<?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-8219208032551602799</id><updated>2012-02-08T10:51:26.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magleby Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Micah Tonya Aiden, Mason and Macoy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-773998796476589763</id><published>2010-04-26T11:06:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:58:10.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Our Trip to Disney!!!! That is the advantage of working for an airline is that you can get away on the spur of the moment. We were going to go to NewYork on Monday night because Aiden really wanted to go see the Statue of Liberty he was learning about in school he even made a little replicate out of clay. Well unfortunately we were running late as usual and decided there was no way to get there ontime with three kids. So we decided to go to Cali the next morning to spend a day at Disney. We were planning on just spending a day but one day turned into 2 and a half we could not get on a flt back on standby thats the disadvantage but at least its free. The kids had a blast and it was nice to get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501788632694274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPbLHwPgI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/3blsg-hYlVs/s320/4-26-10+049.jpg" /&gt;This was the first time we actually found most of the characters but we only got a picture with goofy we really wanted mickey but mickey wouldnt stop. We even got see buzz walk by us Mason was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501784233015298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPa6uyeAI/AAAAAAAAA8I/4IOdBMtrQTk/s320/4-26-10+090.jpg" /&gt;Mason at the Lego store....swording all the lego characters....i was so afraid he was going to knock one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501774936153906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPaYGPnzI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BVzojl9wrwo/s320/4-26-10+111.jpg" /&gt;My little stinker...he was so good. He just loves to people watch which kept him entertained most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPZkCjkhI/AAAAAAAAA74/f-qAAYNa2es/s1600/4-26-10+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501760962040338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPZkCjkhI/AAAAAAAAA74/f-qAAYNa2es/s320/4-26-10+107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that grin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM_5pMr0I/AAAAAAAAA7w/xwzY7E-85HI/s1600/4-26-10+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499121061408578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM_5pMr0I/AAAAAAAAA7w/xwzY7E-85HI/s320/4-26-10+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macoy is enjoying his people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM_eZyEsI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Jy3PWIt1JTk/s1600/4-26-10+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499113748992706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM_eZyEsI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Jy3PWIt1JTk/s320/4-26-10+085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM-1Z2cII/AAAAAAAAA7g/wbtG_b9wroc/s1600/4-26-10+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499102743425154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM-1Z2cII/AAAAAAAAA7g/wbtG_b9wroc/s320/4-26-10+088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM-eqCZWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ahhp6qudsJI/s1600/4-26-10+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499096637302114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM-eqCZWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ahhp6qudsJI/s320/4-26-10+099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason always reads the stops signs every time we pass by one on the road so when we saw this one at the disney store he replied " S - T -mickey mouse - P" ha ha !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM9qpnfNI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UIT3h9RZ2yw/s1600/4-26-10+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499082676894930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XM9qpnfNI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UIT3h9RZ2yw/s320/4-26-10+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Aidens highlight of the trip was being at the Lego store....we could not get him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMFGXhKGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/fhkwpXagQlI/s1600/4-26-10+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464498110864631906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMFGXhKGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/fhkwpXagQlI/s320/4-26-10+097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indiana "Aiden" Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMEztY7TI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vrc_7ADtXLc/s1600/4-26-10+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464498105856093490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMEztY7TI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vrc_7ADtXLc/s320/4-26-10+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Mickey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464498097689747490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMEVSYYCI/AAAAAAAAA64/UHRzrUXL4fw/s320/4-26-10+067.jpg" /&gt;Of Course everytime we go to Disney it rains...good thing we brought our rain coats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464498087331198514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XMDustdjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/z8KnQh-k_aQ/s320/4-26-10+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464496956457644210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XLB53ccLI/AAAAAAAAA6g/c26xqp0UGsg/s320/4-26-10+094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464496943937362898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XLBLOYG9I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/BkVkV5Ihrys/s320/4-26-10+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XLAr17a9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/z46QxRTxrTE/s1600/4-26-10+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464496935513320402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XLAr17a9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/z46QxRTxrTE/s320/4-26-10+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-773998796476589763?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/773998796476589763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=773998796476589763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/773998796476589763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/773998796476589763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/disney.html' title='Disney!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S9XPbLHwPgI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/3blsg-hYlVs/s72-c/4-26-10+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4135348795490254530</id><published>2010-02-16T22:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:05:51.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The birds and the bees</title><content type='html'>The birds and the bees... isn't six just a little too young.  We have been telling Aiden that babies come out of the belly button...ya I know!  but really we didn't tell him that he just came to his own conclusion and we just went with it.  So anyhoo him and micah were watching something I'm not sure what it was, but a mom just had a baby and the baby was huge and Aiden looks at Micah and said pointing down to his own belly button..."that came out of one of these"!!!!    Oh dear!!!! I'm so not ready to explain ...so we will just again, Nod our heads and go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason has been asking for the last few months for his friend Andy from school to come play with him. First of all I don't know who Andy is and I don't know his number so I asked his teacher if it would be ok if I got Andy's number, so they could have a play date.  His teacher gave Micah a sticky with Andy's number on it. Micah took a second glance at it and said "Mason is Andy a girl or a boy" and Mason replied in sarcasm "a girl dad"!  It was spelled Andi on the sticky.  I just had to laugh, this whole time we thought it was a little boy.  I guess he's starting out young and likes the girlies already. He also always talks about Nikki and Chloe from school. Those are the kids he only plays with ...what can I say He's a ladies man.  Yikes!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4135348795490254530?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4135348795490254530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4135348795490254530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4135348795490254530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4135348795490254530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/birds-and-bees.html' title='The birds and the bees'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4332843676460644648</id><published>2010-02-16T15:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:09:17.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy February</title><content type='html'>This has been the most craziest few weeks....on top of working fulltime because I messed up and forgot to go back to partime after Macoy. I have to put in a mandatory 7 hours a week AHHHH!!! It has not been fun. I guess in a way it's good micah is slow at work he's been home so i don't have to get a babysitter. On top of that poor Macoy has been so sick...teething, cold, and congestion ugh! I hate the booger snatcher its the worst. I can't wait for March to come around ....a little less crazy at work, and a little bit of warmer weather I hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4332843676460644648?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4332843676460644648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4332843676460644648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4332843676460644648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4332843676460644648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/crazy-february.html' title='Crazy February'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7949356100231239565</id><published>2010-01-19T22:11:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:43:26.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah super dad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday when I was at work Micah took all the boys to the auto show. I have to say he has more patience than I thought he had. For me I really don't like going shopping or doing errands with all the kids i get to frazzled. But he doesn't mind at all. Kudos for him for taking all the kids to the auto show by himself and he even took the camera to take pictures because I couldn't be there. Tonight I get home and he has dinner cooking, holding the baby in one arm and flipping burgers on the other. Maybe  he finally realizes how much work it is to stay home and take care of the kids  I wonder if I would be bursting my cloud if I mentioned helping out with the laundry too. Nah! I better not. Taking care of the kids is huge. Maybe I will squeeze that in later. THANKS MICAH!!!! XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures from the auto show.  There favorite car was bumblebee, Mason was very hestitant to stand by the car, in fear that he would transform. lol &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_5428690731550946242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1aVdTmMs8I/AAAAAAAAA54/zWFjpdtxsPk/s320/boys+auto+expo+1-19-10+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428690423857391586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1aVLZWVp-I/AAAAAAAAA5w/-hLoprYo_QA/s320/boys+auto+expo+1-19-10+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428690420326866674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1aVLMMmHvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/o8Biy04LXPU/s320/boys+auto+expo+1-19-10+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428690410325854114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1aVKm8Kx6I/AAAAAAAAA5g/9KBxd86jJPM/s320/boys+auto+expo+1-19-10+031.jpg" /&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/8219208032551602799-7949356100231239565?