<?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-6651425052012596901</id><updated>2012-01-08T18:21:47.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Henrie's</title><subtitle type='html'>Brett ~ Becky ~ Reed ~ Jett</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6912122363967532530</id><published>2011-09-15T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:35:19.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow! It's been a LONG time since I have even looked at my blog. I'm thinking no one even looks at this thing anyways, so I don't feel too guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not much to write about. We are doing well &amp;amp; keeping busy. School has started up for Reed and he loves it! I love bringing him to school with me every day. Jett &amp;amp; his BIG personality keep our family entertained. He wants to meet every person he sees, introduces himself as "Jett the Fastest Boy" or "Eric", and he has quite the imagination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brett is keeping busy with work while trying to juggle all of his hunts. He got an elk a few weeks ago with his bow. I was thrilled with the elk he shot. He got it a few days into the hunt so he wasn't gone for very long AND it is smaller than the elk I have on my wall. It was the perfect elk in my eyes! If it had been a bigger elk, he might have added to the animal graveyard in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures to catch you up on our family:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed's first day of Kindergarten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uroJPi2LOJ4/TnLYLvRe0RI/AAAAAAAABD0/ofw_M0Jw0-4/s1600/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652818178483343634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uroJPi2LOJ4/TnLYLvRe0RI/AAAAAAAABD0/ofw_M0Jw0-4/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiking trip up to Powder Mountain with my boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652818173761716642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3zXSdzS1Fg/TnLYLdrwgaI/AAAAAAAABDs/PEzO25sUZlQ/s320/IMG_3614.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brett set up the tent in our backyard &amp;amp; Reed informed me no girls were allowed. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652818150897007106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4pojbVz1vk/TnLYKIgYugI/AAAAAAAABDU/ceoYATFq_OU/s320/IMG_3452.JPG" /&gt;Last month we took the boys camping in Monroe &amp;amp; here are a few pictures from our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_90I8vmPN0/TnLcTPKUD_I/AAAAAAAABEc/IJ1zDxAGZJM/s1600/jett%2Bboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652822705348808690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_90I8vmPN0/TnLcTPKUD_I/AAAAAAAABEc/IJ1zDxAGZJM/s320/jett%2Bboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Scott teaching Jett how to fish&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7StaimoJ9YY/TnLcS4J2CqI/AAAAAAAABEU/uQtalDlLrLA/s1600/Jett%2Bshoulders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652822699172825762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7StaimoJ9YY/TnLcS4J2CqI/AAAAAAAABEU/uQtalDlLrLA/s320/Jett%2Bshoulders.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jett being lazy &amp;amp; refusing to walk - Uncle Scott giving into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUy7wKkdlO4/TnLcS9aT2iI/AAAAAAAABEM/ETx9G0z8kIM/s1600/Four%2Bwheeler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652822700584065570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUy7wKkdlO4/TnLcS9aT2iI/AAAAAAAABEM/ETx9G0z8kIM/s320/Four%2Bwheeler.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four-wheeler rides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6hRybnKq14/TnLcSoOdNvI/AAAAAAAABEE/-0Y2K3YT_ao/s1600/Becky%2BTarget%2Bshooting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652822694897202930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6hRybnKq14/TnLcSoOdNvI/AAAAAAAABEE/-0Y2K3YT_ao/s320/Becky%2BTarget%2Bshooting.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Target shooting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dRkViFCX10/TnLcSoe8dgI/AAAAAAAABD8/LlSL75qnbSE/s1600/toad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652822694966359554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dRkViFCX10/TnLcSoe8dgI/AAAAAAAABD8/LlSL75qnbSE/s320/toad.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reed's new friend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6912122363967532530?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6912122363967532530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6912122363967532530&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6912122363967532530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6912122363967532530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello.html' title='Hello?'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uroJPi2LOJ4/TnLYLvRe0RI/AAAAAAAABD0/ofw_M0Jw0-4/s72-c/IMG_3617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-919279785646730155</id><published>2010-12-08T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:47:48.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TQBYqm42j3I/AAAAAAAABCY/m84SAuaqbLo/s1600/Henries%2BDec%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TQBYqm42j3I/AAAAAAAABCY/m84SAuaqbLo/s400/Henries%2BDec%2B2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548532229937205106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long since I've last updated.  I've decided I'm not going to try keeping up with my blog anymore, but if I feel inspired to post something I will.  After making this monumental decision, it was amazing how quickly my blogger guilt disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an update on our family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett is still going strong with his own business.  It's been quite the adventure, but we are learning new things every day.  Doing it all on his own has been fun for me to watch Brett grow &amp; become an amazing leader.  In Brett's free time he is usually hunting/chasing something with our two hounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am still trying to keep my head above water.  Between my boys, teaching, Brett's book work, &amp; keeping up on my house, I've had my hands full.  That is another reason why I am not dedicating much of my time on this blog.  My free time is spent on my family, excersizing, or reading a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed will be turning 5 in January!  We can't believe how fast time flies.  This year Reed has been doing so well at preschool, and he can't wait to come to his Mom's school next year.  I hope he continues to love learning because it makes things much easier for everyone!  Reed also has become Brett's best friend.  Reed isn't afraid to do anything, so Brett is constantly taking Reed everywhere with him.  We've loved watching Reed grow into a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Jett will be 3 in March.  It's amazing watching him progress so fast.  He follows Reed everywhere and learns everything he can from his older brother (sometimes too much).  Our focus right now with Jett is potty training.  Boy does it get frustrating some times!  Jett is also quite a stubborn child when he wants to be, but he is also VERY funny &amp; loveable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night Reed &amp; I wrote a letter to Santa Claus telling him some ideas of what to get us for Christmas.  Reed dictated the letter to me &amp; I was the scribe.  Reed asked for a water gun, long rope, head light, real live kitty cat, gun that shoots arrows, flowers to give his Mom, a purse for Jett, a new ring for his Dad, and his very own dishwasher.  WOW does he have quite the wish list!  Oh &amp; now every night when he says his prayers, Reed prays to Santa Claus too.  We asked Jett what he wants Santa to bring him for Christmas &amp; Jett said he wants bouncy balls and marshmallows.  What a simple kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have enjoyed this Henrie update.  You might not see another for a really long time.  We just want to wish everyone a merry Christmas and best wishes for a happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brett, Becky, Reed, &amp; Jett Henrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-919279785646730155?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/919279785646730155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=919279785646730155&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/919279785646730155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/919279785646730155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TQBYqm42j3I/AAAAAAAABCY/m84SAuaqbLo/s72-c/Henries%2BDec%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-951969458949166313</id><published>2010-07-31T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:31:20.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Tonsils!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBbtRf7II/AAAAAAAABAw/JNyidSAV6vI/s1600/Tonsils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBbtRf7II/AAAAAAAABAw/JNyidSAV6vI/s400/Tonsils.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500304095424015490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken last Wednesday right before Reed got his tonsils taken out. The poor kid had the world's largest tonsils for a 4-year-old. When he gets a sore throat, his tonsils touch each other. That can't be good. Plus, he struggles breathing at night (snoring). The doctor decided it was time for Reed to part with his tonsils. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed did really well all the way up until he woke up from surgery. He was hysterical for about an hour. He kept trying to rip out is I.V. and making the most horrible sounds (coughing, burping, screaming...) The nurses had to give him some more morphine, and luckily he cried himself to sleep. That was probably one of the hardest times I've had as a parent so far. I finally had to give Reed to Brett while I went into the bathroom and cried. It broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Reed had a bunch of visitors bring him TONS of Popsicles. His cousins, Gracie &amp; Jack, came over to see how he was doing. Apparently he was doing well enough to play in the pool &amp; lay out with them. It was the second day after surgery that the pain hit. It has been a week since his surgery, and Reed is just barely talking &amp; eating. The poor guy was in a lot of pain. I just want to thank all of our family &amp; friends for all of your support, Popsicles, prayers, and visits. We really appreciate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUFmeui6gI/AAAAAAAABBA/apSlYOxQHsU/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUFmeui6gI/AAAAAAAABBA/apSlYOxQHsU/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500308678544386562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUFmLKcLnI/AAAAAAAABA4/Q0E4idjtitE/s1600/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUFmLKcLnI/AAAAAAAABA4/Q0E4idjtitE/s400/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500308673292676722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-951969458949166313?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/951969458949166313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=951969458949166313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/951969458949166313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/951969458949166313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-tonsils.html' title='Goodbye Tonsils!'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBbtRf7II/AAAAAAAABAw/JNyidSAV6vI/s72-c/Tonsils.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6367887111420972342</id><published>2010-07-31T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:08:17.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Winner - David Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBJy4qHZI/AAAAAAAABAo/v7pru6Fbqhg/s1600/David+Cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBJy4qHZI/AAAAAAAABAo/v7pru6Fbqhg/s400/David+Cook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500303787692793234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was enjoying lunch at Applebee's at the Gateway when I noticed a familiar face sitting at the table next to me.  My friends didn't believe me when I told them it was David Cook, the American Idol winner, so I was going to prove them wrong.  I walked over to his table and asked him if he was David Cook.  He smiled &amp; said, "Yes, who are you?"  Of course I had to make a complete idiot of myself.  I told him my name is Becky &amp; that I watched his whole season.  We talked for a little bit, and after lunch we went outside &amp; I took a picture with him.  He was really nice.  He was in town for the Real soccer game doing their half time show.  The funny thing was that no one else in Applebee's recognized him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6367887111420972342?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6367887111420972342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6367887111420972342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6367887111420972342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6367887111420972342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/07/american-idol-winner-david-cook.html' title='American Idol Winner - David Cook'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFUBJy4qHZI/AAAAAAAABAo/v7pru6Fbqhg/s72-c/David+Cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5215271584565938368</id><published>2010-07-31T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:55:17.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball for Reed</title><content type='html'>This was Reed's first year playing t-ball.  I think his parents enjoyed him playing more than he enjoyed it.  When you put that many 4-6 year olds on a field, you pretty much get a dog pile each time the ball is hit.  Reed wasn't the fastest kid, so he gave up trying to get to the ball first &amp; just played in the dirt.  Other than running to 3rd base after he hit the ball, Reed was catching on to the game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank any parent that takes on the role of coaching t-ball.  I'm glad it's you and not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT9zX9SxJI/AAAAAAAABAg/t3DgWdkcQmE/s1600/IMG_2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT9zX9SxJI/AAAAAAAABAg/t3DgWdkcQmE/s320/IMG_2831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500300103972471954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT9y_s8qAI/AAAAAAAABAY/u7jVMXAkI1E/s1600/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT9y_s8qAI/AAAAAAAABAY/u7jVMXAkI1E/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500300097461463042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5215271584565938368?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5215271584565938368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5215271584565938368&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5215271584565938368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5215271584565938368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/07/t-ball-for-reed.html' title='T-Ball for Reed'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT9zX9SxJI/AAAAAAAABAg/t3DgWdkcQmE/s72-c/IMG_2831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7334539920615262382</id><published>2010-07-31T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:45:28.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuPeRcRoSs 2010</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from this year's Supercross in Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT7kEVPxcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/dpJxUy56Wa4/s1600/IMG_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT7kEVPxcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/dpJxUy56Wa4/s320/IMG_2795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500297641982936514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT7j8-WqbI/AAAAAAAABAI/XPxqLTJkE1Q/s1600/IMG_2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT7j8-WqbI/AAAAAAAABAI/XPxqLTJkE1Q/s320/IMG_2792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500297640007870898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT6AtM_-EI/AAAAAAAABAA/XJic-7GPCpU/s1600/IMG_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT6AtM_-EI/AAAAAAAABAA/XJic-7GPCpU/s320/IMG_2791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500295934967281730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_wFnVqI/AAAAAAAAA_w/V6EaU73Za1A/s1600/IMG_2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_wFnVqI/AAAAAAAAA_w/V6EaU73Za1A/s320/IMG_2785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500295918561744546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_G1_mTI/AAAAAAAAA_g/l7TiSChmLrA/s1600/IMG_2773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_G1_mTI/AAAAAAAAA_g/l7TiSChmLrA/s320/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500295907490371890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT6AOnb9VI/AAAAAAAAA_4/CNSLV-oofHc/s1600/IMG_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT6AOnb9VI/AAAAAAAAA_4/CNSLV-oofHc/s320/IMG_2788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500295926756668754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_gLoMBI/AAAAAAAAA_o/xwQyMfLNUio/s1600/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT5_gLoMBI/AAAAAAAAA_o/xwQyMfLNUio/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500295914291998738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7334539920615262382?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7334539920615262382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7334539920615262382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7334539920615262382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7334539920615262382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/07/supercross-2010.html' title='SuPeRcRoSs 2010'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/TFT7kEVPxcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/dpJxUy56Wa4/s72-c/IMG_2795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-15027439159556798</id><published>2010-07-31T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:17:23.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Worst Blogger Award goes to....BECKY</title><content type='html'>Hello blogging friends.  It's been a while.  I haven't posted or looked at anyone's blog for the past 6 months.  If you are a reader of my blog &amp; you would like me to keep blogging, I would appreciate it if you would let me know.  I'm just trying to decide if it's worth keeping up.  For now, I will just update you with a few posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-15027439159556798?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/15027439159556798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=15027439159556798&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/15027439159556798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/15027439159556798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2010/07/worlds-worst-blogger-award-goes-tobecky.html' title='World&apos;s Worst Blogger Award goes to....BECKY'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4526882042459591911</id><published>2009-12-05T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:15:59.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa at Walmart</title><content type='html'>You'll never believe who we ran into this morning at Walmart.....SANTA CLAUS!!  We went in search of milk, and ended up on Santa's lap.  I tried to get the boys to sit with Santa by themselves, but I think it was a little bit too early for both Reed &amp; Jett.  Reed ran away from Santa &amp; Jett just cried when I set him on his lap.  So I had to hold both boys on MY lap while I sat on Santa's lap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be fun for the boys because they got to tell Santa what they wanted him to bring them for Christmas.  Reed asked for bunkbeds &amp; Jett agreed with Reed.  I hope Santa follows through with that one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsuYPxgn2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5IbCAPpNyIM/s1600-h/Santa+and+Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsuYPxgn2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5IbCAPpNyIM/s400/Santa+and+Us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411970371301711714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4526882042459591911?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4526882042459591911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4526882042459591911&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4526882042459591911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4526882042459591911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-at-walmart.html' title='Santa at Walmart'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsuYPxgn2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5IbCAPpNyIM/s72-c/Santa+and+Us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-456628115254663157</id><published>2009-12-05T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:07:44.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside Christmas Lights</title><content type='html'>This year Brett made it very clear to me he has no intentions of putting up Christmas lights on the outside of our house.  After many arguements &amp; a little bit of begging, Brett still refused to give in to my request for Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Reed has loved looking at all of the lights outside, and I was determined to have lights on our house too.  So over my Thanksgiving break, I climbed up and put the lights up by myself.  After 2 LONG days struggling with the ladder, a frosty/steep roof, and unreachable plugs, I finally finished.  Here is the final product-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsr5KNgcvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2Wc9oHMnV5o/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsr5KNgcvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2Wc9oHMnV5o/s400/IMG_0899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411967638209327858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-456628115254663157?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/456628115254663157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=456628115254663157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/456628115254663157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/456628115254663157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/outside-christmas-lights.html' title='Outside Christmas Lights'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsr5KNgcvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2Wc9oHMnV5o/s72-c/IMG_0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1687224507432504066</id><published>2009-12-05T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:56:21.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Express</title><content type='html'>This year my Mom arranged for us to spend the night before Thanksgiving riding the Polar Express in Heber.  It was so much fun!  The kids loved it, and they got to talk with Mr. &amp; Mrs. Claus on the train.  Thanks Mom for the memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsqz7nE4iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/favm7IjFc0c/s1600-h/20091125_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsqz7nE4iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/favm7IjFc0c/s320/20091125_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966448879067682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqglMPezI/AAAAAAAAA-4/jNdbHk_DeHU/s1600-h/20091125_025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqglMPezI/AAAAAAAAA-4/jNdbHk_DeHU/s320/20091125_025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966116443421490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqgPia3aI/AAAAAAAAA-w/_R6Y0TEPJPM/s1600-h/20091125_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqgPia3aI/AAAAAAAAA-w/_R6Y0TEPJPM/s320/20091125_038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966110630862242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqfnsbnsI/AAAAAAAAA-o/o7D0G1R9Tlc/s1600-h/20091125_040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqfnsbnsI/AAAAAAAAA-o/o7D0G1R9Tlc/s320/20091125_040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966099935436482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqfK40GoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/hM9KDNtFZL4/s1600-h/20091125_046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsqfK40GoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/hM9KDNtFZL4/s320/20091125_046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966092202744450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsqe_3uxlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o2Oj3rj3Cf0/s1600-h/20091125_044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsqe_3uxlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o2Oj3rj3Cf0/s320/20091125_044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966089245410898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1687224507432504066?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1687224507432504066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1687224507432504066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1687224507432504066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1687224507432504066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/polar-express.html' title='Polar Express'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sxsqz7nE4iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/favm7IjFc0c/s72-c/20091125_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5782025139850482861</id><published>2009-12-05T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:47:48.