200/Halloween+day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the brilliant idea for family night this week that we would carve pumpkins and get all ready for Halloween. After dinner we headed outside to get the pumpkins off the front porch. We got them a few weeks ago, but because of warm weather we waited to carve them. The girls pumpkins were really small, to small to carve, so they painted them... with q tips cause I couldn't find any paint brushes small enough. (My craft room still isn't to organized) After Danny cut the "lid" off of his pumpkin, I decided not to carve mine, that I would just leave it sitting on the front porch and then we could just use it as a fall decoration... until Thanksgiving. It looked REALLY messy... Somehow, Danny got me to try to dig out the guts and so I ended up getting dirty too, but it was so much fun! After we got done and took baths for bed the bathtub was covered in little pieces of paint we washed off the girls. They ate it up and have asked me every single day since if we can paint pumpkins again today. Danny made his pumpkin into a hillbillie. It was fun. The girls thought it was awesome when we put them on the porch and lit up the "jack o lantern". Oh memories!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263828125647438162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzfypPtAVI/AAAAAAAAASg/VSTG_689bAQ/s200/Halloween+day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263828134582139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzfzKh5uYI/AAAAAAAAASo/4f5YaJSYAfw/s200/Halloween+day+005.jpg" border="0" /&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/8251301928103627616-21902394665051676?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/21902394665051676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=21902394665051676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/21902394665051676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/21902394665051676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-night.html' title='Family night!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQzgCGovXtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QdX23UHxIdk/s72-c/Halloween+day+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-6045658240795958816</id><published>2008-10-27T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:55:05.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiLd NigHts</title><content type='html'>Yes, being married has brought some very wild and interesting, when I say that I mean give you the giggles until you can hardly breathe, nights.  No, get your mind away from there, that is not what I am talking about... I am talking about the fact that my husband talks in his sleep... so so so so so much and it make ABSOLUTELY no sense.  It is hilarious.  I lay there with the giggles all by myself trying to make sure I remember every bit of it to tell him the next morning.  It all became clear to me a few weeks before we were to be married.  One night Danny had fallen asleep on the living room floor at out new house.  When I told him to wake up and go home so I could go to bed, he said, "and that is why they close the caskets before they move them."  I replied, what?  And then he woke himself up enough to know what he just said.  I laughed until I thought I would pee my pants.  A few nights later, he said and that is why I wear pajama pants, I just don't trust myself.  (I am actually laughing so hard trying to write this)  It is sooo freakin funny.  On our wedding night we were going to sleep and I could tell he was about completely asleep.  He said something totally crazy and when I asked him what, he said HEY I know what I am talking about, it isn't funny.  Totally so hostile... I was trying so hard to not laugh.  And that was the beginning of many many hilarious nights to come.  The other night he sat straight up in bed and busted out singing when the saints come marching in.  Hilarious.  Thursday night, Kambrie woke up crying.  When I ran upstairs to see what she needed, it was a drink of water.  I walked into the kitchen and there was Danny, in his g's.  He asked what she needed and I said a drink, he walked into the bathroom.  I gave Kam her drink and stopped by the bathroom to tell him I was going back down to bed.  He said ok and came back to bed after me.  The next morning he said wow, the girls didn't wake up at all last night... Hello!  How do you not remember that?!?  Saturday night, I needed a drink at around 2:30.  We have one on the nightstand which is on his side of the bed.  When I asked him to hand it to me, he looked me dead in the eyes and said, you have 9 seconds... Reached for it, couldn't get it, and rolled over and went back to sleep.  I got up, walked around the bed, and took a drink.  Next morning nothin.  He remembers nothin.  It is so funny.  As normal as it is becoming, it is still so funny.  Thanks for making me laugh ALL of the time baby.  Let's hope our kids don't inherit that and let's pray that it doesn't rub off on me or we will definitely be the crazy people that were out mowing our lawn in the middle of the night in our garmets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-6045658240795958816?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6045658240795958816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=6045658240795958816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6045658240795958816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/6045658240795958816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/wild-nights.html' title='wiLd NigHts'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-4934773033623674814</id><published>2008-10-27T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:39:02.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masquerade Ball 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ6vqRO98I/AAAAAAAAASI/9MtKlQdOifo/s1600-h/masquerae+ball+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262028173848016834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ6vqRO98I/AAAAAAAAASI/9MtKlQdOifo/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Well, here it is, time for the second annual Masquerade Ball hosted by the Plummers. It was a blast. When the invitations came in the mail, I never in a million bazillion years thought that Danny would dress up in tights and go, but HE DID!!! He was such a good sport and we had so much fun!  