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7949356100231239565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7949356100231239565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7949356100231239565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7949356100231239565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/micah-super-dad.html' title='Micah super dad?'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1aVdTmMs8I/AAAAAAAAA54/zWFjpdtxsPk/s72-c/boys+auto+expo+1-19-10+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6544759550013930075</id><published>2010-01-19T21:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:09:33.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was my 2nd day of training for our new system that jetblue will be using coming the end of January. Instead of working my shifts from home I'm in training for 2 weeks mon - friday ugh. but at least I get home at 8:30 instead of getting off at 10:30 from my normal shift. So I can see my boys before they fall asleep.  I never knew how hard it would be to go back to work.  This time is so much harder than the other times going back to work after maternity leave maybe cause I have three now and I have less time to spend with each one individually. I really had an emotional week when I went back a few weeks ago I seriously cried my self to sleep because I missed them so much. This is why we never go on trips without our kids I would seriously have issues I would miss them way too much. I felt like I was the worst mother ever because I couldn't spend time with them.  I have to say I totally take back all the days that they begged me to play with them and I kept putting them off because i was cleaning or doing something else. I took time for grantite and thought we can always play later and then later came to nursing the baby and then making lunch and then making dinner and then doing homework and then doing more cleanup.  So now that I don't have all the time of the day to play with them I definitely make the time now and toss the dishes a side I can always clean later but my kids will not be little forever.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is I wish we could just get paid to be a mom....but yes that is just a dream and as Susan boyle sings "there are dreams that cannot be".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6544759550013930075?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6544759550013930075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6544759550013930075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6544759550013930075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6544759550013930075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-dream.html' title='My dream!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-9215551425142858490</id><published>2010-01-18T00:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:29:14.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to post this picture...the boys were playing with there little cars that run by batteries and Mason had this great idea to have the little truck drive up his face and through his hair........I heard from the backroom his crying and ran to see what was the matter and all I could do was laugh. He kept saying Mommy get the scissors he just wanted to cut it right off but we quickly got it untangled after a quick snap shot. Hahaha!!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427977984518849378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QNN9_jA2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/imE0VO-SWrM/s320/IMG_2187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-9215551425142858490?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9215551425142858490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=9215551425142858490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/9215551425142858490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/9215551425142858490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/silly-mason.html' title='Silly Mason'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QNN9_jA2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/imE0VO-SWrM/s72-c/IMG_2187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2754465871047564714</id><published>2010-01-17T23:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:16:15.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macoy at 3months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QKFEXp12I/AAAAAAAAA4o/iMZim_trTQg/s1600-h/IMG_2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Apparently Kiddie Kandids closed the doors and unfortunately I had Macoy's 3 month pictures taken the day before they closed and I never got the pictures because my boys were too crazy to stay so I was just going to order them online. Well to bad for that idea now they are lost forever....they turned out so cute too. Out of all my boys he was the one that smiled the whole entire time. grrr! So if anyone knows a good baby photographer let me know kiddie kandids was the only place I took there milestone pictures at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have a few pictures when he turned three months but they are definenantly not pro&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHHwftnuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/wdhVSgjHiuA/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427971280746684130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHHwftnuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/wdhVSgjHiuA/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fessional. He's in his little dumbo seat that he &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QKFuevUKI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Nyn9hwFt7M0/s1600-h/IMG_2190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427974544380874914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QKFuevUKI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Nyn9hwFt7M0/s320/IMG_2190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has already outgrown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHgUiGdTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Nt9U7pcQq8s/s1600-h/IMG_2177.a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427971702737237298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHgUiGdTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Nt9U7pcQq8s/s320/IMG_2177.a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHIFRrvwI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eWfA_VL0t3s/s1600-h/IMG_2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427971286324985602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHIFRrvwI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eWfA_VL0t3s/s320/IMG_2173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHgK54H5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QjB6esyKEiQ/s1600-h/IMG_2176.a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427971700152606610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHgK54H5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QjB6esyKEiQ/s320/IMG_2176.a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Macoy at 3 months old. He is full of smiles and just found out he is very ticklish the first time he laughed was when I was tickling his belly. He couldn't stop laughing and it was contagious, Aiden started to laugh and then Mason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's still not the best sleeper in fact none of my kids were. He thinks he is starving at 3 am it's funny my pediatrician in a nice way said he was healthy enough that he should be sleeping 10 to 12 hours through the night meaning he is getting fat and you shouldn't be feeding him when he wakes up in at night. HaHa whatever!!!! when he is eating his hand and won't stop crying sorry i'm nursing him back to sleep...i know i know a bad habit but at least he goes right back to sleep and I don't have to listen to him cry for 30 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is the happiest baby ever!!!! He rarely cries and is just so content watching his big brothers play or fight whatever the hour is and he loves &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QKE0aCcwI/AAAAAAAAA4g/F0QCEb3__wI/s1600-h/IMG_2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427974528791900930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QKE0aCcwI/AAAAAAAAA4g/F0QCEb3__wI/s320/IMG_2185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watching TV a bad habit from his daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He loves sleeping by someone it doesn't matter who he just loves the comfort and Aiden loves going to sleep right by him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2754465871047564714?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2754465871047564714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2754465871047564714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2754465871047564714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2754465871047564714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-apparently-kiddie-kandids-closed.html' title='Macoy at 3months'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S1QHHwftnuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/wdhVSgjHiuA/s72-c/IMG_2171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-8620658427166108715</id><published>2010-01-14T06:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:07:28.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>09 in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x6G1ko3I/AAAAAAAAA3w/m8-92pzrrgM/s1600-h/12-15-09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;I thought I would write about and post pictures from 2009 before I make a goal to write more in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x5e8Q4WI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LOdgWJtMmUM/s1600-h/12-15-09+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426610939632869730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x5e8Q4WI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LOdgWJtMmUM/s320/12-15-09+215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Aiden teaching Macoy how to walk....just a little to early Aid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x5OiRCTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/-RA1sVRXZIQ/s1600-h/12-15-09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426610935228860722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x5OiRCTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/-RA1sVRXZIQ/s320/12-15-09+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          Sweet Macoy  first time going out of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x49Mu-II/AAAAAAAAA3Y/5LYkPM7_Kxc/s1600-h/12-15-09+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426610930575145090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x49Mu-II/AAAAAAAAA3Y/5LYkPM7_Kxc/s320/12-15-09+257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Halloween...Aiden was so proud of his lego star wars costume. Mason as buster the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08uW0qsNOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/I8dOBzM7Xjs/s1600-h/SSPX0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426607045634438370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08uW0qsNOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/I8dOBzM7Xjs/s320/SSPX0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             Mason learning how to ride his back shortly after he takes the training wheels off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08uWkujfWI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NXZp8EQalTw/s1600-h/10-13-09+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426607041355677026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08uWkujfWI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NXZp8EQalTw/s320/10-13-09+251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new precious baby boy....Aiden took this picture...Macoy just 2 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08tHFF5ZxI/AAAAAAAAA3A/1d-ObqH9yIA/s1600-h/12-15-09+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426605675653981970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08tHFF5ZxI/AAAAAAAAA3A/1d-ObqH9yIA/s320/12-15-09+194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Our famous pouty face.....I love this face!