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day with the Merrells</title><content type='html'>On Thanksgiving day, my side of the family decided to pose for a big family pic.  This is all of us except for my little brother Jeff (serving a mission in Canada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxspJIh-WbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/I9RTGh_NZPo/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxspJIh-WbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/I9RTGh_NZPo/s400/Thanksgiving_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411964614101326258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5782025139850482861?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5782025139850482861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5782025139850482861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5782025139850482861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5782025139850482861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-day-with-merrells.html' title='Thanksgiving Day with the Merrells'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxspJIh-WbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/I9RTGh_NZPo/s72-c/Thanksgiving_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4935689134975019994</id><published>2009-12-05T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:44:47.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocktail Parties with the Girls</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 months some of my friends have put together "Mocktail" parties.  It's a fun girl's night out with good company.  Here are a few pictures from party #1 &amp; #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoD7TSfwI/AAAAAAAAA-I/VrJA_RQkHl0/s1600-h/Mocktail+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoD7TSfwI/AAAAAAAAA-I/VrJA_RQkHl0/s320/Mocktail+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411963425139097346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoDhfWxnI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-qdU36Deok8/s1600-h/cheers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoDhfWxnI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-qdU36Deok8/s320/cheers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411963418210387570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoC6-nAlI/AAAAAAAAA94/wdiCxKlJM4U/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoC6-nAlI/AAAAAAAAA94/wdiCxKlJM4U/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411963407872492114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4935689134975019994?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4935689134975019994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4935689134975019994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4935689134975019994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4935689134975019994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/mocktail-parties-with-girls.html' title='Mocktail Parties with the Girls'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsoD7TSfwI/AAAAAAAAA-I/VrJA_RQkHl0/s72-c/Mocktail+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5643037992572896266</id><published>2009-12-05T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:37:52.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsnAySaQbI/AAAAAAAAA9w/nnyNwShIGcM/s1600-h/Brett+%26+Becky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsnAySaQbI/AAAAAAAAA9w/nnyNwShIGcM/s320/Brett+%26+Becky.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411962271668257202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett &amp; I dressed up as Mr. and Mrs. Incredible for a Halloween party this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5643037992572896266?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5643037992572896266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5643037992572896266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5643037992572896266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5643037992572896266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsnAySaQbI/AAAAAAAAA9w/nnyNwShIGcM/s72-c/Brett+%26+Becky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2742754035513377528</id><published>2009-12-05T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:12:30.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween with Superman &amp; Batman</title><content type='html'>This is the conversation I had with Reed when deciding what he should dress up as this year –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me - Reed, what do you want to be this year for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;Reed - A princess&lt;br /&gt;Me - You can't be a princess, you're not a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Reed - Then I want to be a girl for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Me - No way, your dad would be very mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;Reed - I just want to match Jett this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we settled on Superman &amp;amp; Batman costumes because I found printed t-shirts &amp;amp; I only spent $10 on costumes this year. Here are a few pictures from our Halloween. Better late than never!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411954671292077090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgGYrhVCI/AAAAAAAAA8g/x_gys_g_BdQ/s320/BC2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgH_QlJyI/AAAAAAAAA84/n9-IrrPIz80/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgH_QlJyI/AAAAAAAAA84/n9-IrrPIz80/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411954698827933474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgH_QlJyI/AAAAAAAAA84/n9-IrrPIz80/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411954688903302050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgHaSXS6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/RoHDnU7lhF0/s320/IMG_0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411954686045088098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgHPo6aWI/AAAAAAAAA8o/mBLm3ODB1WI/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2742754035513377528?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2742754035513377528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2742754035513377528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2742754035513377528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2742754035513377528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/12/halloween-with-superman-batman.html' title='Halloween with Superman &amp; Batman'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SxsgGYrhVCI/AAAAAAAAA8g/x_gys_g_BdQ/s72-c/BC2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8090179419021714489</id><published>2009-07-19T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:17:11.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baxter vs. Porcupine</title><content type='html'>Last night Brett took the dogs raccoon hunting, and they didn't get home until a little bit after 1:00 AM.  Brett woke me up &amp;amp; dragged me out of bed because he needed my help.  Instead of hunting raccoons last night, both of our dogs tried to take down a porcupine.  Syre (not pictured) was the luckier dog of the two because he had half as many quills stuck in his face, mouth, and ears compared to Baxter (below). &lt;br /&gt;     Brett held the dogs down while I pulled quills out with pliers.  It was the saddest thing.  Luckily, Syre held relatively still, and we were able to get him all cleaned up.  Baxter on the other hand wouldn't even let us get the pliers close to him.  We went to bed thinking we were going to have to take Baxter into a vet today, &amp;amp; let them give him some anesthetic to get his quills pulled out. &lt;br /&gt;     This morning Brett's Dad came over, and between the two of them they were able to clean Baxter up.  It looked like quite the painful process.  Hopefully our dogs have learned their lesson &amp;amp; won't chase after anymore porcupines!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360264471789997058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmN8Ix8wjAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/82F4Irjrr5s/s320/P1000659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmN8JFQD8MI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/o-gpmHxw_jw/s1600-h/P1000658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360264476971233474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmN8JFQD8MI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/o-gpmHxw_jw/s320/P1000658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8090179419021714489?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8090179419021714489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8090179419021714489&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8090179419021714489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8090179419021714489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/baxter-vs-porcupine.html' title='Baxter vs. Porcupine'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmN8Ix8wjAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/82F4Irjrr5s/s72-c/P1000659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-318414953364278544</id><published>2009-07-18T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:24:00.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raptors Game</title><content type='html'>We took Reed to a Raptor's game last weekend, &amp;amp; even though the Raptors lost, we had a lot of fun . Unfortunately, Jett is too busy and little to enjoy all 9 innings of a baseball game, so we left him home with a sitter. By the end of the night Reed &amp;amp; I got a little bored so we decided to have a funny-face photo shoot.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359944434120562930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJZEIuWmPI/AAAAAAAAA8I/OZUMKJweTTU/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359944431227351362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJZD98jsUI/AAAAAAAAA8A/i5_Ggd5NvQk/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943709620557954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJYZ9wF2II/AAAAAAAAA74/wd1MwTKJIG4/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943705312853106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJYZttDfHI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Xmemy58d_Rk/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943694135651298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJYZEEM6-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/3GDgijbfcwg/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943691038623762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJYY4h0CBI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/nTOL1BdnLag/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-318414953364278544?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/318414953364278544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=318414953364278544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/318414953364278544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/318414953364278544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/raptors-game.html' title='Raptors Game'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJZEIuWmPI/AAAAAAAAA8I/OZUMKJweTTU/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8099248383763957196</id><published>2009-07-18T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:49:24.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brett's Triathlon</title><content type='html'>In June, Brett competed in the Hyrum Triathlon with his brother, sister-in-law, and his dad. They all did great, &amp;amp; I was so proud of Brett. He had great times on all three legs, and ended up placing in the top ten of his age group. Congratulations Babe!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359916167042762370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_Wxp1BoI/AAAAAAAAA54/PB6Nj80qc4g/s320/IMG_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359916172223899218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_XE9G5lI/AAAAAAAAA6A/6x0h4F11OHo/s320/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359916177991401394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_XacL_7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/ousS-fZ87N0/s320/IMG_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359916185605891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_X2zn5SI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/I97Ltgq2yHE/s320/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359916191454806418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_YMmHQZI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/LOKwWClNqME/s320/IMG_0566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359917456538525282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmJAh1Zk3mI/AAAAAAAAA6g/n91pzH1Rj-w/s320/IMG_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8099248383763957196?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8099248383763957196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8099248383763957196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8099248383763957196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8099248383763957196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/bretts-triathlon.html' title='Brett&apos;s Triathlon'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmI_Wxp1BoI/AAAAAAAAA54/PB6Nj80qc4g/s72-c/IMG_0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-9179802668146553622</id><published>2009-07-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:51:43.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George with the Christensens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year Brett and I go on a St. George trip with our good friends Nate and Chelsey. Chelsey and I had so much fun hanging out at the spa while our husbands played a couple of rounds of golf. I look forward to this trip each year &amp;amp; I can't wait until next year!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532071156103906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiBc-SuuI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZLdySbultho/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We decided to see what Brett would look like with black hair.  This Brett &amp;amp; Chelsey during the rinsing process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532089016173458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiCfgdw5I/AAAAAAAAA5g/133VpQhayEE/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brett always pulls the goofiest faces.  He has a hard time looking normal when his picture is being taken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532094673160386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiC0lMiMI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5hUG65PXQJM/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nate &amp;amp; Chelsey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532108999647554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiDp85YUI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PtetCGN8upg/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chelsey &amp;amp; I glowing from our massages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532083806842322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiCMGdrdI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/NZ1o5c5h6go/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-9179802668146553622?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/9179802668146553622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=9179802668146553622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9179802668146553622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9179802668146553622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/st-george-with-christensens.html' title='St. George with the Christensens'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDiBc-SuuI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZLdySbultho/s72-c/IMG_0488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7179410971832914271</id><published>2009-07-17T12:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:09:52.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY UNBIRTHDAY MRS. HENRIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; For &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Teacher Appreciation Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this year, my cute 4th graders decided to celebrate my "unbirthday". My birthday is August, so my students decided to throw an unbirthday party instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I showed up to school one day to find my classroom all decorated with balloons and banners wishing me a happy &lt;strong&gt;UN&lt;/strong&gt;birthday. I was so surprised &amp;amp; I had no clue they were planning all of it. I had excellent students with amazing mothers to help put all of that together.  Thanks guys for all of the presents &amp;amp; goodies!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359522731553606626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDZh0PiS-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/YD07Ix__yBA/s400/IMG_0464.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/6651425052012596901-7179410971832914271?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7179410971832914271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7179410971832914271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7179410971832914271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7179410971832914271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-unbirthday-mrs-henrie.html' title='HAPPY UNBIRTHDAY MRS. HENRIE'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDZh0PiS-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/YD07Ix__yBA/s72-c/IMG_0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4625507447557160000</id><published>2009-07-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:59:46.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercross in SLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In May we went to the Supercross in Salt Lake.  It rained on us the whole day, but we had fun anyway.  We left the kids with my Mom and Dad, but we are thinking next year Reed will be old enough to go with us.  Even though our buddy Chad Reed didn't win, we still had fun.  Our seats were right by the triple, and when the riders weren't racing, they were standing right in front of us watching the race.  It was really fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359519370727684978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWeMMMe3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/jFuAapLUkIg/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Triple&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359519381353596242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWezxnBVI/AAAAAAAAA44/85yipWuq4xY/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;James Stewart leaving to go race.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359519374363530994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWeZvDFvI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1HB8BBu2i_Y/s320/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brett &amp;amp; Mike Metzger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(one of Brett's favorite Metal Mulisha members)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWfAui3jI/AAAAAAAAA5A/03vgs7hnJ7s/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359519384830402098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWfAui3jI/AAAAAAAAA5A/03vgs7hnJ7s/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4625507447557160000?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4625507447557160000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4625507447557160000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4625507447557160000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4625507447557160000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/supercross-in-slc.html' title='Supercross in SLC'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDWeMMMe3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/jFuAapLUkIg/s72-c/IMG_0449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7772737187362957321</id><published>2009-07-17T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:22:55.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddie Kandids</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures we had taken at Kiddie Kandids a couple months ago. Sorry for being so behind on my blogging. Our computer is in Jett's room right now, and whenever I have free time to catch up on my blog, Jett is usually asleep &amp;amp; my computer is unavailable while he is sleeping.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359512590519034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDQTh8e4oI/AAAAAAAAA4g/EvVBXK_uT3M/s320/Sepia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDQTh8e4oI/AAAAAAAAA4g/EvVBXK_uT3M/s1600-h/Sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359512180709516338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDP7rSR5DI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/N9QPH3xpaHM/s320/black+%26+white+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359512167836761682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDP67VLPlI/AAAAAAAAA4A/eEj_tPNTXvY/s320/Reed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359512171127079714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDP7HlpgyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/SbohzITeVUU/s320/Jett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359512164422586818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDP6unLEcI/AAAAAAAAA34/jA3zj0mbuzo/s320/black+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7772737187362957321?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7772737187362957321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7772737187362957321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7772737187362957321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7772737187362957321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/07/kiddie-kandids.html' title='Kiddie Kandids'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SmDQTh8e4oI/AAAAAAAAA4g/EvVBXK_uT3M/s72-c/Sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5990351374791542411</id><published>2009-04-13T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:33:53.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great Easter this year.  I'm glad I was able to be a part of the celebration this time.  Last year I was in the hospital having Jett.  The boys had fun finding Easter eggs and playing with their cousins.  Thanks Annie for letting us come celebrate at your house this year!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnBRQ9C-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/6oM8B8AgPxo/s1600-h/Dad+&amp;amp;+Reed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324353193482456034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnBRQ9C-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/6oM8B8AgPxo/s320/Dad+%26+Reed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324353191979137170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnBLqiOJI/AAAAAAAAA24/5ne6WfXtj_Q/s320/Reed+%26+Jett.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324353188149321458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnA9Zb3vI/AAAAAAAAA2w/4EoUscbl4Dw/s320/Ready,+Set,+Go!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324353182039966002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnAmo2gTI/AAAAAAAAA2o/N7oLRp6HVa4/s320/Stump.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324353173306290162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnAGGlL_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ReQC80NhQc8/s320/Family.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/6651425052012596901-5990351374791542411?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5990351374791542411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5990351374791542411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5990351374791542411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5990351374791542411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePnBRQ9C-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/6oM8B8AgPxo/s72-c/Dad+%26+Reed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6510114454556517113</id><published>2009-04-13T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:23:38.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls trip to Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePjADid_nI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/iUGeOAeuGCA/s1600-h/Elvis.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was lucky enough to spend my spring break with my friends from work.  I missed my boys, but I had a lot of fun.  Here are a few pictures from my trip:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348763382884770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePi_Z26KaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7rosM9OdoPQ/s320/Pirates.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348764670971346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePi_eqAzdI/AAAAAAAAA2A/gY18Cii6ddU/s320/In+%26+Out.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324347728159335746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePiDJWYZUI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CXc3IBZ16KY/s320/All+of+us+-+Lights.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324347727902674194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePiDIZMDRI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a12wX7vAwOc/s320/Bellagio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324347733330239378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePiDcnOH5I/AAAAAAAAA1o/WJkuCC8fMEc/s320/Coke.