We went as the Count and Countess of Coolness!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262028183077911746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ6wMpz_MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/P_k01JhBE0c/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262028195176567794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ6w5uW0_I/AAAAAAAAASY/CjRfcTg3jS4/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for being such a great date babe and I think actually enjoying yourself.  What a great way to spend our one month anniversary!  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-4934773033623674814?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4934773033623674814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=4934773033623674814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4934773033623674814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/4934773033623674814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/masquerade-ball-2008.html' title='Masquerade Ball 2008'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ6vqRO98I/AAAAAAAAASI/9MtKlQdOifo/s72-c/masquerae+ball+2008+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-685082934711179220</id><published>2008-10-27T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:33:39.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renew the ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5qd5rgYI/AAAAAAAAARg/_L1DRXYsmL4/s1600-h/masquerae+ball+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262026985117024642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5qd5rgYI/AAAAAAAAARg/_L1DRXYsmL4/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;So two weeks ago we went to the Zoo for a little family outing during UEA weekend. The girls had a blast and it was actually really fun. We bought a season pass this year. That way you don't have to go to the zoo and spend a FULL day which can seem like an eternity. This way, you go for an hour or two, see what you wanna see, and come home for naps. It is great! We went later in the day and then dad took us out for dinner at Burger King and then home to watch a movie and pop popcorn. What a fun filled family day on our ling weekend!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262027016128366050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5sRbXBeI/AAAAAAAAASA/JWG1h7WhD30/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262027010713813106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5r9QbgHI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ciucjetGKho/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262027005128314562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5rocvjsI/AAAAAAAAARw/TFuCUcCf0pE/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262026993969825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5q-4WhsI/AAAAAAAAARo/k3y9pIFGTrQ/s200/masquerae+ball+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-685082934711179220?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/685082934711179220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=685082934711179220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/685082934711179220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/685082934711179220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/renew-zoo.html' title='Renew the ZOO!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SQZ5qd5rgYI/AAAAAAAAARg/_L1DRXYsmL4/s72-c/masquerae+ball+2008+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251301928103627616.post-5231106720036168948</id><published>2008-10-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:06:46.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suGar CooKie MaGic and MAJOR MESSES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well here it is, that time of year when making sugar cookies in the shape of pumpkins and ghosts is so much fun... and the best part... the decorating. Here are the girls and I on our attempt to do such a rewarding activity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071179673088962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G3m2vM8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lnn2joHvUSw/s200/Halloween+cookies+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071199203672370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G4vnMQTI/AAAAAAAAARI/vy6TEwdIpl0/s200/Halloween+cookies+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071189733804098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G4MVZiEI/AAAAAAAAARA/8SkrUXpE-hM/s200/Halloween+cookies+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;When all the chocolate chips ad been eaten by Kambrie and the sprinkles had bee piled high on all of Kadee's cookies... we decided to call it a day.  Out came the broom and mop and even a change of clothes for the girls.  Kam had frosting up her nose hole...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071204291657394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G5CkQvrI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gMxSKiJlgQg/s200/Halloween+cookies+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260071208167617842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G5RAXNTI/AAAAAAAAARY/vxGekSKcG0I/s200/Halloween+cookies+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That is what memories are made of though right?  I wouldn't trade those dirty little hands and faces for anything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8251301928103627616-5231106720036168948?l=salonqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5231106720036168948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251301928103627616&amp;postID=5231106720036168948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5231106720036168948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251301928103627616/posts/default/5231106720036168948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salonqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/sugar-cookie-magic-and-major-messes.html' title='suGar CooKie MaGic and MAJOR MESSES!!!'/><author><name>Danny, Jen, Kadee, Kambrie and Lillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491642256082202179</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/_V4KxfNwyzVE/SP-G3m2vM8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lnn2joHvUSw/s72-c/Halloween+cookies+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