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08tGzJQCZI/AAAAAAAAA24/gW2CybeRvM4/s1600-h/12-15-09+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426605670836210066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08tGzJQCZI/AAAAAAAAA24/gW2CybeRvM4/s320/12-15-09+189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Mason showing mommy his scooter tricks. He loves his scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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_5426605000467391890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08sfx03pZI/AAAAAAAAA2w/-PbVO5WAWMM/s320/12-15-09+406.jpg" /&gt; The boys ending there first soccer season. They loved there little soccer man trophies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426604985207911762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08se4-udVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D2c-LY-J0Fo/s320/10-13-09+413.jpg" /&gt;                                                        Mommy's little blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426604978108711570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08seeiJQpI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/pw86u8fZ7dk/s320/10-13-09+036.jpg" /&gt;                                                               Mason holding Macoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I want to go back and summarize my year of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;It was probably the most eventful, happiest, saddest, hardest and thankful year we have had for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To name a few things I got pregnant with our third bundle of Joy.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately Micah got laid off from his previous job. It was good and bad. Good because I was too sick to take care of my boys and it was nice for him to be home. Bad because now it's penny pitching time. When I started feeling better Jetblue finally called me after a year and I was hired and went into training for 6 weeks straight so I have to say it was great timing, money wise and insurance and Micah was able to watch the kids while I was in training. I am thankful to say he finally got a job after 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my sweet uncle Danny passed away. He was the riverton worker who died in the manhole. I still can't believe hes gone. He was such a wonderful man to everyone around him I believe there was a reason to his short time here on earth. Heavenly Father needed him. I miss him but I have to say I don't miss his wet willies...yuck!!! He was the biggest teaser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun days this year we became closer as a family I have to say micah not having work brought our family closer he was always working long hours and never had much time for family he made up those long hours and spent his time off playing with the boys and we had the best time going to our little beach by house for picnics almost every other day. It was our vacation we could pretend we were at California but then the kids would say ...we didn't go on the airplane. We made that up to them when we finally got to use my jetblue benefits and go to SanDiego for a couple of days. The boys had a blast. They caught the biggest clams I have ever seen. We brought them home packed in there sand bucket in our suitcase still alive when we returned home but not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Mason started Preschool ...and like Aiden he didn't like it either the second day he ran back into the house and locked the door on me because he didn't want to go. Now I can't say he loves going because he still wines about it but he doesnt put up a fight. He will sometimes go to his calendar and ask me what he is making in school that day. It helps that his teacher is in our ward so he gets to know her a little bit better each week. Her daughter when off track just malls him to death. He gets a little more special treatment when her daughter is home.&lt;br /&gt;He is getting so big I don't want him to grow up. I still want him to be our little macy. He is so funny and says the funniest things. He loves to sing and dance. His favorite song right now is Grandma got ranover by a reindeer!!! and we have to sing it by using everyones name in the family instead of "grandma" it would be daddy. He is the master at building puzzles. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426598595104724338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08mq7_Z1XI/AAAAAAAAA2I/hZFOg49WkwQ/s320/SSPX0190.jpg" /&gt; Aiden's first day of kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426598581628165874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08mqJyV3vI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_17YPYvyeUk/s320/SSPX0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden started Kindergarten this year at Providence Hall. He was so excited the first day and then after that it took him about three months to not put up a fight to go. He didn't like it because you had to learn and couldn't play the whole time. ha ha!! His best friend Parker is in there and loves seeing him. His teacher called him the social butterfly because he chats to everyone during carpet time and doesn't pay attention to the teacher. He is getting better now. I had to sit and talk to him about it. He is good at writing and drawing, but still doesn't like to read he would rather play legos which he amazes me ....he got a few sets that were for ages 8-12 and put together in one day it was a big pirate ship I couldn't believe it. He loves building and creating his own little lego master pieces. But we do need to spend more time reading though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys played Soccer for the first time this year it wasn't until the last game until Aiden got confident on kicking the ball he did really good and then it was over. Mason just ran with the kids didn't have a clue on what was going on he just loved to run. He he. Also this was Masons first year playing t-ball. He was the smallest one on his team all you could see is his little feet running because his shirt was too long and the helmet was too big. He did pretty good though at hitting the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the year....we had a third little boy...Macoy. I'm not sure when his exact due date was I just new he was going to come the end of Sept or the first week of October and he did. My doctor induced me on October 2nd but when Iwent in I was having contractions so I probably would of had him that day either way. It was a smooth labor all except the time when I almost passed out I guess I turned all clammy and pail and the nurse rushed in and gave me some oxygen and it was all good. I went in at 8:00 and had him 2:45 actually micah left at 1:00 for an errand because I wasn't doing much progress and then I quickly called him back because I went from a 6 to a 9 in a half an hour. That was a close one. He was born 7.6 and 191/2 long. Beautiful boy he looked like both Aiden and Mason he was a perfect mix of the two. He was healthy although his blood sugar was way low they took him in the nursery for the first few days to feed him. After that it was good to bring him home where the kids just loved him to death. Aiden would hold him for hours and hours and Mason would want to hold him but then seconds later give him back. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426604972685165986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08seKVEhaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/40bSOEyj35A/s320/10-13-09+422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up our year in a nutshell. We also got called to be Missionary Leaders which is nice because we do it as a couple but it's a trial for me I'm not the type to just go and invite neighbors who are inactives or not a member about the gospel. With prayer and guidance Heavenly Father finds the way for me to make friends with them. I have to say it's been my hardest calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for the New Year, I just hate getting older!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-8620658427166108715?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8620658427166108715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=8620658427166108715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8620658427166108715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8620658427166108715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/past-2009.html' title='09 in a nutshell'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/S08x5e8Q4WI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LOdgWJtMmUM/s72-c/12-15-09+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1298576814179865058</id><published>2009-09-21T18:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:51:45.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there</title><content type='html'>Wow it's been awhile since Ive posted....my computer is full and I can't download any pictures so its no fun to just write without posting pictures. Anyway...I went to the doc today....Hoping he would say okay lets induce you on wednesday, it was all hope. Instead I got a lecture to not stand on barstools while washing windows cuz i fell and scarred up my leg pretty bad.  At first he thought I had a bad experience at shaving my legs. ha ha. Anyhoo he said he can't induce until next thursday because he will be out of town for a week.....UGH a week and a half seems way to long I am so ready to have this baby and so are the boys Mason still says everyday when is baby brother coming. He says he is ready to brush his teef, rock him to sweep and even change his poopies....its funny because Aiden and Mason are fighting over who's going to change the diapers. I'm excited less baby changing for me woohoo!. So the count down is on for Oct 1st I guess its time to finally decide on a name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1298576814179865058?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1298576814179865058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1298576814179865058' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1298576814179865058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1298576814179865058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/almost-there.html' title='Almost there'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4747137786956927385</id><published>2009-07-16T20:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:23:09.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawn Mower takes over!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We were outside today pulling some weeds. And the neighbor kid was mowing his lawn and Aiden said can I mow our lawn. I said ya so he went and got the lawn mower and I started it for him and put it on the lowest gear there was.  Our lawn mower just wips you around if you are on the highest speed.  So Aiden started to mow it and he was doing really good and turned the corner and the next thing I saw was Aiden on the ground being dragged by the lawn mower. I am laughing right now writing this but it scared him to death.  He was headed into our window well. Unfortunately I forgot to tell him how to slow down when you turn a corner and the most important part is how to stop the lawn mower he was still pushing on the bar.  I ran for him and was yelling for him to let go by the time I pulled him away from the lawn mower he was only inches away from the lawnmower taking him down into the window well and some of my flowers were mowed over.  Poor little kid after I pulled him away from the beast of a lawn mower he started to cry and was shaking.  But now seeing it in my head it was kind of funny I wish I could do a reinactment to take a picture. Hopefully that wont scar him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason moment.....&lt;br /&gt;I have to write this down before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;The other night mason was just laying on the couch watching some toons.  