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348767068268930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePi_nlkqYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mLtvK2lwUlM/s320/Lizard.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348756570599346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePi_Aeu77I/AAAAAAAAA14/E7Q4rxLBR7E/s320/Hats.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my favorite picture from my trip is....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324347734033514210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePiDfO5PuI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q68Tr6HmoGQ/s320/Chipp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I pretty much enjoyed getting this picture taken.  No, we didn't go see the Chippendale's show.  These nice looking gentlemen were on Fremont Street, and I stopped to get my picture taken with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a blast in Vegas!  I would like to thank my travel agent/chauffeur Robin for making this trip possible for all of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6510114454556517113?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6510114454556517113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6510114454556517113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6510114454556517113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6510114454556517113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-trip-to-las-vegas.html' title='Girls trip to Las Vegas'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SePi_Z26KaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7rosM9OdoPQ/s72-c/Pirates.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7291257871509179061</id><published>2009-04-03T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:59:37.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Dryer = Night at the Laundromat</title><content type='html'>Our dryer broke this week, and I was lucky enough to spend my whole evening hanging out at the laundromat doing a week's worth of laundry (sense my sarcasm?). Here are some positives and negatives about using a laundromat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Positives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing and drying all of my clothes at the same time was awesome!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was able to read my book while waiting for my laundry to finish washing and drying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Negatives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took a $20 bill thinking that would be enough. I ran out of quarters when my clothes were halfway dry. Maybe I shouldn't have used some of those quarters on my chips and drink...oops!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't wear pants with pockets, so I had a hard time holding &amp;amp; not dropping 80 quarters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are weird, creepy people that hang out at the laundromat. I didn't dare leave to get more quarters for fear someone would steal our underwear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instead of spending a nice evening at home with my family, I was stuck at the laundromat until 11:30.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I ran out of quarters and my clothes were only halfway dry, I had to spread/hang up most of the clothes all over my house when I got home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was nice getting all my clothes cleaned all at once, but now I have a Mount Everest sized laundry pile of clothes I need to fold and put away. There goes 2 hours of my life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reed LOVED hiding in the laundry while letting Jett try to find him. Atleast my boys were able to have some fun with my "Pile of Guilt". Yes, it's been 2 days since I went to the laundromant, and I still haven't folded or put the clothes away. Working, taking care of two very busy boys, and everything else we have going this week has prevented me from attending to my laundry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you find Reed?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320617548764860450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaheIPW0CI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Fl5WkOLk-yI/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/6651425052012596901-7291257871509179061?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7291257871509179061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7291257871509179061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7291257871509179061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7291257871509179061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken-dryer-night-at-laundromat.html' title='Broken Dryer = Night at the Laundromat'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaheIPW0CI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Fl5WkOLk-yI/s72-c/IMG_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4290009233959340963</id><published>2009-04-03T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:17:21.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Morning Last Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last year after 2 pushes on Easter morning, Jett Cortney Henrie arrived at 8:10 weighing 7 pounds 4 ounces and 20 inches long. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320606540872518786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaXdYpTjII/AAAAAAAAAz4/hpyAL4-wdss/s320/IMG_6417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320606550366932018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaXd8A8zDI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ncsV-IxkiTo/s320/IMG_6454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can't believe it's already been a year. Jett has been the easiest little boy to raise, and we have had so much fun with him. Here are a &lt;strong&gt;FEW&lt;/strong&gt; (I have many) of my favorite things about Jett:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jett's smile can make any day/moment better than it was before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love his open-mouthed kisses, slobber and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Opening his bedroom door &amp;amp; seeing him bounce up &amp;amp; down with excitement to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love it when he tries to bark back at the dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jett has the laziest, fastest army crawl I've ever seen (too much weight in his mid-section to hold up for long periods of time I guess).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love how Jett follows Reed EVERYWHERE. He loves to do anything Reed is doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love it when Jett splashes Reed (&amp;amp; sometimes me) while in the bathtub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jett makes the funniest moaning sound when he has run out of food and wants more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jett's fetish with garbage cans drives me crazy, but it is pretty funny to see him stuck inside of them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320606534906487698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaXdCa5I5I/AAAAAAAAAzw/GgdDDJZd7DU/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jett, we just want to tell you how much we love you, and we are so grateful to be blessed with you in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Jett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4290009233959340963?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4290009233959340963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4290009233959340963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4290009233959340963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4290009233959340963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-morning-last-year.html' title='Easter Morning Last Year'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaXdYpTjII/AAAAAAAAAz4/hpyAL4-wdss/s72-c/IMG_6417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8869269436268528564</id><published>2009-04-03T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:40:02.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Jett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little guy turned one a couple weeks ago and here are a few pictures from our celebrations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jett and his new train&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590893122462578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJOkO-I3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/GpWkiICK0yo/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jett Cortney &amp;amp; Grandpa Cortney&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320595617807933138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaNhlDxHtI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_Ls2FEQGsas/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320595610884282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaNhLRCmYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Y3stt-ALnmQ/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; After:  Jett knew exactly what to do with his birthday cake&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590895799517234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJOuNOwDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Tj5h3EaIjOg/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My parents threw Jett a birthday party at their house last week, and the food was delicious!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590899141164994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJO6p8P8I/AAAAAAAAAyo/ik2JelnbgaA/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reed and Carter REALLY wanted to help Jett open his presents (and play with them too!).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320595614844019794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaNhaBHZFI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zn3kpHm8vOY/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Watch out for Jett's kisses - open mouth &amp;amp; some licking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJPTqqoJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Tm9DENW8mLo/s1600-h/kisses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590905855090834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJPTqqoJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Tm9DENW8mLo/s320/kisses2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Winnie the Pooh Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320595613556949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaNhVOQQkI/AAAAAAAAAzg/fo69RYUkLrs/s320/cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jett's second birthday cake. By then he was a expert cake-eater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJPNewvrI/AAAAAAAAAyw/GaMjWjymd94/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590904194547378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJPNewvrI/AAAAAAAAAyw/GaMjWjymd94/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Mom and Dad for the fun party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8869269436268528564?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8869269436268528564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8869269436268528564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8869269436268528564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8869269436268528564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-1st-birthday-jett.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Jett'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SdaJOkO-I3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/GpWkiICK0yo/s72-c/IMG_0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6724433763307960796</id><published>2009-03-04T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:30:19.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jett and I got our hair cut the other day. I now have bangs, and my hair is a little bit darker. Jett has transformed into a little boy with just a trim of the hair. It's amazing how different he looks with his hair cut. Thanks Kim and Annie, we love it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sa8boigr23I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ksAGS8ls-UE/s1600-h/jett+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309492868965718898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sa8boigr23I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ksAGS8ls-UE/s320/jett+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sa8boWleRiI/AAAAAAAAAyI/as4MjXSJRSo/s1600-h/Becky+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309492865764574754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sa8boWleRiI/AAAAAAAAAyI/as4MjXSJRSo/s320/Becky+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6724433763307960796?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6724433763307960796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6724433763307960796&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6724433763307960796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6724433763307960796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/03/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/Sa8boigr23I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ksAGS8ls-UE/s72-c/jett+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-9112471572780780945</id><published>2009-02-28T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:33:51.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of our Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few recent pictures of Reed and Jett. It has been fun watching them play together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308010976232011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SanX3B4u-BI/AAAAAAAAAx4/aX4l4MtQ08Y/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308010132001191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SanXF44a9VI/AAAAAAAAAxo/7w2BABNgMhg/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SanXGEAWJaI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WNBxtgAWUjw/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308010134987220386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SanXGEAWJaI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WNBxtgAWUjw/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-9112471572780780945?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/9112471572780780945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=9112471572780780945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9112471572780780945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9112471572780780945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-of-our-boys.html' title='Pictures of our Boys'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SanX3B4u-BI/AAAAAAAAAx4/aX4l4MtQ08Y/s72-c/IMG_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1495440368644410073</id><published>2009-02-27T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:59:36.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SagoYAt4hyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3nFgQQmuAmY/s1600-h/Friends+-hunan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307536553830549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SagoYAt4hyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3nFgQQmuAmY/s320/Friends+-hunan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other night I was able to get out of the house and meet up with some of my friends.  I had so much fun at dinner, and it made me realize how much I miss all of these girls and our fun high school days.  Thanks Trudy for coming to town and making our dinner date possible!  We definately need to do it again when you come home for the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1495440368644410073?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1495440368644410073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1495440368644410073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1495440368644410073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1495440368644410073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinner-with-girls.html' title='Dinner with the Girls'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SagoYAt4hyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3nFgQQmuAmY/s72-c/Friends+-hunan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4115012712283247197</id><published>2009-01-28T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:26:35.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pneumonia and Ear Infections = Jett</title><content type='html'>So Jett has been fighting a cold for the past week or so, and last night was really hard on him. We decided to take him to the doctor today because he was struggling when trying to breathe. Brett took him in to see his pediatrician and called me at school telling me Jett has pneumonia and a double ear infection! Brett was sent over to the hospital for x-rays of Jett's chest. Sure enough, there was fluid in his lungs. After a few breathing treatments and a shot, they were sent home. For the next 3 days we have to take Jett in to get shots and checked to make sure the pneumonia isn't getting worse. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jett has never been sick until now, and I guess he's an all or nothing type of guy. For being miserable, he sure has been a trooper. I have a feeling the next couple of days are going to be rough. Wish us luck!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296536159402824162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SYETkyE3keI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yepdMbl2vjA/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was Jett tonight in the bathtub (one of the few things that made him happy). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4115012712283247197?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4115012712283247197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4115012712283247197&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4115012712283247197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4115012712283247197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/pneumonia-and-ear-infections-jett.html' title='Pneumonia and Ear Infections = Jett'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SYETkyE3keI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yepdMbl2vjA/s72-c/IMG_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8612296520756479340</id><published>2009-01-20T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:32:31.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Reed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed was lucky enough to have two birthday parties. One at my parent's house, and one at our house with Brett's family. He also got two cakes: a Shrek cake and a Backyardigan cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293582645595721330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVXpvnznI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4oiFFQNQ5oU/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reed and Carter chowing down on cake and icecream.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293582650249801314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVX7FPbmI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MVZOH5Wm3vU/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa Merrell and Jett&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293582652034676914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVYBuyeLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gTWLV9LcmMg/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reed woke up on his birthday and found a new slide!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293582659585538290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVYd3DePI/AAAAAAAAAwg/dVDH6t64Dlk/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of his favorite presents is the Hungry, Hungry Hippo game.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293582647451529938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVXwqFMtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/KsWjP_jwzjo/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaWQzft3eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/LGs6Jw2Wb4E/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Reed's second birthday party with all of his Henrie cousins.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583620831423138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaWQax7qqI/AAAAAAAAAwo/DByGPNqI02k/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little man is now three years old and we are so grateful to have him in our lives. Happy Birthday Reed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8612296520756479340?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8612296520756479340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8612296520756479340&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8612296520756479340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8612296520756479340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-parties-for-reed.html' title='Happy Birthday Reed'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaVXpvnznI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4oiFFQNQ5oU/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4510878126153083512</id><published>2009-01-20T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:31:20.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed turned 3 a couple of weeks ago, and he decided he wanted to go bowling for his birthday. I'm pretty embarassed to admit this, but Reed and I both scored 95. I definately need some practice!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaSZcoJp1I/AAAAAAAAAvw/Odra7Ma5yQM/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaR-wj4t8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/fKQqgvOk6R0/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293578919393933250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaR-wj4t8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/fKQqgvOk6R0/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaR_MrzFkI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-ScRZHkSzzI/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293578926943311426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaR_MrzFkI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-ScRZHkSzzI/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaRh9dQvqI/AAAAAAAAAvI/WKhCqUUOs94/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293578424639602338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaRh9dQvqI/AAAAAAAAAvI/WKhCqUUOs94/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaRhmE5e7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/m2nHHosm2rk/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293578418363399090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaRhmE5e7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/m2nHHosm2rk/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293580607154838818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaTg_9cXSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9774Oos5Fxg/s320/IMG_0053.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/6651425052012596901-4510878126153083512?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4510878126153083512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4510878126153083512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4510878126153083512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4510878126153083512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-3rd-birthday-reed.html' title='Bowling Fun'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaR-wj4t8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/fKQqgvOk6R0/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7899645303007458265</id><published>2009-01-20T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:03:39.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaO3k_OBoI/AAAAAAAAAu4/7JbIcp8tU7U/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On New Year's Eve we went over to our friends' house to play games and ring in the new year.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293575483297006434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaO2wGig2I/AAAAAAAAAuo/qAvQWGAlOTw/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was our "Who has the biggest stomach" game.  It was a tie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293575480308448226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaO2k-Au-I/AAAAAAAAAug/MVLQIkdfuFo/s320/IMG_0008_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brett bought me a Nintendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; game for Christmas, but I didn't get much playing time in until Brett was able to conquer the Mario Brothers game.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt; was either a good luck charm, or a great cheer leader because Brett let him stay on his lap.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293575490368324962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaO3KceRWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VMlEnXlaz-0/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7899645303007458265?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7899645303007458265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7899645303007458265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7899645303007458265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7899645303007458265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaO2wGig2I/AAAAAAAAAuo/qAvQWGAlOTw/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-550696834703985054</id><published>2009-01-20T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:52:33.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture was taken of Reed when we woke him up at 8:00.  By the looks of things, he probably could have used a little more sleep (we were up pretty late the night before).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293571943109121922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLor3-V4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/K3aKzCX-cSY/s320/IMG_7363_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we went to go wake Jett up, he was all smiles and ready to eat some wrapping paper.  It looks like Brett probably could have used more sleep too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293571948369065234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLo_eCtRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-45JjIhSpYI/s320/IMG_7362_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we opened presents at our house from Santa Claus, we tried driving to my parents house, but the big snow storm made us turn around and go back home.  We went over to Brett's parent's house for breakfast, and when the snow let up, we went to see my family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293571950847016674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLpIs1PuI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lcIXJs3PtCg/s320/IMG_7379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLpXcUOuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QqebJjNZivY/s1600-h/IMG_7370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293571954804275938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLpXcUOuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QqebJjNZivY/s320/IMG_7370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was an unforgettable Christmas, and we were grateful to be able to spend it with our families!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-550696834703985054?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/550696834703985054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=550696834703985054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/550696834703985054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/550696834703985054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaLor3-V4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/K3aKzCX-cSY/s72-c/IMG_7363_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4038380185591065610</id><published>2009-01-20T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:39:48.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>These are a couple pictures of us getting ready for Santa to come on Christmas Eve.   We each got to open one present (p.j.'s), and Reed helped me get a plate of treats ready for Santa to eat.  If you look carefully, Reed was a little bit hungry too.  He tested all of Santa's snacks.  Reed also said his name was "8 - 9", and the picture he drew on the plate was of Grandpa Merrell.  I think I have an artist in the making!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJpIsAV6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgURWc6suBs/s1600-h/IMG_7335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569751820294050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJpIsAV6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgURWc6suBs/s320/IMG_7335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJg1O88RI/AAAAAAAAAto/OEjqz168WWY/s1600-h/IMG_7260_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569609159209234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJg1O88RI/AAAAAAAAAto/OEjqz168WWY/s320/IMG_7260_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJPbzOumI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZEb3EMsxD0w/s1600-h/IMG_7260_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJPGIPXSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tOQLtKzrLxY/s1600-h/IMG_7346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569297314189122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJOrhTj0I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VX108Wf_qt4/s320/IMG_7341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569304456813858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJPGIPXSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tOQLtKzrLxY/s320/IMG_7346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the picture I took of all of the presents right after Santa came to our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4038380185591065610?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4038380185591065610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4038380185591065610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4038380185591065610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4038380185591065610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaJpIsAV6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgURWc6suBs/s72-c/IMG_7335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6615769375629264278</id><published>2009-01-20T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:28:58.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus &amp; Our Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we went to our ward Christmas Party, Santa Claus surprised us with a visit. As you can see, Reed couldn't take his eyes off of Santa. The past 2 years haven't gone as smoothly, but I think Reed and Santa are now friends. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaHUOubRWI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4rUz7EYiffM/s1600-h/IMG_7251_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567193640551778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaHUOubRWI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4rUz7EYiffM/s320/IMG_7251_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jett on the other hand wasn't quite sure who this guy was. His face says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaHT3kf-xI/AAAAAAAAAs4/2AHrfHtyUjk/s1600-h/IMG_7252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567187424901906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaHT3kf-xI/AAAAAAAAAs4/2AHrfHtyUjk/s320/IMG_7252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6615769375629264278?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6615769375629264278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6615769375629264278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6615769375629264278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6615769375629264278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/santa-claus-our-boys.html' title='Santa Claus &amp; Our Boys'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaHUOubRWI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4rUz7EYiffM/s72-c/IMG_7251_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7947307389427667659</id><published>2009-01-20T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:22:37.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moab trip in November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brett and I were able to go jeeping in Moab this past November, and we LOVED it!  This was my second time, and I enjoyed it so much more this time than my first trip.  The first time we went to Moab I got out of the jeep and walked a lot.  This time I think I only got out and walked once or twice.  Thanks Jay and Courtney for making this trip possible!!  We can't wait until next year!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563374782615922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD18XvkXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pVJPcqK40sw/s320/100_1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we waited for each jeep to complete the obstacles, Brett and I had a lizard catching competition.  Sadly to say, Brett won. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563382117860082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD2XsmgvI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zcfoRWbcRYw/s320/2008+pictures+456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the picture below we are driving into a bathtub (jeeping lingo).  The next picture is us climbing out of the tub.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563380372032866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD2RMXTWI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/b8eB__7BqZ0/s320/2008+pictures+933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563385293033010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD2jhnzjI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nkqXsOAsgTM/s320/2008+pictures+940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, even I had my turn behind the wheel.  I'd much rather be the passenger than the driver!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563391188455554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD25fM0II/AAAAAAAAAsg/1EOQsaR3tUo/s320/2008+pictures+1089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Sierra Homes Crew&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293564300037297314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaErzNplKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/SGiie9gofQA/s320/2008+pictures+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293564292127120994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaErVvt3mI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZWCNfMgxyhY/s320/IMG_7248_edited-1.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/6651425052012596901-7947307389427667659?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7947307389427667659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7947307389427667659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7947307389427667659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7947307389427667659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2009/01/moab-trip-in-november.html' title='Moab trip in November'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SXaD18XvkXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pVJPcqK40sw/s72-c/100_1420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4035282407016744742</id><published>2008-11-02T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:22:37.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY HaLlOwEeN</title><content type='html'>After school on Friday, I loaded the boys into the car and we drove to visit my parents. My cute nephew, brother, and sister-in-law met up with us there. We had fun taking pictures of the three boys, and then we all went trick or treating together. Thanks again Dad for taking these fun pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264230950013409314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OKG8qmCI/AAAAAAAAAic/iubAUsHjSeA/s320/Drawing+the+Beard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264230943970520242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OJwb7bLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LXSNbOISSHE/s320/A+pirate+and+a+pumpkin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231567978333138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OuFC_A9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/9VIhIPQ8bXQ/s320/What.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264230953198760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OKS0HM6I/AAAAAAAAAik/39vMLgREqVA/s320/Pumkin+with+a+tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264230937966263314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OJaEZvBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/T-X2RP8ve8M/s320/3+Amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231560618846690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OtpoWKeI/AAAAAAAAAis/zJYdYzZ3LqQ/s320/RUN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264230935210408802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OJPzWu2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/MMleciW66OE/s320/Personal+Escort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231579990784690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5Ouxy-erI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YMuIZRf2hG8/s320/Thanks+ElDula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264231576408593650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5Oukc6lPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/QDUkd3DgLnM/s320/Where%27s+Brett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of you might be wondering why Brett is MIA (missing in action) for the last couple of "family" photographs. It's that time of year again. He went was on an elk hunt this past week. He is home now, and yes his hunt was successful. I'll post more details and pictures when I get them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4035282407016744742?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4035282407016744742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4035282407016744742&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4035282407016744742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4035282407016744742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HaPpY HaLlOwEeN'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5OKG8qmCI/AAAAAAAAAic/iubAUsHjSeA/s72-c/Drawing+the+Beard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6176169466570564880</id><published>2008-11-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:26:51.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Walk</title><content type='html'>Another fall tradition of ours is to go check out the Pumpkin Walk. The line this year was a lot longer than I've ever seen it so we took more pictures waiting in line than we did of the actual pumpkins. It was fun to take Reed this year because he was old enough to enjoy it. Of course Jett was perfectly content hanging out in his stroller. We had a lot of fun, and we're excited to see all of the pumkins next year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226707683668674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KTLCb8sI/AAAAAAAAAhU/T3DFdmyN7j4/s320/Dumb+Nate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226716027967122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KTqH31pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_tZVSXNx8bY/s320/Holding+boys+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226709326051394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KTRKAuEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7SCLz-nzmFY/s320/3+kids+at+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226718568242178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KTzlhXAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/qHQl8BzQOQs/s320/Jett+at+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264228052328838754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5LhcO09mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5Be_o6C7HkQ/s320/Reed+in+Jet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264226729912125890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KUd2HScI/AAAAAAAAAh0/S-pXGSOVMgU/s320/shoulders.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Chelsey for taking these fun pictures for us!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6176169466570564880?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6176169466570564880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6176169466570564880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6176169466570564880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6176169466570564880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-walk.html' title='Pumpkin Walk'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5KTLCb8sI/AAAAAAAAAhU/T3DFdmyN7j4/s72-c/Dumb+Nate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8954390009688518347</id><published>2008-11-02T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:23:51.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoRn MaZe</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we went to a corn maze with our friends. It was great weather, and the kids loved getting lost in the maze. We let the 3 amigos lead the way, and they loved the freedom. When it started getting dark, the adults decided to take charge. By then none of us had a clue where we were, and the map wasn't helping us very much. We ended up leaving the corn maze through the entrance because we couldn't find the exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264221388962267762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FdlQcAnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/n7D6N6uSzoE/s320/Family+picture+in+maze.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FeJ-P-eI/AAAAAAAAAgU/75R7s63HPvI/s1600-h/Follow+the+leader.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264221398818093538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FeJ-P-eI/AAAAAAAAAgU/75R7s63HPvI/s320/Follow+the+leader.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264223744190451794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5HmrKmEFI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QX9G5sKvnKM/s320/Brett+and+Chelsey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264223752685806370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5HnK0C4yI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zKbKw-p8ZOs/s320/Jett+at+corn+maze.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264234227135075346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5RI3LW1BI/AAAAAAAAAjM/4MgPq8TxEDU/s320/Farm+Animals.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264225433308582482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5JI_nvUlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/pU5lWobC8eM/s320/Fence+Climbers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FdLuBkjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JTUMJwWVxJU/s1600-h/Becky+and+Chels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264221382107042354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FdLuBkjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JTUMJwWVxJU/s320/Becky+and+Chels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264224772471933122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5Iih0ASMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/taSNwyfiwAk/s320/Hay+Bales+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8954390009688518347?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8954390009688518347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8954390009688518347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8954390009688518347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8954390009688518347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/11/corn-maze.html' title='CoRn MaZe'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5FdlQcAnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/n7D6N6uSzoE/s72-c/Family+picture+in+maze.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8183921886921253006</id><published>2008-11-02T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:24:19.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>Each year we celebrate Halloween with Brett's family and all of the little cousins. This year the kids helped carve pumpkins, decorate cookies, and dress up in their costumes. Here are a couple of pictures from the party.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264216295167446786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5A1FZHTwI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vgfvVcqsRdI/s320/Carving+a+Pumpkin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264216309112976514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5A15V_NII/AAAAAAAAAf0/Dbzq6enYtTs/s320/I+love+icing!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264216306607236882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5A1wAkpxI/AAAAAAAAAf8/44T2d9pUc1s/s320/Porch+picture.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8183921886921253006?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8183921886921253006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8183921886921253006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8183921886921253006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8183921886921253006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ5A1FZHTwI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vgfvVcqsRdI/s72-c/Carving+a+Pumpkin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2559708286116821298</id><published>2008-11-02T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:25:17.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the Boys</title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken about a month ago by my wonderful and talented Dad. Jett is 6 months in these pictures, and Reed is 2, almost 3 years old. It was a beautiful day, and I was pleased with the outcome of our photo shoot. Thanks again Dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264210984385545650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ47_9MChbI/AAAAAAAAAe0/i7zQej9N858/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264212539754386642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ49afY3lNI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Au-zAlddYHs/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264211005859409890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ48BNLzr-I/AAAAAAAAAfE/GSOPHJLJSS8/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264210973109000338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ47_TLgGJI/AAAAAAAAAes/lZtXy_NsxOo/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ48BhG4DuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Pd7G_QwZtdQ/s1600-h/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264211011207433954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ48BhG4DuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Pd7G_QwZtdQ/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264213083248169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ496ID4kjI/AAAAAAAAAfk/2dnt92ewq-8/s320/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2559708286116821298?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2559708286116821298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2559708286116821298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2559708286116821298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2559708286116821298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures-of-boys.html' title='Pictures of the Boys'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SQ47_9MChbI/AAAAAAAAAe0/i7zQej9N858/s72-c/Marble+Park+-+Jett+6+months+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-600727899502639696</id><published>2008-10-11T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:32:58.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T H R I L L E R</title><content type='html'>Last night Brett and I went to see Thriller performed by the Odyssey Dance Company. This was our second time seeing it, and we loved it both times. It is our new Halloween tradition, and we can't wait until our kids are old enough to come with us. We would recommend it to anybody! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bHpvqGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fSgGPqbAMr4/s1600-h/IMG_7144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256042079656585314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bHpvqGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fSgGPqbAMr4/s320/IMG_7144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bAVqnKI/AAAAAAAAAds/eOUJWJ8Lwl4/s1600-h/IMG_7135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256042077693320354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bAVqnKI/AAAAAAAAAds/eOUJWJ8Lwl4/s320/IMG_7135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256042093146316738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2b558n8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Jt2ejRofbpY/s320/IMG_7146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bU1AJKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/OwliKBORuM0/s1600-h/IMG_7139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256042083193463970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bU1AJKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/OwliKBORuM0/s320/IMG_7139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before and after the performance the dancers walk around and try to scare you. I forgot my camera last year, but I remembered it last night.   The dead dancers crawl up the rows of chairs and people while scaring everyone in the process.  I am proud to admit that I only screamed once!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-600727899502639696?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/600727899502639696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=600727899502639696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/600727899502639696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/600727899502639696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/10/t-h-r-i-l-l-e-r.html' title='T H R I L L E R'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPE2bHpvqGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fSgGPqbAMr4/s72-c/IMG_7144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7254434930070224278</id><published>2008-10-11T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:16:03.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pictures of us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExzBj66MI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GOxnD_KOh3E/s1600-h/IMG_7134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256036992780265666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExzBj66MI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GOxnD_KOh3E/s320/IMG_7134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExzji4alI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9KA8V25koAw/s1600-h/IMG_7129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256037001902713426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExzji4alI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9KA8V25koAw/s320/IMG_7129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExz453AGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/cknq_tKuHtQ/s1600-h/IMG_7125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256037007636234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExz453AGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/cknq_tKuHtQ/s320/IMG_7125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7254434930070224278?