He sat up and said mommy where was I buried before I was born. At first I didn't understand him he had to repeat himself a few times then I finally figured it out and then he said mommy where were you buried before you were born. &lt;br /&gt;(In English) he meant where were we before we were born.  I told him we were in heaven with Heavenly Father he is still trying to understand that we were there before we were born and we go there after we die.  Hes only 3 for him to just randomly think about that makes me so curious of what is constantly going on in his little head.  He asks the most random questions just like Aiden did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other milestones I need to journal.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden  now can read 5 out of his BOB books all by himself his goal is to read all 18 before kindergarten and his reward is a new lego set.  Yes legos motivate that kid He loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally learned how to tie his shoes so now all he likes to wear are his shoes with laces. He can tie a double knot. He is so proud of that too and shows everyone that he knows how to tie his own laces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason has mastered his scooter, him and Aiden saved up for months to buy new scooters. They finally earned enough money to buy them.  It took Mason a few weeks, now he thinks he can jump off curbs and do bunny hops on his scooter.....I have to say that kid goes so fast down those hills.  So far he has only got 8 owies on his knees.  I'm sure there is more to come and every time he just comes in gets it cleaned up and is back on his scooter. He thinks he is one of the big boys now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I am now 30 weeks and only 10 weeks to go....and I am so ready, not so much the baby yet but for my bodies sake.....its to the point where you cant bend down and walking up and down the stairs I feel like im going to pass out. I guess thats a sign that I am out of shape.&lt;br /&gt; And Every day Mason asks when is baby brother coming out to play. He is so excited and hopefully he stays excited when the new baby comescomes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4747137786956927385?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4747137786956927385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4747137786956927385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4747137786956927385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4747137786956927385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/lawn-mower-takes-over.html' title='Lawn Mower takes over!!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5079055326244018628</id><published>2009-07-04T17:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:28:42.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few weeks</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I miss the rain....this morning was perfect weather to be outside and playing and now its scorching hot. Wouldn 't the days be perfect if it rained throughout the day just to cool you off. I loved it when it was overcasted maybe because i'm pregnant so the heat is just so draining to me right now. Although I don't miss my kids coming in wet everyday from jumping on the tramp after it just downed poured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first 4th of July that we have not had anything planned ....it's weird being home and not having anything to go to ....my side of the family always has our reunion during the 4th but this year apparently there isn't one. We are just hanging out playing outside. Later we will go to the fireworks but I have to say it has been quite a peaceful and nice day today. The last few weeks we have been busy with activities its been quite eventful so it's nice to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks....&lt;br /&gt;We rode the tram up to snowbird....my boys loved it, there favorite part was playing in the snow once we reached the top and feeding the little squirrel popcorn.( although you weren't suppposed to feed them) it kept them entertained. And there was this crazy skier who skied down the mountain. I'm not sure what he did once the snow melted half way down. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761789409639810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_vegqYvYI/AAAAAAAAA14/LzW7Ke7SrVo/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761780825184242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_veArsV_I/AAAAAAAAA1w/lAtvUT5aTwY/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761747408386930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_vcEMge3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/RJ0cNqN2dw8/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761763602493090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_vdAhe7qI/AAAAAAAAA1o/MuATyB7ViJk/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761740543672146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_vbqn1P1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/GWSIImn5e_I/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5079055326244018628?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5079055326244018628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5079055326244018628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5079055326244018628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5079055326244018628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-few-weeks.html' title='The last few weeks'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/Sk_vegqYvYI/AAAAAAAAA14/LzW7Ke7SrVo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-76566349798262137</id><published>2009-06-19T21:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:22:51.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff to journal about</title><content type='html'>Since I use my blog more for journaling than any other reason.......I have to take the time to write down a few things that Aiden and Mason have said....so then I can go back and put it there books.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden....."Mom and Dad what does Heavenly Father do all day" &lt;br /&gt;Dad....." answers everyones prayers"&lt;br /&gt;Aiden...."thats it well then when does he sleep?  &lt;br /&gt;Dad...."He doesnt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason...."Dad I'm going to drink you!"   cuz your chocolate milk"&lt;br /&gt;Mom....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason...Eating a bowl of chocolate icecream...looks like poop  "mmmm this is delicious poop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now just right this second..Mason....."mom your poop in a bum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously this kid is infacturated with the word poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new word is "actually"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom...."Mason what do you want to eat"&lt;br /&gt;Mason ..."uhm cereal no actually toast no actually yogurt no actually poop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story&lt;br /&gt;I remember seeing on Aidens calendar for the month of May that he was making a mothers day gift in school.  Well days went by and I don't remember him bringing anything home I always check his backpack....well after mothers day I asked Aide did you make anything...he said Nope! A month went by and I was cleaning his room and under his bed I found this big pink envelope that said "TO MOM ...LOVE AIDEN"  inside it was a big heart with his hand prints on it.  I asked him whats this and he said my teacher told me to put it under my bed and then I said did she tell you when to give it to me and he said No. Ha ha.....he was really sneaky because I never saw it when I picked him up.  It was so cute too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-76566349798262137?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/76566349798262137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=76566349798262137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/76566349798262137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/76566349798262137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuff-to-journal-about.html' title='Stuff to journal about'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5476402927822449465</id><published>2009-06-10T08:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:35:37.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AIDENS PRESCHOOL GRADUATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4iJvWymI/AAAAAAAAA1I/9J0TGIBnX7E/s1600-h/294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820079488518754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4iJvWymI/AAAAAAAAA1I/9J0TGIBnX7E/s320/294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&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_5346820072633554946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4hwNAWAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lw-cTtfDAQ4/s320/291.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh is he really that old already......I can't believe his preschool years are over . He is so ready for kindergarten and can't wait. He had a blast this year in his class he absolutely adored his teacher. She was so good with them. He loved all the art work they did every day .....for a preschool class they did some amazing artwork so creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820070948991218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4hp7X8PI/AAAAAAAAA04/YwzNBwLrjTY/s320/287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his preschool program the other day which of course was a singing program and for Aiden its not his favorite thing....he likes singing he just doesn't like doing the hand motions and he hates being in front of a crowd so for every program so this year by the end of the program all you can see is his feet because they sit on this long table and he scoots back so people can't see him. It is hilarious and then the teacher taps on his foot to nudge him to scoot forward and then all the parents grin and smile and look at us. He was so excited to graduate and worked hard he had a goal to read these books the teacher passed out every week and he passed them all off.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820067024852498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4hbTyVhI/AAAAAAAAA0w/fuI1I6ejk3I/s320/266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820057795336674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4g47TGeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/UQ_xt0TnI3Y/s320/263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           He is starting to scoot his little bum back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5476402927822449465?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5476402927822449465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5476402927822449465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5476402927822449465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5476402927822449465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/aidens-preschool-graduation.html' title='AIDENS PRESCHOOL GRADUATION'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjO4iJvWymI/AAAAAAAAA1I/9J0TGIBnX7E/s72-c/294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6676488389684403438</id><published>2009-06-06T07:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:17:59.