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7254434930070224278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7254434930070224278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7254434930070224278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7254434930070224278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-pictures-of-us.html' title='A few pictures of us...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SPExzBj66MI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GOxnD_KOh3E/s72-c/IMG_7134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1470693058146425715</id><published>2008-10-11T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:51:56.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hi. My name is Becky. Sorry it's been awhile since I've last posted anything. Okay, maybe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;awhile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't quite fit . . . how about &lt;strong&gt;MONTHS&lt;/strong&gt; since I've done anything with our blog. I feel like we have been going 100 mph, and we haven't slowed down. Maybe I can catch everyone up with our comings and goings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;~ BECKY ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I started teaching school since our last post, and I blame my crazy schedule for my blogging shortfalls. It's been a great year so far, and I'm grateful to have an amazing woman watching and loving my boys while I'm at work. Needless to say, by the time I lay down with Reed at 8:30 to read a couple of books and put him to bed, I am VERY ready for bed too. So yes, I have been choosing to sleep instead of update our blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ BRETT ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am proud to say I am now married to the general contractor of Six Point Construction. For the past couple of months Brett has been studying for the two tests he needed to take to get his contractor's license. After many long nights of studying, Brett passed both tests!! I am very proud of him. He is still working for Sierra Homes and loving it, but he just wanted to get his own license now so he could go out on his own sometime in the future. Brett is pretty excited for the next few months, because he has a some big hunts coming up. Normally I love this time of year, but since I married a hunter, I've decided the fall isn't my favorite anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ REED ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well my two-year-old almost three-year-old had definately been keeping us busy. He is looking forward to Halloween, and I'm pretty sure he will be the cutest pirate I've ever seen. I let him pick out his costume on the internet the other day, and out of the monkey, elephant, and dragon Reed chose the pirate. As for the potty-training adventure, we haven't made much progress (unless you call pooping in the garbage can progress). My goal is to hopefully have Reed potty-trained by the time he turns 3 in January. Wish us luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ JETT ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Jett is 6 months old now and he is growing like a weed! The last time I took him into the doctor for his check-up, Jett weighed just under 20 pounds. This past month we started feeding Jett solid foods and he's LOVED everything he's tried so far (yellow and orange vegetables). I've been hesitant to give Jett green beans and peas, because whenever I tried to feed those to Reed, I usually ended up wearing them instead of him eating them. Reed hated the green veggies. We have been so lucky to have a wonderful baby like Jett. Compared to Reed at his age, Jett is an angel!! He never cries, is always happy, puts himself to sleep, takes 3 good naps, and can get to where he wants to go by rolling there. We love this little guy so much! Brett has been very involved with Jett compared to what it was like with Reed, because it's so easy to enjoy a happy baby. We are not saying we don't love Reed. It's just that after you raise a baby with acid reflux, anything else seems like a piece of cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only two times that Jett has really cried was when I dropped the remote on his head (it was a accident), and when his elbow dislocated two weeks ago. I'm not quite sure how it happened because I was just holding him in a blanket while we were sitting on the couch. It was while I was standing up when Jett started crying. I knew something was wrong because he was crying. Jett never cries. I took him into the doctor not knowing what was wrong with him. On our way Jett stopped crying, and I noticed his left arm was pinned inbetween his body and the carseat. He was moving his right arm a lot, but not his left one. When we got in to see the doctor, I told him I thought his shoulder or elbow dislocated (I've heard about that happening before). The doctor checked him out and agreed that it was his elbow. As I cried in the waiting room (I didn't dare watch), I heard Jett screaming as the doctor put his elbow back in place. It was one of the least favorite moments of my life. After his elbow went back into place, Jett was smiling and playing like nothing ever happened. Let's just say I hope that never happens AGAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's an update on all of us. Sorry about the lack of posts. Hopefully things slow down a little bit so I can keep up with our blog. Even though I may not update my blog, I sure have enjoyed reading everyone else's. Thanks to all of you for being a better blogger than I am!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1470693058146425715?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1470693058146425715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1470693058146425715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1470693058146425715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1470693058146425715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi.html' title='Hello Again!'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3331173962644289710</id><published>2008-07-31T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:00:04.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Then and Now ~</title><content type='html'>One thing I love about having two boys is that I can reuse all of Reed's clothes with Jett. I've taken some pictures of Jett in some of the same outfits I took pictures of Reed wearing. It's fun for me to compare my boys and find their similarities/differences. One thing I've learned is that Jett is growing bigger and faster than Reed did so he gets to wear Reed's old clothes sooner than Reed did. So in these pictures Jett is about a month younger than Reed in all of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first pictures are of Reed and the second picture is Jett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229283104224039698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlRwE50xI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7BBTWdXuxt4/s320/IMG_5173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284730787153490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJImwbfxRlI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dHgBA4yfbqA/s320/IMG_7005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229283115055318914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlSYbSB4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZIAZ_taGcq8/s320/IMG_5116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284750686915490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJImxloPi6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/iJ1XsDGCjLY/s320/IMG_6956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229283123842464274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlS5KTOhI/AAAAAAAAAbU/EAQxeHbdE-s/s320/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284747339511458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJImxZKKNqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/jPQNt10z9hY/s320/IMG_6958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229283131481938418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlTVnsWfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sXlNELa0PTs/s320/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284737641534978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJImw1B-1gI/AAAAAAAAAb8/IEHkdoNkQZ0/s320/IMG_7001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229283140807612738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlT4XG2UI/AAAAAAAAAbk/zHbvvc7Aeq4/s320/IMG_5038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284722899156962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJImv-HH_-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/eG5UkPfmyn8/s320/IMG_6937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3331173962644289710?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3331173962644289710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3331173962644289710&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3331173962644289710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3331173962644289710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/then-and-now.html' title='~ Then and Now ~'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SJIlRwE50xI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7BBTWdXuxt4/s72-c/IMG_5173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5724295382685306163</id><published>2008-07-26T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:28:55.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th of July Baby Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuT4QUpO6I/AAAAAAAAAak/Q8e5FeISVN4/s1600-h/KingReed0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two years ago when Reed was 6 months old we participated in Tremonton's 24th of July Baby Contest. Reed ended up winning, and he was the King in the 3-6 month old catagory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are pictures from 2 years ago:&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuT482yPtI/AAAAAAAAAas/qWnQPZkaQcU/s1600-h/KingReed0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227435704002426882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuVE59COAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yuIEUm9lKz4/s320/KingReed0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227435707727055202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuVFH1DiWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/aHY5gSr8X3o/s320/KingReed0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I decided to take Jett to this year's contest just so I could put it in his scrapbook like I did for Reed. It was fun to show him off, and Jett was the 3-6 month's first attendant. We were so proud of him! The baby that took first place was adorable! I don't know how anybody can judge a contest like that. I just think it is a fun chance for parents to show off their cute kids. Congratulations Jett!!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuRbeDlUCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/awE6y7fGQLE/s1600-h/IMG_6897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227431693604180002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuRbeDlUCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/awE6y7fGQLE/s320/IMG_6897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuRbzMRRXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Z8r7Xt9W6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227431699277759858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuRbzMRRXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Z8r7Xt9W6K8/s320/IMG_6894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuSHx5vQII/AAAAAAAAAaU/NeFUPpvB9k4/s1600-h/IMG_6901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227432454845841538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuSHx5vQII/AAAAAAAAAaU/NeFUPpvB9k4/s320/IMG_6901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuSIjsyVKI/AAAAAAAAAac/TGWbPBRTLJM/s1600-h/IMG_6902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227432468213290146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuSIjsyVKI/AAAAAAAAAac/TGWbPBRTLJM/s320/IMG_6902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5724295382685306163?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5724295382685306163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5724295382685306163&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5724295382685306163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5724295382685306163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/24th-of-july-baby-contest.html' title='24th of July Baby Contest'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuVE59COAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yuIEUm9lKz4/s72-c/KingReed0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5688840081634138882</id><published>2008-07-26T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:47:58.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMJlzjRYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/P6mlqO-c3J0/s1600-h/mamma+mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brett went out of town this weekend so Friday night my Mom took my sister and I to go see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;/span&gt; while my cute Dad babysat my boys. I was so excited to get out and go see this movie. It was a fun movie and I would recommend any of my friends (particularly girl friends) to go see it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks again Mom and Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227425893025165650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMJ1NxsVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/IjdEfgY8JSI/s320/IMG_6874.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie, Reed and I went outside and lit some fireworks. His favorites were the sparklers that shot out "stars" as Reed likes to call them. He also went to town on a couple of boxes of the snaps or pops (I don't know what they are called). He enjoyed throwing them at the dogs, and stepping on 2 or 3 of them at a time. Reed even got brave enough to pinch one with his fingers to make it pop. I know, I probably shouldn't have taught him that, but I wanted to see if he would even try to do it. He did, and he loved it!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMqn3lOJI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KqOXjCYcs4g/s1600-h/IMG_6886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227426456378095762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMqn3lOJI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KqOXjCYcs4g/s320/IMG_6886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227425904269670050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMKfGrNqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_FgdINH0yMI/s320/IMG_6881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5688840081634138882?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5688840081634138882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5688840081634138882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5688840081634138882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5688840081634138882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIuMJ1NxsVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/IjdEfgY8JSI/s72-c/IMG_6874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5673970090772384396</id><published>2008-07-23T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:09:04.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>= Swimming Lessons =</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIedZlL6OTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZKmXvt-_NS8/s1600-h/IMG_6855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226318955391105330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIedZlL6OTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZKmXvt-_NS8/s320/IMG_6855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting last Monday, Reed and I have been participating in the "Mom &amp;amp; Tot" swimming class. Here are a few things we have learned so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reed can now say, "I can't do that".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom is better at blowing bubbles than Reed is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reed will swim with his arms only if he has a toy in each hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reed holds grudges if you dunk him under the water (I blow in his face first).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reed loves to kick his legs and splash Mom's face so he can see me turn into a "raccoon" (my mascara is not waterproof).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let Reed get close to the edge of the pool or else you end up chasing him around the whole swimming pool until one of you falls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226318613067271394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIedFp7jDOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hd6iY0lxgIs/s320/IMG_6873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226319333102254562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIedvkRQ-eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6SKUZYMk8vc/s320/IMG_6853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5673970090772384396?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5673970090772384396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5673970090772384396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5673970090772384396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5673970090772384396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/swimming-lessons.html' title='= Swimming Lessons ='/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIedZlL6OTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZKmXvt-_NS8/s72-c/IMG_6855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3889539346155383115</id><published>2008-07-23T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:35:42.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ PuPpiEs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVYaqC2NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Je236ACNHgw/s1600-h/IMG_6816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310139291818194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVYaqC2NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Je236ACNHgw/s320/IMG_6816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided it was time our dog, Syre, got a girlfriend. He is a papered wiemeriner.  We met a couple that has a female wiemeriner, and they wanted her to try to have puppies. Syre stepped up to the plate, and a couple of months later we have 9 cute little puppies. Syre is considered to be a silver color, and June, the female, is more of a blue/silver color. There are 5 girl puppies and 4 boy puppies. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310152736346930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVZMveEzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/b77Mx7p0-ZQ/s320/IMG_6824.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310148801054898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVY-FOSLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0fy2aqR6Kzc/s320/IMG_6829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reed LOVED the puppies, and no, we are not going to keep one. We had a choice of pick of the litter or get the amount of money one dog would sell for. The pups are 3 weeks old now, and they have another 3-4 weeks before they can be sold. I think these puppies are the cutest ones I've ever seen. I love their wrinkly skin, floppy ears, and blue eyes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310154418877426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVZTAnc_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0mAXNUM-s-c/s320/IMG_6821.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/6651425052012596901-3889539346155383115?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3889539346155383115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3889539346155383115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3889539346155383115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3889539346155383115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/puppies.html' title='~ PuPpiEs ~'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeVYaqC2NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Je236ACNHgw/s72-c/IMG_6816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8730964481294173654</id><published>2008-07-23T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:11:45.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Undies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeQbwEpS7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fp56u0cfwO0/s1600-h/IMG_6845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226304699022003122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeQbwEpS7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fp56u0cfwO0/s320/IMG_6845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided I am tired of changing two sets of diapers every day so I told Reed it was time to become an official "BIG BOY". We went to Walmart the other day and Reed picked out "choo choo train" underwear. He was so excited to put them on when we got home. I also let him pick out a whole bag full of "potty treats". I put them in a big jar in Reed's bathroom so he knows that he can only have those treats if he goes potty on the toilet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been half attempting the whole potty training process for the past couple of days. It's so hard because we are always going somewhere: swim lessons, story time at the library, dollar movie at Walkers, and running all of our errands. We just need to stay home for a couple of days to really master potty training. If anyone has any suggestions that might help us I would grately appreciate it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8730964481294173654?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8730964481294173654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8730964481294173654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8730964481294173654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8730964481294173654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-boy-undies.html' title='Big Boy Undies!'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SIeQbwEpS7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fp56u0cfwO0/s72-c/IMG_6845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5893222249433264511</id><published>2008-07-07T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:35:55.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...We are selling our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SHLtZtb3cfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zNlMXtGXuzM/s1600-h/IMG_6795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220495944024814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SHLtZtb3cfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zNlMXtGXuzM/s320/IMG_6795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, we are selling our house.  We've lived in it for two years now and it is time for a change.  Brett and I have been building and selling spec houses since we've been married and this house was one of them.  We just chose to live in this one for a while.  We planned on staying in this house for only 2 years and then building again.  The two-year-mark has arrived and I'll keep you all up do date on our housing status.&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/6651425052012596901-5893222249433264511?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5893222249433264511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5893222249433264511&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5893222249433264511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5893222249433264511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-officialwe-are-selling-our-house.html' title='It&apos;s official...We are selling our house'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SHLtZtb3cfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zNlMXtGXuzM/s72-c/IMG_6795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7053324274409653982</id><published>2008-07-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:18:02.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w101.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w101.photobucket.com/albums/m42/beckyhenrie/July 4th/c7f04e49.pbw" width="320" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i101.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This past weekend we decided to visit our good friends Brooks and Amber down in Coalville. We just bought a new tent last week, and we wanted to test it out. We set up camp next to Brooks and Amber's place and stayed for the weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We built a campfire, went boating, played at the park on the blow-up slides, watched Henefer's fireworks, and made a trip to Park City. We had a blast! Reed and Jett did awesome camping and boating. The temperature dropped down to 50 degrees at night, but the boys slept through the night. In fact, this past weekend was Jett's first time sleeping through the night. I was so excited I didn't have to get out of my warm sleeping bag to feed him. Jett was bundled up in his play-pen while Brett, Reed, and I were snuggled up on our air mattress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Friday we took out Brooks's boat and even though the water was a little rough and the temperature was a little cold we still tried a little of everything. Brett had the brilliant idea of climbing on top of the wake boarding tower and flipping off into the water. We had a fun time taking turns doing tricks off the tower.