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AIR SHOW</title><content type='html'>&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_5346813655183174786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOysNVmrII/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Tz3yVm6w_Vo/s320/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346813658117797874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOysYRRd_I/AAAAAAAAA0g/00PzX3pVJdg/s320/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyrtv1zMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/d0q4wT4xzlU/s1600-h/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346813646703283394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyrtv1zMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/d0q4wT4xzlU/s320/214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               There favorite plane because it was Orange. Aidens favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyreZsY9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/04YtiVTH3Fc/s1600-h/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346813642583860178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyreZsY9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/04YtiVTH3Fc/s320/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Aidens favorite part, this is the plane that feeds gas to other airplanes in the air so he got to go inside the nose of the plane to see where it opens up to give gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyrMpcCyI/AAAAAAAAA0A/XATt2vE00S0/s1600-h/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346813637818059554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOyrMpcCyI/AAAAAAAAA0A/XATt2vE00S0/s320/203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwgvUjCEI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qRIBmH5QAMI/s1600-h/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811259123861570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwgvUjCEI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qRIBmH5QAMI/s320/247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811247316999682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwgDVkngI/AAAAAAAAAzo/l-cBdzpRe9Y/s320/229.JPG" /&gt;I had Mason stand next to this monster truck tire to compare in size and the funny part is after taking his picture he walked over to this truck which was just a normal truck and stood by this tire (picture down below) and said cheez!!!!  Ha ha I guess he thought i just wanted to take pictures of all the tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811254202173458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwgc_ICBI/AAAAAAAAAzw/h4qnfHyi17Y/s320/231.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been to an air show before so I didn't quite know what to expect but now I do first of all 1. bring chairs or a blanket to sit on the pavement isn't the most comfy place to sit for a long time. 2. Bring your own lunch - standing in line at the chinese booth for 45 minutes is not fun with crying kids that are starving and fighting over a churro because we only had enough cash for one to share. 3. sunglasses - my head was pounding at the end of the day it was so bright and the pavement made it ten times worse from the reflection of the sun. 4. Earplugs -- because 2 dollars a piece is insane for those little ear pluggers so bring your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the stuff that we didn't prepare for it was Fun the kids loved it and they could not get enough of touring every helicopter and plane they had ....seriously we had to go through everyone. They were amazing I couldn 't believe how big some of these planes were it just amazes me how they even get off the ground.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811244029426658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwf3FwO-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/aslDFCq8fvA/s320/243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811240688939682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOwfqpUcqI/AAAAAAAAAzY/3BC9KQyD2To/s320/239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6676488389684403438?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6676488389684403438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6676488389684403438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6676488389684403438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6676488389684403438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/air-show.html' title='AIR SHOW'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SjOysNVmrII/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Tz3yVm6w_Vo/s72-c/201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2244270737214256353</id><published>2009-06-01T19:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:34:01.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The new generation</title><content type='html'>Today my little Mason discovered something else that shows movies on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny....we were at grandma and grandpa magleby and Mason went downstairs and soon came up with the movie Free Willey which he hasn't seen he liked the picture of the whale so he came over to Micah and opened up the case and just stared at it with this weird expression and then looked up and said "Is this a movie?" sort of in disbelief.  My Mason has never seen a video before he thought it was the weirdest thing I just had to laugh.  Are we that old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then earlier today we were cleaning some cubbards and Aiden found this odd looking camera.....he said where do I see the picture and Micah said through the little hole he said No where do I see the picture and Micah said again through this little hole. He said No DAD where do I see the picture after I take it. Oh micah said that doesn't have a screen with the picture. Haha....technology has come along way in just a  few short years.   Seriously I felt so ancient that my son didn't know what a  camera used to look like or the fact that my other son had never seen a video before.   Soon we will say what ever happened to those dvds ....i hope sooner than later because they are  so  not practical with little kids around, half of our movie collection we can't watch anymore because they are all scratched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2244270737214256353?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2244270737214256353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2244270737214256353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2244270737214256353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2244270737214256353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-generation.html' title='The new generation'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6525065772602571654</id><published>2009-05-26T22:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:41:41.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>prego vs not prego</title><content type='html'>Okay so is it true or false.....do most pregnant moms have episodes where they just loose it and just start crying or getting mad over something really stupid?  I honestly say that I am blaming it on being pregnant.  Seriously I just had a jerry springer episode. I feel kind of bad but not really the sad part is I know I owe  someone an appology  but I'm pregnant and do I really have to say I'm sorry for my actions while being prego ...I mean isn't there something that says always say your sorry when you hurt someone except when you are prego because you can not control your actions or emotions. I think there is if not there should be. I for one am especially more sensitive and emotional than usual.   I really think spouses need to take a 101 course" what to expect from a pregnant wife and how to treat her when she gets all bent out of shape" NOTE...argueing back is not the answer!!!! trust me the prego mom turns into prego monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I'm posting this but I guess I have to say I'm a little bit sorry and I also needed to define why I acted this way and hopefully to know that I'm not the only one who is crazy when prego!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6525065772602571654?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6525065772602571654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6525065772602571654' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6525065772602571654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6525065772602571654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/prego-vs-not-prego.html' title='prego vs not prego'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2961087147138466367</id><published>2009-05-22T08:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:42:44.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo, today I graduated from jetblue university....which means I start my shift and then in three more weeks I can work from home...no more driving!!!! I will miss my class I was one of 6 out of 30 that didn't speak spanish. The plus of being in a spanish class is they are the friendliess people ever!!!!!! They know how to cook which made me look dumb during lunch here I pull out my smart one from the fridge and they bring out there empanadas and rice and asparagus ...seriously I was so jealous. OH crap they just turned on some techno and ...no please no...yep they are making us dance to get our diploma...I have no rythm whats so ever.....yep I just made a full out of myself my face is temporarily red right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2961087147138466367?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2961087147138466367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2961087147138466367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2961087147138466367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2961087147138466367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-8751549501754823165</id><published>2009-05-18T21:17:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:01:17.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mason!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377317566741362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIsZEXK-3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/nOX3pqCNJJE/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 3 months old&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShItCgURd_I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Gg-NC9wzQtQ/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337378029445412850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShItCgURd_I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Gg-NC9wzQtQ/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIstlA-fDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/f3kY-beEKK8/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377669929401394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIstlA-fDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/f3kY-beEKK8/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377805299316226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIs1dTrdgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/T7u8AsU8lIw/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIsj0fASWI/AAAAAAAAAy4/57Oi_CV2Mgc/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377502283188578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIsj0fASWI/AAAAAAAAAy4/57Oi_CV2Mgc/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 1/2 yrs &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can not believe my baby is three.....seriously I thought Aiden grew up fast but Mason just snuck by. Crazy!!! He is such a little joy to be around he loves to be the goof ball of the family probably because he likes to make people laugh and then when he does he gets really shy and embarrased. He is one of those kids that are really shy and intimid by others but once you get to know him thats when the teasing begins he loves to tease and thinks its hilarous when people try to tickle him ....what kid likes to be tickled and to be chased? uhm only mason. He loves to make up games and play games he loves to play his hungry hungry hippo and always beats mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favorite things to do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzles... again and again and again and then redo it again. Yes mom can put his puzzles together in less than one minute now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to ride his scooter that was his favorite thing to do until a few weeks ago when he finally learned how to pedal on his own and now he loves to ride his thomas bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also alternates his scooter, and bike with his mcqueen powerwheels which he will go for hours on that thing. The things we buy our kids to keep them entertained is priceless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately he loves to play with his mqueen cars i think he has collected almost all of them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a love and hate for his nursery class..sunday morning he notices that the day is a little bit different has a suspicion that its church day he will ask and then its none stop crying "i don't want to go to church" until he gets into his class and then he is all smiles when you pick him up. His teacher says he is the only one that loves to sing. I'm not sure where he got that from but I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a good kid and truly a loveable little boy he loves to make people happy and has such a sincere and very sensitive heart you just look at him the wrong way and he will cry. So I don't have to use timeout very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves loves books and movies and loves to role play every movie.....his new one is hes Bolt and I'm Penny and dads the green eyed man and Aiden is Rhino and he acts out Bolt so good. He also loves to play Batman but only when he has his special cape on. Every day he asks us who we are going to be for today but usually I'm Penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favorite word is Poop and fart I don't know where he got those from but he over uses those two words to the point where I'm embarrased because he always says it. He says he is Mason poop Magleby and Daddy is Micah fart Magleby...yes I know our kids are so proper but they only learn from the best...there Dad!