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday night we drove to Henefer to watch their local fireworks. While we were waiting we played on the blow-up toys they had set up for the kids. All of us adults took turns taking Reed down the slides and we all got our fair share of bumps and bruises. Reed LOVED the fireworks and has been asking to watch more fireworks every day since then. Luckily for him we have the 24th of July to celebrate soon. We had a fun little weekend, and we enjoyed being with Brooks, Amber, and Brandon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7053324274409653982?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7053324274409653982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7053324274409653982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7053324274409653982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7053324274409653982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july_07.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2124113540291703952</id><published>2008-06-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:33:18.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3wcTI6tKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4lnEwEYhB2w/s1600-h/P1000524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214588312529581218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3wcTI6tKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4lnEwEYhB2w/s320/P1000524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just this past Friday night Brett came home from work and told me he was going to take Reed camping. I was invited, but I decided it would be easier to stay home with Jett. We got everything packed up, and Brett and Reed went up Mantua campground and spent the night. They roasted hot dogs and marshmallows and slept in the tent on an air mattress. In the morning they went fishing and Reed caught his first fish!! Unfortunately, Brett didn't have his camera with him when they went fishing so we don't have a picture of Reed's fish. When they came home, Reed ran in the door yelling to me that he caught a "yittle fissssh". &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3w-mR7jHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WbD97D2kUGI/s1600-h/P1000525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214588901783211122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3w-mR7jHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WbD97D2kUGI/s320/P1000525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2124113540291703952?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2124113540291703952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2124113540291703952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2124113540291703952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2124113540291703952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/camping-trip.html' title='Camping Trip'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3wcTI6tKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4lnEwEYhB2w/s72-c/P1000524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7495350342283790508</id><published>2008-06-21T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:37:40.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horn Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3uBErj1lI/AAAAAAAAAUs/1G6cxQjW0Mg/s1600-h/P1000509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214585645768627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3uBErj1lI/AAAAAAAAAUs/1G6cxQjW0Mg/s320/P1000509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt;, Reed has become his dad's little shadow. He goes everywhere with Brett, which I love. A couple of weeks ago Brett went horn hunting (looking for sheds from the elk, moose, and deer). He told me he wanted to take Reed with him. I was a little nervous because I knew they would do a lot of hiking and the mountain Brett wanted to go to you had to canoe across a river to get to it.  We don't have a child carrier that fits Reed anymore so Brett emptied out his frame backpack and set Reed inside of it. I don't know how comfortable it was for Reed, but he stayed in there. They left at 3:00 in the afternoon and didn't come home until 11:00 at night. Brett loved taking Reed and I think Reed enjoyed going hiking with his dad. We'll see if he ever wants to climb into that backpack again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214585620897795410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3t_oB5DVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/te_yZGmJQm0/s320/P1000505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214585657337679826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3uBvx1j9I/AAAAAAAAAU0/3aW5m6r4KdQ/s320/P1000513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7495350342283790508?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7495350342283790508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7495350342283790508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7495350342283790508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7495350342283790508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/brett-and-reeds-adventures.html' title='Horn Hunting'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3uBErj1lI/AAAAAAAAAUs/1G6cxQjW0Mg/s72-c/P1000509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8605951540729043863</id><published>2008-06-21T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:29:51.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New pictures of the boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3oPZnFzFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/g6wi4UxtPao/s1600-h/IMG_6610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214579294835428434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3oPZnFzFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/g6wi4UxtPao/s320/IMG_6610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When going down for a nap, Reed HAS to have Jett lay down with him while mom reads a book. It's really cute to watch Reed be so attentive to Jett. This picture was taken just before Reed fell asleep for his nap the other day. Of course I don't leave Jett in there with him. Who knows what would happen when mom leaves the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214572352391065218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3h7S_XroI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ipzMUpKyF7Q/s320/IMG_6627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reed's favorite movies are the Shrek movies (don't ask me why). He watches them quite frequently. The other day after breakfast Reed told me he wanted to, "Watch Frek and hold Dett". Reed is usually very careful with his brother so I let him hold Jett for a little bit. When I went to pick Jett up Reed told me, "No No No Mom!" So we all sat on the couch together and watched Shrek. Jett fell asleep in Reed's arms/lap and Reed sat their watching the movie with Jett for about 30 minutes. I was shocked to see it last that long. It probably could have lasted longer if Jett would have stayed asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3neJlrRXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/inFa0WfdYS8/s1600-h/img_6622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214578448720938354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3neJlrRXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/inFa0WfdYS8/s320/img_6622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes when Reed goes to bed at night he sneaks a book or toy into his bed with him. Well, I guess Brett let him take his Magna-doodle to bed with him, and Reed fell asleep in the middle of one of his masterpieces. You can't see it in the picture very well, but the pen was still propped up ready to draw.&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/6651425052012596901-8605951540729043863?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8605951540729043863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8605951540729043863&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8605951540729043863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8605951540729043863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-pictures-of-boys.html' title='New pictures of the boys'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3oPZnFzFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/g6wi4UxtPao/s72-c/IMG_6610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3261260211287514253</id><published>2008-06-21T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:30:08.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I might be a little red-neck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3fb5GxODI/AAAAAAAAATs/WDaEHQskx-Q/s1600-h/P1000521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214569613843576882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3fb5GxODI/AAAAAAAAATs/WDaEHQskx-Q/s320/P1000521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well many of you might know I'm married to the worlds most avid hunter. Of course some of his passion for hunting is going to wear off on me. After we got married I learned really fast that if I want to spend any time with my husband I better learn to like hunting. One of the first times I went hunting was when I was dating Brett and he took me raccoon hunting in the middle of the night. My family thought I was crazy for going, but I had so much fun. We've been married for almost 5 years and I still hunt, but not as much as I used to (somebody has to stay home with the boys). &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the other night Brett was raccoon hunting by the railroad tracks next to our house with the hound when he called me up asking me to come take a look at the raccoon Baxter had treed. I was in my p.j.'s and bathrobe, but I really wanted to go check it out. Looking at the picture you can guess who got to take care of the raccoon Baxter had found. Yeah, I might be a little redneck but it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3261260211287514253?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3261260211287514253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3261260211287514253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3261260211287514253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3261260211287514253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-i-might-be-little-red-neck.html' title='So I might be a little red-neck...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3fb5GxODI/AAAAAAAAATs/WDaEHQskx-Q/s72-c/P1000521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-143807420131560584</id><published>2008-06-21T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:31:05.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jett's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3eadvZAnI/AAAAAAAAATk/gFPU84XPTI8/s1600-h/IMG_6598.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214568489806266994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3eadvZAnI/AAAAAAAAATk/gFPU84XPTI8/s320/IMG_6598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We blessed Jett the first of this month and I couldn't have asked for a more perfect day. There were no tears on Jett's part and he held very still (and wide awake) during the blessing. Brett did a wonderful job and I am so proud and grateful Brett holds the priesthood power and was able to give Jett those wonderful promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day before the blessing (Saturday) I got really sick and I couldn't even talk or get out of bed let alone take care of two kids. I called up my friend Kirsten (one of the most wonderful people in the world) and I couldn't even talk to her on the phone. Luckily I didn't have to because she guessed that I was pretty sick and she said she was coming over to pick up my boys and watch them for the day. I can't thank her enough for what she did for me that day. I went to the doctor and he said I had a really bad viral cold. That basically means there is nothing I can do about it but wait it out. I called my mom up crying on Saturday telling her I didn't know if I should postpone the blessing or just cancel the dinner afterwards. I was in no shape to be going to church let alone hosting a dinner for all of my family. Being the amazing parents that they are, my mom and dad just told me to go to bed and they would take care of everything. I didn't even have to cook or prepare anything that Sunday. I have an amazing family and I just want to tell them how grateful I am for everything they do for me and my family. I couldn't have had such a wonderful experience with out their help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-143807420131560584?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/143807420131560584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=143807420131560584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/143807420131560584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/143807420131560584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/jetts-blessing-day.html' title='Jett&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3eadvZAnI/AAAAAAAAATk/gFPU84XPTI8/s72-c/IMG_6598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3714760346495187342</id><published>2008-06-21T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:31:24.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So for the past couple of years I have wanted a bike with a bike trailer hooked onto the back of it so I can take Reed for a bike ride. Well now that I have two kids and the summer off I definately want to get out and ride a bike with my boys. Brett saw how excited I was to do this so he took me out to buy 2 bikes (one for both of us) and a bike trailer. We have found a new hobby - we ride our bikes a couple times a week and to grandma's house and then the park on Sundays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214564486179489458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3axbEYhrI/AAAAAAAAATc/E84liUtIJwE/s320/IMG_6588.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reed LOVES to go for rides, and yes, we pack Jett in there too. Of course Jett stays in his carseat inside of the trailer, and that leaves Reed with very little room, but he doesn't complain. If you can't tell by looking at the pictures, we bought our bikes on one of the coldest days of spring but we still had to test them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3Z1dKInwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d0Ytmqqicsk/s1600-h/IMG_6592.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3Z1jAwhsI/AAAAAAAAATE/JBHkxBjXlBM/s1600-h/IMG_6591.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3aKtEcsgI/AAAAAAAAATM/uT6m7Hi7Qz4/s1600-h/IMG_6592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214563820996702722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3aKtEcsgI/AAAAAAAAATM/uT6m7Hi7Qz4/s320/IMG_6592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3adVSGtII/AAAAAAAAATU/WXX1TSketks/s1600-h/IMG_6591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214564141029045378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3adVSGtII/AAAAAAAAATU/WXX1TSketks/s320/IMG_6591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3714760346495187342?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3714760346495187342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3714760346495187342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3714760346495187342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3714760346495187342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-bikes.html' title='New Bikes'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SF3axbEYhrI/AAAAAAAAATc/E84liUtIJwE/s72-c/IMG_6588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-6455686037497169324</id><published>2008-05-25T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:39:04.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures....Again</title><content type='html'>We decided we needed a new family picture with Jett in it this time (and me not big and pregnant). Brett's aunt took these pictures for us and they turned out so&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoOVqQKjhI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L5HtkmfHQkQ/s1600-h/Reed+hugging+-+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well. Thanks Amy!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492113341484722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSAKQKjrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iiH07v_zrII/s320/looking+up+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492117636452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSAaQKjsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/v77nuBYA7YU/s320/Reed+hugging+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492121931419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSAqQKjtI/AAAAAAAAASE/XUdPnfyEL4k/s320/Brett+and+Jett+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492126226386658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSA6QKjuI/AAAAAAAAASM/GgpbIxep9Qk/s320/Becky+and+Jett+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492130521353970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSBKQKjvI/AAAAAAAAASU/K4YdCx8Ipt8/s320/Jett+close+up+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492645917429506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSfKQKjwI/AAAAAAAAASc/XJZ5dEpJaZ4/s320/feet+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492650212396818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSfaQKjxI/AAAAAAAAASk/lYzZvMlaL8A/s320/mom+looking+down+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204492654507364130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSfqQKjyI/AAAAAAAAASs/ghjhYCAjzvM/s320/Jett+-+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-6455686037497169324?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6455686037497169324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=6455686037497169324&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6455686037497169324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/6455686037497169324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/05/family-picturesagain.html' title='Family Pictures....Again'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoSAKQKjrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iiH07v_zrII/s72-c/looking+up+-+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2707417913383004489</id><published>2008-05-25T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:58:01.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christensens</title><content type='html'>Some of our closest friends are Nate, Chelsey, Kyson, and Taige Christensen. We have loved living so close to them now. Kyson, Reed, and Taige are great buddies and they love playing together. As you can see, the three amigos do quite a bit together. We are very grateful for our friends and we appreciate everything they do for us!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFFKQKjXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PDKLuA14wEg/s1600-h/IMG_6502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204477905589669234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFFKQKjXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PDKLuA14wEg/s200/IMG_6502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoGBKQKjaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pBCg28SjtkI/s1600-h/IMG_6584.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204478296431693186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s200/IMG_6570.JPG" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoGBKQKjaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pBCg28SjtkI/s1600-h/IMG_6584.JPG"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoGBKQKjaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pBCg28SjtkI/s1600-h/IMG_6584.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFt6QKjZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F6HnLRK866w/s1600-h/IMG_6573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204478605669338514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFt6QKjZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F6HnLRK866w/s200/IMG_6573.JPG" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFb6QKjYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/0ffVl3sy6K8/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204478936381820322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoGBKQKjaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pBCg28SjtkI/s200/IMG_6584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2707417913383004489?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2707417913383004489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2707417913383004489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2707417913383004489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2707417913383004489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/05/christensens.html' title='The Christensens'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDoFFKQKjXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PDKLuA14wEg/s72-c/IMG_6502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1681817485072587501</id><published>2008-05-25T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:05:43.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then some of my friends meet up together and we go to lunch. It's been a couple weeks since we took these pictures, but I wanted to post them. I love seeing my friends and I wish we saw each other more often because I miss hanging out with them. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn-IKQKjVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tKujIR7zQIo/s1600-h/IMG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204470260547882322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn-IKQKjVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tKujIR7zQIo/s320/IMG_6531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn-uaQKjWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Culc1uE3EbA/s1600-h/IMG_6532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204470917677878626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn-uaQKjWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Culc1uE3EbA/s320/IMG_6532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1681817485072587501?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1681817485072587501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1681817485072587501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1681817485072587501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1681817485072587501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/05/friend-lunch.html' title='Friend Lunch'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn-IKQKjVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tKujIR7zQIo/s72-c/IMG_6531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8665006321320362155</id><published>2008-05-25T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:55:10.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed &amp; Jett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn8PKQKjUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HcTjoZWaMO8/s1600-h/IMG_6586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204468181783711042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn8PKQKjUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HcTjoZWaMO8/s320/IMG_6586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed loves to be very involved with everything Jett is doing. This includes our bath and tummy-time rituals. We are very grateful Reed loves his little brother.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467894020902194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn7-aQKjTI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mgXP-z44ZGI/s320/IMG_6568.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/6651425052012596901-8665006321320362155?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8665006321320362155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8665006321320362155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8665006321320362155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8665006321320362155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/05/reed-jett.html' title='Reed &amp; Jett'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SDn8PKQKjUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HcTjoZWaMO8/s72-c/IMG_6586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5257754741047180482</id><published>2008-04-27T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:52:03.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Sunday Tradition</title><content type='html'>For the past couple springs Brett and I have had the tradition of going to the archary range on Sundays in Bear River City. Last year I carried Reed in an infant backpack while we accompanied Brett through the range. This year Reed has loved following his Dad and pulling out the arrows. Today was the first time we took Jett to the range because it was such a beautiful day. Jett hung out in his sling while I tagged along with Brett and Reed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194137234830029506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVIS5yscsI/AAAAAAAAANc/XBteeROq3-g/s320/IMG_6511.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194137239124996818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVITJysctI/AAAAAAAAANk/pLcIMSbPVxM/s320/IMG_6510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194137247714931426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVITpyscuI/AAAAAAAAANs/XFq8-AHEfbM/s320/IMG_6516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194137252009898738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVIT5yscvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ir3Db0036nw/s320/IMG_6522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-5257754741047180482?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5257754741047180482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5257754741047180482&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5257754741047180482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5257754741047180482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-sunday-tradition.html' title='Our Sunday Tradition'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVIS5yscsI/AAAAAAAAANc/XBteeROq3-g/s72-c/IMG_6511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2820855439763029817</id><published>2008-04-27T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:33:57.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recent Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVELpyscoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RAmUlnb5RE8/s1600-h/IMG_6488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194132712229466754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVELpyscoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RAmUlnb5RE8/s320/IMG_6488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture - my 3 boys taking their Sunday nap together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEL5yscpI/AAAAAAAAANE/IccnEzzdLo0/s1600-h/IMG_6506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194132716524434066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEL5yscpI/AAAAAAAAANE/IccnEzzdLo0/s320/IMG_6506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reed wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt; to do everything he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEMZyscqI/AAAAAAAAANM/tqg2FwyVQoU/s1600-h/IMG_6491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194132725114368674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEMZyscqI/AAAAAAAAANM/tqg2FwyVQoU/s320/IMG_6491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reed helping mom make cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEMpyscrI/AAAAAAAAANU/RfU_8u4c0t8/s1600-h/IMG_6500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194132729409335986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVEMpyscrI/AAAAAAAAANU/RfU_8u4c0t8/s320/IMG_6500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jett's&lt;/span&gt; favorite place to take a nap...in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; on top of the running dryer.  This combination is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guaranteed&lt;/span&gt; nap for both Mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt; - YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2820855439763029817?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2820855439763029817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2820855439763029817&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2820855439763029817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2820855439763029817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-recent-pictures.html' title='Some Recent Pictures'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVELpyscoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RAmUlnb5RE8/s72-c/IMG_6488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3664435510661783841</id><published>2008-04-27T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:18:31.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raccoon Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cousin Bryan requested to see pictures of Brett's midnight hobby, raccoon hunting.  This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVAnpyscnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/x0P9x6be9_g/s1600-h/P1000483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194128795219292786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVAnpyscnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/x0P9x6be9_g/s320/P1000483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Syre - Brett - Baxter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3664435510661783841?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3664435510661783841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3664435510661783841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3664435510661783841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3664435510661783841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/04/raccoon-hunting.html' title='Raccoon Hunting'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBVAnpyscnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/x0P9x6be9_g/s72-c/P1000483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-2096586383659682300</id><published>2008-04-27T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:09:11.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBUyp5yscYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3tliMtm63zI/s1600-h/merrell+family+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113440711209346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBUyp5yscYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3tliMtm63zI/s320/merrell+family+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In February my family had pictures taken before my little brother Jeff left for his mission to Canada. I don't know if they are my favorite (because I'm big and pregnant), but it was fun getting together and taking them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-2096586383659682300?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2096586383659682300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=2096586383659682300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2096586383659682300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/2096586383659682300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBUyp5yscYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3tliMtm63zI/s72-c/merrell+family+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3245774303196587315</id><published>2008-03-29T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:05:31.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jett Cortney Henrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jett Cortney Henrie was born Sunday, March 23. 2008 at 8:10 in the morning.  He weighed 7 pounds 4 ounces and measured 20 inches long.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uhhqS-NI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zBc5cVIIBYs/s1600-h/IMG_6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183272112144709842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uhhqS-NI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zBc5cVIIBYs/s320/IMG_6417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uLBqS-KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uAGQvRwigqU/s1600-h/IMG_6454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183271725597653154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uLBqS-KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uAGQvRwigqU/s320/IMG_6454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uLhqS-LI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ecqJwtYa09c/s1600-h/IMG_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183271734187587762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uLhqS-LI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ecqJwtYa09c/s320/IMG_6468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uMBqS-MI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GvBq2-yorzY/s1600-h/IMG_6484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183271742777522370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uMBqS-MI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GvBq2-yorzY/s320/IMG_6484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3245774303196587315?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3245774303196587315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3245774303196587315&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3245774303196587315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3245774303196587315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/03/jett-cortney-henrie.html' title='Jett Cortney Henrie'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6uhhqS-NI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zBc5cVIIBYs/s72-c/IMG_6417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-5994806184319345143</id><published>2008-03-29T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:22:24.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Easter Suprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6sBxqS-FI/AAAAAAAAAJU/95hMj7Qqo2U/s1600-h/IMG_6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night around 9:00 I started feeling some contractions. Brett was out raccoon hunting at the time and when he got home at midnight we decided to call his parents and have them come over to stay with Reed. We got to the hospital and I was having steady contractions every five minutes but they wanted to make sure I was in actual labor so I needed my cervix to thin out more than what it was before I got to the hospital. So for the next hour I walked the halls of the hospital while Brett slept on the couch. They didn't admit me into the hospital until 2:00 AM. Once I was admitted they started my antibiotics because I tested positive for the Group B Strep Bacteria. It's normally not a big deal, they just give the mom the medicine once she goes into labor and the baby will be fine. The doctor said 40% of pregnant women have the virus in their system and it comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my epidural at 6:00 Sunday morning and my doctor came in to break my water at 6:30. At 7:30 they were getting my room set up for the actual delivery. After 2 pushes Jett Cortney Henrie arrived Easter morning at 8:10 weighing 7 pounds 4 ounces and 20 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Jett came out he inhaled some fluid and you could hear it when he was breathing. The NICU doctor came in to assess his breathing and they decided to take him into intensive care to help him clear out his lungs. I only had one chance to hold him before they took him into the NICU. It was hard to see him go. The doctors came back and said that his breathing was improving but they wanted to start him on some antibiotics to treat the Group B Strep Bacteria. Apparently I was suppose to get 2 doses of the antibiotics before delivering Jett, but I only had time for one dose. It was just a precaution to give Jett the medicine because we didn't know if he was going to even contract the bacteria. The test results wouldn't come back for 24 hours to tell us if he got the bacteria. Needless to say, I was pretty emotional on Sunday waiting for my epidural to wear off so I could go see him in the NICU. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183269376250542178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6sCRqS-GI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kE1NsmFNEYA/s320/IMG_6421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the tests came back negative and after four long days in the hospital, Brett and I were finally able to take Jett home on Wednesday afternoon. It was so good to be home. The first night at home was a little rough, but we are getting the hang of things. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183269389135444098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6sDBqS-II/AAAAAAAAAJs/X8cemkzOvC8/s320/IMG_6432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jett really is a perfect baby (a lot easier than Reed was), and we have enjoyed every moment. Reed enjoys him a little too much. He is constantly wanting to hold Jett and help me change and burp him. It is one of the cutest things to watch. Reed insisted on holding Jett while he watched 40 minutes of Shrek the other day. Both boys seemed perfectly content. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it took me so long to post anything. I wanted to catch up on some much needed sleep first. I will try to post more often now, but we'll see how that works now that I'm a mother of two. I want to thank all my friends and family who have been helping us recover and adjust over the past week. We are very grateful for all the love and support.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183269380545509490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6sChqS-HI/AAAAAAAAAJk/O7gzQs2ZOaM/s320/IMG_6430.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/6651425052012596901-5994806184319345143?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5994806184319345143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=5994806184319345143&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5994806184319345143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/5994806184319345143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-easter-suprise.html' title='Our Easter Suprise'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-6sCRqS-GI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kE1NsmFNEYA/s72-c/IMG_6421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3812885133808371538</id><published>2008-03-22T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:54:18.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We lost a fence, but saved our house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-Vw7hqS-BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DlBY03YvJn8/s1600-h/IMG_6402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180671114309990418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-Vw7hqS-BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DlBY03YvJn8/s320/IMG_6402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This afternoon Brett, Reed, and I were just enjoying each other's company when we noticed our neighbor was burning the ditches behind our house. We didn't think anything of it until we noticed the amount of smoke coming from the fire had significantly increased over the period of 5 minutes. Brett decided he better go take a look at things behind our house and just make sure the farmer was aware of our yard and the vinal fence that goes around our property. Brett was outside for maybe a minute before he came running into the house to grab his boots and tell me the fire had spread into our backyard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran out the back door and saw the flames coming towards my house after melting our vinal fence. The old farmer was apologizing about our fence and trying to put out the flames with two small buckets of water. Luckily my mom and dad stopped by to visit us so while Brett was grabbing our hose, my dad was working on the fire with a shovel. You should have seen it. My parents had just come from the temple and my dad was outside in his church clothes fighting fires. My mom took care of Reed while I called 911 to get the fire department to come over and save my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the help of 3 fire trucks and many wonderful and concerned neighbors, we were able to put out the fire that had spread through the fields behind our house. We may have lost a fence, but atleast we still have a house. I'm just grateful we were home when all this happened. Our neighbor that was buring his fields is older and you could tell he was in shock during this whole event. I don't know if he would have called for help or just kept on trying to put out the fire with his 2 buckets. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180671127194892338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-Vw8RqS-DI/AAAAAAAAAJE/e9QKtEdd2Bs/s320/IMG_6398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180671122899925026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-Vw8BqS-CI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KGywydPqpOs/s320/IMG_6403.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/6651425052012596901-3812885133808371538?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3812885133808371538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3812885133808371538&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3812885133808371538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3812885133808371538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-lost-fence-but-saved-our-house.html' title='We lost a fence, but saved our house!'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-Vw7hqS-BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DlBY03YvJn8/s72-c/IMG_6402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-8531157196580337387</id><published>2008-03-22T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:24:22.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the battle continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-VpjxqS9-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/UNUwtrCfx_U/s1600-h/IMG_6393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180663009706702818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-VpjxqS9-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/UNUwtrCfx_U/s320/IMG_6393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I decided today that I need a basement...or I guess you could say my marriage could use a basement. Let me explain. I already have quite the collection of dead animals inside of my house. I'm okay with the fact that my husband is a hunter. What I'm not okay with is how he thinks he needs to turn everything he shoots into a trophy and hang it proudly in our house. Isn't that what a garage it for? This morning Brett came home with a new "decoration" for our living room. I tried to politely tell him we had reached our "dead animals in the house" quota, but he continued to hang up the deer mount he just brought home. Of course Reed was thrilled and wanted to help Dad hang it up. All I have to say is I better move into a house with a basement before the next hunting season begins. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180663022591604722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-VpkhqS9_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-ROCnZtBbtE/s320/IMG_6408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180663026886572034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-VpkxqS-AI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kYnLYkkhprA/s320/IMG_6407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deer mount is new today.  I tried unsuccessfully to talk Brett out of hanging it up in the same room as the elk and the mountain lion.  So if you come over to visit us in the near future, I am apologizing right now for any children these animals might scare.  I'm just giving you a heads up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-8531157196580337387?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8531157196580337387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=8531157196580337387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8531157196580337387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/8531157196580337387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-battle-continues.html' title='And the battle continues...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R-VpjxqS9-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/UNUwtrCfx_U/s72-c/IMG_6393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-686214180004622038</id><published>2008-03-13T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:13:17.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Weeks and Counting...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been a little behind updating my posts. I love reading everyone else's so much I forget to work on my own. I am now officially 36 weeks along and I had another doctor's appointment today. The ultrasound says our little guy is measuring to be about 6 to 7 pounds and is head down ready to go. I'm dilated to a 3 and about 60% effaced. The doctor made it sound like things are going to happen sooner than later, but I just want him to stay in there as long as he can just to make sure he is big and healthy. Of course I have the usual back pains and I'm starting to waddle, but other than that I think things are going okay. I just pray my water doesn't break in front of 27 fourth graders.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444227482180146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6F_d42jI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zc06F0QQD9k/s320/36+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of recent pictures including some from the baby shower my work threw for me. I was very fortunate to receive so many great gifts. It helps me get that much closer to being ready for the big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444257546951282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6Hvd42nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y5Gn-zTgbVQ/s320/its+a+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444248957016674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6HPd42mI/AAAAAAAAAIM/a0j7OyeS5d8/s320/shower.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444231777147458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6GPd42kI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wkq2mCMLuTE/s320/blue+bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Reed's most current work of art - in the bathtub. He LOVES the crayons you can write on the bathtub with. Personally I think they teach bad habits because if Reed ever gets a hold of a "real" crayon unsupervised he is going to think it washes off walls like his bathtub crayons do. Hopefully that day never comes... By the way, our water really isn't this blue. It's from one of the fizzing/tinting tablets Crayola makes. If you couldn't tell, Reed thoroughly enjoys his baths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444240367082066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6Gvd42lI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zgalyUzEeyw/s320/jazz+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brett and I were able to go to a Jazz game last Saturday and sit in the box seats. I don't really care for basketball, but if I get to sit up there and get fed all night I'm alright going to every Jazz game. It was a lot of fun and we were fortunate to sit where we did.  Thanks Parsons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-686214180004622038?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/686214180004622038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=686214180004622038&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/686214180004622038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/686214180004622038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/03/36-weeks-and-counting.html' title='36 Weeks and Counting...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R9n6F_d42jI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zc06F0QQD9k/s72-c/36+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7986805984054228837</id><published>2008-02-25T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:55:22.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Most Recent Doctor's Appointment</title><content type='html'>So as of tomorrow I will be 34 weeks along and I had a doctor's appointment this afternoon. The ultrasound looked great and the doctor said our little guy is measuring on the big side for 34 weeks. The nurse said that women don't usually get checked to see if they've dialated until their 36 week appointment, but the doctor wanted to check me today because Reed came 3 weeks early and I started dialating around 33 weeks my last pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough it looks like this little guy is going to follow in his big brother's footsteps because I am dialated to a 2 already and I'm 50% effaced (if that means anything to anyone). The doctor thinks this baby is going to come early like Reed did because I'm already at a 2. That was bitter sweet news to hear. I was excited to have a good ultrasound and measurements but I don't know if I'm quite ready for an early arrival. I still have a lot of "nesting" to do. I'll keep you posted on any updates as they come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7986805984054228837?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7986805984054228837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7986805984054228837&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7986805984054228837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7986805984054228837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-most-recent-doctors-appointment.html' title='My Most Recent Doctor&apos;s Appointment'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1230806664947212832</id><published>2008-02-18T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:42:42.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Growing Belly - 33 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7n3eaM5_sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xmGWrtBbPcU/s1600-h/33+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168434149185945282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7n3eaM5_sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xmGWrtBbPcU/s320/33+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought you might all want to see an update on my present condition.  I am 33 weeks along and getting bigger and bigger each day.  This past weekend I started my "nesting" rituals.  Brett helped me get Reed's 0-3 month clothes out and I washed the carseat, bouncer, swing, and bassinett.  While I was cleaning and doing laundry, Brett cleaned my carpets!  I have an amazing husband.  We are excited for our new little guy and we can't believe how fast time has flown by with this pregnancy.  