&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/8219208032551602799-8751549501754823165?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8751549501754823165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=8751549501754823165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8751549501754823165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8751549501754823165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mason.html' title='Happy Birthday Mason!!!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/ShIsZEXK-3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/nOX3pqCNJJE/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6917521986890823711</id><published>2009-05-04T16:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:28:41.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work!!</title><content type='html'>After a year of trying to get on with jetblue since I got hired last January and then they stopped all hiring because of gas prices I finally got on last week...woohoo!!! They called at a perfect time too. I started last week so this is my third day of full time work. I am so not used to it since I have been home with my kids for over a year.  It's sad to not spend every minute with them and I'm always wondering what they are doing but I'm only gone for 6 weeks then I get to work from home.  Hopefully it all works out since it has to be quiet during my shift. I'm excited. Micah is way excited to be able to fly for free although i'm not quite sure when that will happen since it's hard to get a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I am ready for bed and it's only 5:30 but I guess being awake at 4:30 am will do that to you.  Anyways I'm off to Masons t-ball and then hopefully off to bed...oh the sound of that sounds so relaxing I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6917521986890823711?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6917521986890823711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6917521986890823711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6917521986890823711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6917521986890823711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3467900500232485916</id><published>2009-04-30T21:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:57:16.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS A GIRL..... ITS A BOY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So this whole time I thought for sure it was going to be a girl. This one was so different from the last two. Meaning I was sicker and I couldn't eat any of the foods that I ate with my boys and my hair was a ton dryer, just little things that I thought, but then deep inside I did have that feeling that it would probably be a boy. Which it is....yep I am having another boy and excited. Although my boys really wanted a little sister. The three boys will be a blast. I wanted to post the ultra sound picture but my camera broke which would be the fourth camera that has been broken but this time I have to say that it was not me it was Micah so he can't get mad at me. He he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after four months of crapiness. I am feeling a ton better. Thank goodness!!!! Especially for my kids sake they needed there mom back. ( Hello...anybody where are you?) haha that is masons little voice calling right now from the kitchen wondering where everyone is at. I better get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3467900500232485916?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3467900500232485916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3467900500232485916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3467900500232485916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3467900500232485916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-girl-its-boy.html' title='ITS A GIRL..... ITS A BOY!!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1098325721815599837</id><published>2009-04-08T00:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:12:59.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New one on the way!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SdxAYRmmh-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ja3MoLqbupk/s1600-h/437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199645431433186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SdxAYRmmh-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ja3MoLqbupk/s320/437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to those who follow this blog that it hasent been updated for a while, both of us have been wickedly addicted to facebook it seems lately and have been neglecting the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest and greatest news is that sping I think is finaly here!! And with spring brings new life, well the anoucement of life anyway. We are expecting another addition to our family the end of Sep. sometime, and all of us are very exited. Aiden came up to me and said" You are going to be the boss of me, and I am the boss of Mason, and Mason is going to be the boss of the baby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1098325721815599837?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1098325721815599837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1098325721815599837' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1098325721815599837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1098325721815599837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-one-on-way.html' title='New one on the way!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SdxAYRmmh-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ja3MoLqbupk/s72-c/437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4978115727297145587</id><published>2009-02-01T13:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:04:41.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So thats why.....</title><content type='html'>Aiden wont sleep in his bed....&lt;br /&gt;I got the boys bunk beds from ikea a year ago and Aiden still won't sleep all night in his own bed. I finally found out why yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were getting ready for bed and I said Aiden go get in your bed ...usually he falls asleep in my bed since Micah is gone all week, but this time micah was home. Aiden said no I want to go to your bed. I said well daddy will come sleep with you until you fall asleep then he said NO the bed will fall on Mason and I said no it won't and then he continued to say yes it will, YOU said stuff from Ikea always breaks. I had to think about it for a second and yep I did say that like a year ago ( I said that so long ago when our TV stand broke and a dresser from Ikea broke too.) I just can't believe he remembered. I had to reinsure him that it won't break because its not made out of wood. So hopefully it won't break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden learns another meaning for FROZEN.....The other night his wii wouldn't work and I said it froze. So he calls micah because dad can fix everything and after he hung up Aiden said it's so warm in here though and it took me a second and then I just started laughing. I had to tell him that when the screen doesn't move that we say that the screen froze maybe I should use another word for that. It was so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4978115727297145587?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4978115727297145587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4978115727297145587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4978115727297145587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4978115727297145587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/fyouinally-i-know-why.html' title='So thats why.....'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-497651629165154454</id><published>2009-02-01T13:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:45:17.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>January has come to an end....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's already February....usually January drags on forever for me and this time it went speedy fast. Which is good ...spring is getting closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;January is the most depressing month of all months just because its always so cold it hasn't been that bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a few things we have done to keep us sane for the cold months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom took us bowling which is fun but seriously with 4 little kids it was no fast game we were there forever. Aiden is the know it all which is good he keeps track of the rest of the kids and tells them when its there turn He actually won all of us including me. (sigh) Someone said to me that I should of put the bumpers up, the sad thing is they were. My skills of bowling have disappeared. Aiden tried to be a pro and do what his dad does by spinning the ball and he totally biffed it poor little guy ...that left a bruise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHLp2cpRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/nPus2KkiLtA/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297929908442146066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHLp2cpRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/nPus2KkiLtA/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMKWKk5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/nDVeNp1xs2E/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297929917165114258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMKWKk5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/nDVeNp1xs2E/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMaT2PoI/AAAAAAAAAx0/PFzjj-gCNsM/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297929921450360450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMaT2PoI/AAAAAAAAAx0/PFzjj-gCNsM/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff this last week.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day was the funniest day. Mason who now is a pro at going poop by himself he also thinks he's big enough to wipe himself too so when I asked him if he was done he said yep and I wiped mom. Well he used the whole toilet paper which was now clogged in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the next day he said he needed to go so I said okay go ahead a few minutes later he was crying for help. I ran in there and his little feet were just dangling out of the toilet.....he never put the lid down and he was holding on with his little hands as long as he could to go and then his arms gave up and he fell in the toilet...