I guess that's what happens when you are chasing a 2 year old around every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't come up with any boy names yet but we are hoping to have that figured out soon.  If you have any suggestions for us we could use the help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize that I will be COMPLETELY out numbered.  Five boys and one girl (Brett, Reed, baby boy, and 2 boy dogs).  I'm hoping for at least ONE daughter some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1230806664947212832?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1230806664947212832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1230806664947212832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1230806664947212832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1230806664947212832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/02/growing-belly-33-weeks.html' title='The Growing Belly - 33 Weeks'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7n3eaM5_sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xmGWrtBbPcU/s72-c/33+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-1552132800958308331</id><published>2008-02-18T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:22:09.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of random updates...</title><content type='html'>I've been falling behind on my blog updates and I'm going to try to catch up in one post -  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168428058922319522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7nx76M5_qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FWIZuRvkgw0/s320/IMG_6194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Reed to Hardware Ranch last month and he loved it.  There were over 500 elk in the field when we went and they said the number gets bigger each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168428063217286834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7nx8KM5_rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/it08SeKfACM/s320/IMG_6206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed got a "Big Boy Bed" and he loved it for about a week and now he prefers to sleep on the floor right in front of the door.  Brett and I have no clue why he does this.  We wait until he falls asleep and then we carry him back to bed.  If he ever wakes up during the night he lays down on the floor again.  If anyone has any suggestions for us we could use help figuring out our son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168428046037417602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7nx7KM5_oI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pqa2xcJ6nTw/s320/dozen+arrows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you know my husband, you have probably learned that Valentine's Day is his LEAST favorite holiday.  In fact, he says he hates it.  His opinion is that Valentine's Day is a holiday for bad husbands to make up for their faults by purchasing gifts for their wives.  He informs me that he doesn't need a holiday to show his love for me.  So I have come to expect nothing from Brett on Valentine's Day.  As for me, I am still a fan of this holiday.  Luckily I have 28 fourth graders that show their love for me with Sponge Bob and High School Musical Valentine cards and candy.  I knew I picked teaching for a reason.  Brett is a big archery hunter so I suprised him with a half dozen "arrows" instead of roses.  He was pretty excited and I was glad I could make him smile on that dreadful day of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168428054627352210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7nx7qM5_pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YKAm_01-8_Q/s320/treehouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday we decided Reed needed a day out on the town so we took him to the Magic Treehouse in Ogden and then out to dinner.  He was in heaven and it was fun to see him drag both of us around to check everything out.  There was a lot for him to look at and he didn't want to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-1552132800958308331?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1552132800958308331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=1552132800958308331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1552132800958308331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/1552132800958308331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/02/couple-of-random-updates.html' title='A couple of random updates...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7nx76M5_qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FWIZuRvkgw0/s72-c/IMG_6194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-4720568558026049432</id><published>2008-02-17T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T12:49:01.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Valentine's Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My dear friend Chelsey tagged me to answer some questions pertaining to Valentine's Day. Here you go: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168182893599128850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kS9aM5_RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/acKmjKcTVVM/s200/couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How long have you been together? We have been married for 4 ½ years&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kSMaM5_OI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4hi89VIhaVg/s1600-h/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168182897894096162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kS9qM5_SI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G10l46NuhfI/s200/draw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How long did you date? We met in May of 2001 and dated up until we got married in August of 2003. Two of those years we had the long distance relationship going on because I was living in Provo and Brett was in Brigham. It was tough, but definitely worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168186703235120482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kWbKM5_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lkuAHcsKpTU/s200/Tally-Provo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How old is he? He just turned 26 this month. Don’t ask him how old he is because he hates getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168182897894096178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kS9qM5_TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jFm5w9kZ1sc/s200/Sand+Dunes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who eats more? Before this pregnancy I would have said Brett does, but now I think we probably eat about the same (at least my growing waist size tells me this). &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZcqM5_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5x--Yqm55OI/s1600-h/broken+arm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168190027539807762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZcqM5_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5x--Yqm55OI/s200/broken+arm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who said I LOVE YOU first? Brett did and I didn’t hear him correctly. He said, “I really think I love you” and my response was, “Thanks, I think about you a lot too”. He got really quiet and that’s when I realized I didn’t hear him correctly and then it clicked in my head what he really said. By then the moment was over. It took some time before he dared say it again, but when he did, I let him know the feeling was mutual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168187725437336978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kXWqM5_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pJrO3nzddio/s200/m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Who is taller? Brett by a couple of inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168186707530087794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kWbaM5_XI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9uKihrOrUmk/s200/tickle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who sings better? We don’t sing. I think we are equally bad singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZc6M5_iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RHiRCvjPOck/s1600-h/car+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168190031834775074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZc6M5_iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RHiRCvjPOck/s200/car+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who is smarter? I would say I am smarter when it comes to subject knowledge and fourth grade curriculum, but Brett is realistically smarter (if that makes any sense at all). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who does the laundry? I do the laundry unless I’ve forgotten to wash Brett’s carharts then he throws in a load every now and then. He did fold my mountain of clean clothes the other day for Valentine’s Day. I loved it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168187716847402370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kXWKM5_YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/aaKOwAWRceE/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Brett does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168188760524455378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kYS6M5_dI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iBoL2cy5Wwc/s200/on+truck.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Who pays the bills? We do it together and that’s the way I prefer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168188769114390002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kYTaM5_fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QNTjJ8U-2PQ/s200/sea+world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kYwaM5_gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-i-w1Gw2agY/s1600-h/mall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168189267330596354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kYwaM5_gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-i-w1Gw2agY/s200/mall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who mows the lawn? Unfortunately we don’t have a lawn yet but if we did Brett tells me I will be in charge of mowing the lawn. I politely informed him that I maintain and clean the inside of the house and he is to take care of the outside. Maybe that is why I don’t have a lawn yet…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner? I don’t know if you can call it “cooking” but it is me that gets the family fed. Brett loves to barbeque and make breakfasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who has more siblings? We both have 3 other siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168187734027271602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kXXKM5_bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ELq2LQhih9Q/s200/IMG_5970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Who drives when you are together? It is usually Brett but every now and then I drive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168187729732304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kXW6M5_aI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-GnlcYDKX7Y/s200/pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is the first to admit they are wrong? Me. I have a guilty conscience. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168187738322238914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kXXaM5_cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-bB6BTAzft8/s200/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Who is more Stubborn? I want to say it’s Brett, but I know it’s really me. Especially when I’m pregnant….sorry babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZdKM5_jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RKfLLiAnV4/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168190036129742386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZdKM5_jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RKfLLiAnV4/s200/Jackson+Hole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kZdKM5_jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RKfLLiAnV4/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who kissed who first? Once again I want to say Brett, but I was the one who kissed him first. He just wasn’t catching all of my hints so I had to take the bull by the horns and lay one on him. I think he was pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Proposed? Brett did (if you call it a proposal). Not much thought or effort went into the moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168192419836591682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kbn6M5_kI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OXkvX9XFQ0M/s200/provo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who is more sensitive? That would be me. I cry over everything (especially when I’m pregnant). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168192428426526290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kboaM5_lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/w7jyRWEjlFg/s200/Picture+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who wears the pants in the family? I think we take turns wearing the pants. Sometimes he wears them, sometimes I wear them, and then there are times we are both trying to wear them at the same time. It can get pretty frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168192441311428210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kbpKM5_nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/RO14hrLVWJs/s200/close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My husband is an amazing man. I want to tell Brett how much I love you and I appreciate everything you do for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168188764819422690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kYTKM5_eI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5SnXSADaZsk/s200/trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;HaPpY LaTe VaLeNtInEs EVERYONE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-4720568558026049432?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4720568558026049432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=4720568558026049432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4720568558026049432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/4720568558026049432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/02/late-valentines-tag.html' title='Late Valentine&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R7kS9aM5_RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/acKmjKcTVVM/s72-c/couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-391169486174151440</id><published>2008-01-21T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:50:08.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's Second Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UvnFO-ycI/AAAAAAAAADU/ceYCONMqUpo/s1600-h/IMG_6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158081296689187266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UvnFO-ycI/AAAAAAAAADU/ceYCONMqUpo/s320/IMG_6116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5Uua1O-ybI/AAAAAAAAADI/nsGYRMD-l2Y/s1600-h/IMG_6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158079561522399650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UuCFO-yaI/AAAAAAAAADA/hmXg5ON6p-A/s200/IMG_6179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So our little guy is now two years old! We threw Reed a birthday party and invited family over for cake and ice cream. Reed loved all of his presents and enjoyed every bite of cake. Of course his cousins had to join in and help Reed eat his cake. It was a perfect night and we want to thank everyone who came and made it special for Reed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5Ur7FO-yXI/AAAAAAAAACo/CE1uPR_SceQ/s1600-h/IMG_6138.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158077242240059762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5Ur7FO-yXI/AAAAAAAAACo/CE1uPR_SceQ/s200/IMG_6138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5Ur7lO-yZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ae7k96TqO58/s1600-h/IMG_6182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158077250829994386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5Ur7lO-yZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ae7k96TqO58/s200/IMG_6182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-391169486174151440?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/391169486174151440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=391169486174151440&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/391169486174151440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/391169486174151440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/01/reeds-second-birthday.html' title='Reed&apos;s Second Birthday'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UvnFO-ycI/AAAAAAAAADU/ceYCONMqUpo/s72-c/IMG_6116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3760589518122605354</id><published>2008-01-21T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:41:52.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UdjFO-yWI/AAAAAAAAACg/khLZyGVcBOE/s1600-h/IMG_6101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158061436760410466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UdjFO-yWI/AAAAAAAAACg/khLZyGVcBOE/s320/IMG_6101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UdOFO-yVI/AAAAAAAAACY/IRYKQbdoKUg/s1600-h/IMG_6103.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158057747383503122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UaMVO-yRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8cxgq7EDLck/s320/IMG_6102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So we decided we needed a vacation after all of the holiday rush. I don't know if you could call this a vacation. It was more like a quick get-a-way. Reed stayed with grandma and grandpa while Brett and I, along with Nate and Chelsey, drove to Mesquite for the weekend. Our main purpose was for the boys to go golfing and while us girls go shopping and visit the spa. Well, the golf game didn't go as well for the boys, but our day at the spa was heaven! Being seven months pregnant I was a little hesitant about the full body massage but with some pillow accommodations it was perfect. The only time we took pictures this weekend was when Chelsey and I were at the spa so I unfortunately have no pictures of the guys, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3760589518122605354?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3760589518122605354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3760589518122605354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3760589518122605354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3760589518122605354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-little-vacation.html' title='Our Little Vacation'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UdjFO-yWI/AAAAAAAAACg/khLZyGVcBOE/s72-c/IMG_6101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-7107004552341752666</id><published>2008-01-21T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:28:06.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5U1v1O-yfI/AAAAAAAAADs/y_neZNiz8XY/s1600-h/P1000396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158088044082809330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5U1v1O-yfI/AAAAAAAAADs/y_neZNiz8XY/s320/P1000396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am apoligizing right now for my lack of blogging efforts. I'll try to be better with our updates. Since the last time I posted a lot has happened. We had a great Christmas and I think Reed really enjoyed all of his presents. In fact, I think we might have gone a little overboard. Luckily his birthday is in January so we saved any unopened presents until then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158085209404393938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5UzK1O-ydI/AAAAAAAAADc/41DrTgYXilU/s320/P1000412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-7107004552341752666?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7107004552341752666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=7107004552341752666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7107004552341752666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/7107004552341752666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R5U1v1O-yfI/AAAAAAAAADs/y_neZNiz8XY/s72-c/P1000396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-9126227522684189353</id><published>2007-12-15T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:45:31.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for Christmas</title><content type='html'>I still don't know if I've figured this blogging thing out yet. Thanks to Shauna, I have a cute background to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well for us. I am 23 weeks pregnant and we found out a month or two ago that we are having another boy. I will definately be out numbered: Boys - 3 &amp;amp; Girls - 1. I'm just hoping I will have a little girl someday down the road. Brett is thrilled with the idea of another son. He's had so much fun with Reed and can't wait for another little hunting buddy. I'm just hoping my sons won't be used as bait for any of these upcoming hunts Brett has planned for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXzFO-yLI/AAAAAAAAABA/LTCzjiliQLg/s1600-h/IMG_6093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144333209453906098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXzFO-yLI/AAAAAAAAABA/LTCzjiliQLg/s320/IMG_6093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am still teaching 4th grade in Brigham and I have loved it. This pregnancy couldn't have come at a better time. I'll be able to teach up until the last two months of school and then I'll be done for this school year. Who knows what the future holds for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXzVO-yMI/AAAAAAAAABI/V1dKwEcKoNs/s1600-h/IMG_6006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144333213748873410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXzVO-yMI/AAAAAAAAABI/V1dKwEcKoNs/s320/IMG_6006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed is definately keeping himself busy. He has loved everything about Christmas: the lights, the presents, decorating the tree, candy canes, the snow, Christmas music, and all the traditions. We have yet to visit Santa this year and I'm curious how it will work out. Last year he was scared to death of him. Hopefully Reed can warm up to Santa this year. We are also very excited for the celebration of Reed's 2nd birthday coming up in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXz1O-yNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/849DR_l4EJM/s1600-h/IMG_6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144333222338808018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXz1O-yNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/849DR_l4EJM/s320/IMG_6042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RW2VO-yKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IS9JRBHHMUM/s1600-h/IMG_6091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144332165776853154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RW2VO-yKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IS9JRBHHMUM/s320/IMG_6091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Similar to Reed, Brett too has managed to keep himself busy this winter. I thought the hunting seasons were all coming to an end until Brett informed me he was going to become a trapper this year. He's been hoping to trap a couple of bobcats or coyotes but so far all Brett's caught has been his fair share of skunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well hopefully I can figure out my blog well enough for others to enjoy, but until then you will have to be satisfied with my baby steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-9126227522684189353?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/9126227522684189353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=9126227522684189353&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9126227522684189353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/9126227522684189353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-ready-for-christmas.html' title='Getting ready for Christmas'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/R2RXzFO-yLI/AAAAAAAAABA/LTCzjiliQLg/s72-c/IMG_6093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651425052012596901.post-3658788845178918620</id><published>2007-09-29T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:53:54.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite sure how to do this...</title><content type='html'>This "blogging" stuff is definitely very new to me.  I might have to recruit the help from my dear friend Kami Jo.  Once I figure this all out I'll write about more important things.  Until then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651425052012596901-3658788845178918620?l=beckyandbrett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3658788845178918620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651425052012596901&amp;postID=3658788845178918620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3658788845178918620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651425052012596901/posts/default/3658788845178918620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyandbrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-quite-sure-how-to-do-this.html' title='Not quite sure how to do this...'/><author><name>The Henrie's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15785083816495339479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gy4-ZVZZoYM/SBYTH5yscxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSeBLl19OEg/S220/piggy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