( he was pretty strong to last that long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He learned a lesson that day to put the toilet seat down before sitting on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after he stopped crying he said "mom was that funny" haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day he also created the perfect butterfly with no help with his legos he did pretty good I thought for a two year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHM23lIjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fbEea05rvrQ/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297929929116426802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHM23lIjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fbEea05rvrQ/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMiV6MpI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Zw9lBaJMXCM/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297929923606491794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHMiV6MpI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Zw9lBaJMXCM/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Aiden wanted to build something cool too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYI9Mga6PI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Rt0FUnH_FOM/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297931859070216434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYI9Mga6PI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Rt0FUnH_FOM/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHM23lIjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fbEea05rvrQ/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHM23lIjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fbEea05rvrQ/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHM23lIjI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fbEea05rvrQ/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-497651629165154454?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/497651629165154454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=497651629165154454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/497651629165154454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/497651629165154454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/january-has-come-to-end.html' title='January has come to an end....'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SYYHLp2cpRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/nPus2KkiLtA/s72-c/074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7693901439988099</id><published>2009-01-18T08:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:31:52.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute moments</title><content type='html'>After Mason got all of his hair cut off the next morning. He said " mom, I want to go to Tom's and get my hair back. " and I said "bud you can't its all gone." He said, "no it's at Tom's I want to get my hair an Aidens an Daddy's hair."  It was so cute. I think finally he realizes he's not getting it back ...well for  now he's not.    And Aiden loves his hair cut ....because he doesn't have to comb it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7693901439988099?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7693901439988099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7693901439988099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7693901439988099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7693901439988099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-moments.html' title='Cute moments'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6578159723726797409</id><published>2009-01-12T22:56:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:06:13.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommy's hair shaving party!!!!</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had Tommy's hair shaving party whom was diagnosed with luekemia 5 weeks ago since his little hair will be falling out soon from the medication. We all got to join in and shave all the boysies hair just like little Tommy. I think that we set the record for the most boys getting there hair shaved at the same time. It was fun , Aiden enjoyed shaving Ali's and Dads hair and a little bit of Masons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyeFYo3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/kucgVhyfGA4/s1600-h/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290777477603877794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyeFYo3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/kucgVhyfGA4/s320/198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyeGKDeINI/AAAAAAAAAws/2R5j90hxnfQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290777490868805842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyeGKDeINI/AAAAAAAAAws/2R5j90hxnfQ/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden and Tommy right before he got sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290655711887844034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWwvVr_3YsI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Zx4ZAbrn8ew/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommy getting his hair shaved. He did so good even though he was soooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290655718145320642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWwvWDTw5sI/AAAAAAAAAvM/f4d0I95zbdA/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290655723695696514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWwvWX_E6oI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fsMHtbntu40/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden shaving daddy's hair and now Ali's hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290768500796088434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyV63bG4HI/AAAAAAAAAvc/A9E37FibdiU/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mason getting his hair shaved he did really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290768513815889426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyV7n7RRhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/hCM-reIeZcw/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mason wanted to shave Ali's hair too. Poor Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyV7Q12xbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/udS-uWVfVoM/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290768507619165618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyV7Q12xbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/udS-uWVfVoM/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My baldy boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290774310907115906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWybNDxheYI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ipNhFSzQLRM/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The group of boys that supported Tommy by shaving there hair with him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290774318581895234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWybNgXVUEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ro2GnRBUzSE/s320/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't have a party without the fireworks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tommy asked to have fireworks. hehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290774306065863122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWybMxvR0dI/AAAAAAAAAwM/u05w9kILtLc/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290774297148853986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWybMQhTDuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/HNBJCnBieDA/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read more about little Tommy's progress go to prayfortommy.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6578159723726797409?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6578159723726797409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6578159723726797409' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6578159723726797409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6578159723726797409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/tommys-hair-shaving-party.html' title='Tommy&apos;s hair shaving party!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWyeFYo3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/kucgVhyfGA4/s72-c/198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-364633239156817721</id><published>2009-01-09T12:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:48:50.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRsFZCTI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zlpze7_PUh8/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381309214951730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRsFZCTI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zlpze7_PUh8/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRRPkmzI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jdfjFuZwNRc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381302009895730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRRPkmzI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jdfjFuZwNRc/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time this year sledding our favorite thing to do in the winter. It was a perfect day to go. Sun was out and it wasn't too cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeojgu9WjI/AAAAAAAAAus/8rP63INsgCs/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381615405718066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeojgu9WjI/AAAAAAAAAus/8rP63INsgCs/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Masons favorite thing was eating the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRy3Qs1I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zQ1g5pGFArg/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381311034733394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRy3Qs1I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zQ1g5pGFArg/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden loves it,him and Mason were racing each other until Aiden crashed and Mason's sled ran over Aidens head then racing wasn't much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRIxm8UI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZBd_3FrjZ9E/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381299736736066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRIxm8UI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZBd_3FrjZ9E/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoiwHKQlI/AAAAAAAAAuk/FG4tKROpSTM/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381602353889874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoiwHKQlI/AAAAAAAAAuk/FG4tKROpSTM/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They went off little jumps that were made I sent Mason down and he went off a jump accidently but he loved it. The next time I pushed him down he started crying at the bottom of the hill i thought he got hurt but then he started crying I wanted the jump. Haha. Apparently he loves going off the jump.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRJsNB5I/AAAAAAAAAt8/OBoWHFr2IY0/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289381299982501778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRJsNB5I/AAAAAAAAAt8/OBoWHFr2IY0/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-364633239156817721?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/364633239156817721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=364633239156817721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/364633239156817721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/364633239156817721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the snow'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SWeoRsFZCTI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zlpze7_PUh8/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1109746541937621633</id><published>2009-01-02T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:25:21.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold, wind, snow = cookies</title><content type='html'>One of our favorite things to do when its flippin cold outside is bake. The boys love to help mom cook, but mostly they like to eat while baking and Mason just likes to make a mess. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsTb2guI/AAAAAAAAAsk/k1PNlJwdYRw/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287160752966632162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsTb2guI/AAAAAAAAAsk/k1PNlJwdYRw/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So today we opened up there baking set that santa got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287160750381987634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mason did pretty good cutting the cookies out. while Aiden was busy eating the dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsxSbIiI/AAAAAAAAAss/4KqwspgLBlo/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287160760980152866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsxSbIiI/AAAAAAAAAss/4KqwspgLBlo/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtDGLMfI/AAAAAAAAAs8/tXfLUxo3OqA/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287160765760614898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtDGLMfI/AAAAAAAAAs8/tXfLUxo3OqA/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtMqR8nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wZnlYw3P3mg/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287160768327971442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtMqR8nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wZnlYw3P3mg/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsJzn9zI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DcxO-e74qdU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ready to be put in the oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_KcfHEitI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GNqBL8l36I0/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287167078292556498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_KcfHEitI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GNqBL8l36I0/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtMqR8nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wZnlYw3P3mg/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EtMqR8nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wZnlYw3P3mg/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final product and of course we had to make orange frosting for Aiden. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_KcyYPeUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VPXNBw_TIqM/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287167083464849730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_KcyYPeUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VPXNBw_TIqM/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;Sweet Aiden started washing the dishes all on his own and he did all of them by himself. He was so funny today....He said mom for now on I will be nice to Mason, clean my room and do the dishes every day. (WOW!) I should of had that on tape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now time for goofing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_V3reibaI/AAAAAAAAAt0/FBYEdfXjETE/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287179640096583074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_V3reibaI/AAAAAAAAAt0/FBYEdfXjETE/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_V3f9G3eI/AAAAAAAAAts/uzELkpW9_rQ/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287179637003574754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_V3f9G3eI/AAAAAAAAAts/uzELkpW9_rQ/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_V3f9G3eI/AAAAAAAAAts/uzELkpW9_rQ/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1109746541937621633?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1109746541937621633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1109746541937621633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1109746541937621633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1109746541937621633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-wind-snow-cookies.html' title='Cold, wind, snow = cookies'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SV_EsTb2guI/AAAAAAAAAsk/k1PNlJwdYRw/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6059991821751284525</id><published>2008-12-25T20:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:19:39.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkT8bUVtAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZF6dfhcoIiE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285277566542132226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkT8bUVtAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZF6dfhcoIiE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Aidens favorite toy the grabber.....it comes in handy when picking up garbage too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkT7kM2S7I/AAAAAAAAAsM/gTc0JkluvRY/s1600-h/003+(2)a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCuPkes6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/xNFHfnpQlN0/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258631172764578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCuPkes6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/xNFHfnpQlN0/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCtjw1gPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9ZS6VrHbitc/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258619413430514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCtjw1gPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9ZS6VrHbitc/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture he was saying ya bayba....He got his cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCsi_CEvI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mo1hDLqV09U/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258602024669938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCsi_CEvI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mo1hDLqV09U/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           helping Dad undo the screws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCsGFbukI/AAAAAAAAArk/7wHnfbK6ntk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258594266888770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkCsGFbukI/AAAAAAAAArk/7wHnfbK6ntk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Aidens face in this picture....priceless!! &lt;div&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;Every year I always say this is the funnest years for my boys, but seriously they were so much fun this year. They both were very excited. Mason wanted big huge Mcqueen and all the cars to replace all the ones he lost. Aiden wanted the Hot Wheels shark, and a Monster Truck remote control. Santa was very nice this year and got them what they wanted. When they came out they saw the toys santa left for them and the first thing Aiden said was look mom Santa put my dinoco mcqueen in Masons pile. Silly Santa must have forgotten that Aiden wanted one too. OOPS!!! Santa left his big red bag with wrapped presents in it. Aiden thought that was so cool that he left his bag at our house.&lt;br /&gt;We went to my Aunts house which we do every year and exchange gifts. It was a long day but truly a memorable christmas. Mason wanted to sing his jingle bells to everyone. 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Christmas!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SVkT8bUVtAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZF6dfhcoIiE/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3873408276491675251</id><published>2008-12-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:17:38.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>What a crazy day, doing your last minute shopping, last minute wrapping cleaning the house and it doesn't help that I slipped on black ice and hurt my tail bone...that hurts so bad I have sympathy for people with bad backs. You are limited to doing very little things. This year we had christmas eve at the magleby's we do it every other year christmas day and then christmas eve and this time we had it early ......1:00 and I'm retarded and thought that it was at 2:00 but that was my side of the family time on christmas day I got them mixed up. So we were way late. But luckily we didn't miss our favorite part of our special christmas program that Grandma pam and grandpa dale do every year. I love it and truly brings the meaning of christmas to the heart. This year Aiden instead of being the shepherd he was a cute donkey which he loved and Mason instead of a wisemen this year was a cute shepherd. I will have to get the pics from my brother-in-law cory. He took some good ones of my kids. We had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Grandma kumps to have my family party and open up way to many presents that grandma gets .....seriously after grandma nancy's gifts we should tell santa claus to skip us. Finally we got the kids to bed about midnight they were too busy playing with cousins. Which is good because they slept in until about 8:00 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3873408276491675251?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3873408276491675251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3873408276491675251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3873408276491675251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3873408276491675251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-8732259968866247955</id><published>2008-12-20T19:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:55:14.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDEN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SU_fLTpa34I/AAAAAAAAArU/S6YHAXVLgJg/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282686273274437506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SU_fLTpa34I/AAAAAAAAArU/S6YHAXVLgJg/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282686282342136322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SU_fL1bU-gI/AAAAAAAAArc/sUIQQBD8ZrY/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe my little boy is 5. I remember so clearly the day we had him. Being in Labor all day while at work. Then coming home about six waiting for Micah to get home and wondering if I should go to the hospital yet the contractions were not quite four minutes apart yet. I'd rather be in my own bed in pain then in the hospital. Finally I couldn't bare it anymore so we finally went and then getting there and all the rooms were taken so they sent me to the closet which had a bed. Then finally getting the epideral after waiting for three hours because it was a busy night and I was like 8 on there list for an epideral and then the needle went up in the wrong place because the guy was so tired I don't think he was focusing so ya I screamed it hurt so bad. He finally got it right and all was well, went to sleep all night then they woke me up, broke my water and half an hour later my beautiful baby boy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am not going to be so modest but he was so beautiful I could not keep my eyes off him. I could just stare at him for hours just looking at every beautiful feature he had. His skin, his eyes, his little flintstone feet like his daddy, His long eyelashes, his beautiful lips. He was my perfect christmas gift from above. He was supposed to be born on christmas day I'm glad he came early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so full of imagination and very observant he notices everything. He has the best memory he can remember things from three years ago. I seriously have to think hard about what he his talking about then I finally remember. He loves to see how things work and loves to ask tons of questions. Most of the time I don't have the answer but I try. He loves to play with his friends and he makes friends so easy. He is a good big brother when he wants to be. Yes he can also be very stubborn just like his daddy. Not only looks like his dad but they are two peas in a pod. We call him mini micah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been so excited to turn 5 and just could not wait. Today he woke up this morning and he came out of his bedroom just very confused and just stood there looking at his feet and his hands were out in front of him staring at those too. I said are you ok and he just looks at me and said "mom I still feel 4 I haven't grown anymore" it was the funniest thing. I think magically when he woke up he would be bigger. He is such a blessing in our home I could not see my life without my Aiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;He loves riding his mustang, riding his bike and he always wears a helmet he is known in our neighborhood as helmet boy he forgets to take it off when he goes to play.&lt;br /&gt;He loves helping especially when it involves tools. He loves teasing his brother. He LOVES the color orange ever since he was 2. He loves icecream, pillsbury crescent rolls, starburst the orange ones, catching bugs and keeping them for days in a jar. He loves going to the park and HE LOVES PLAYING IN THE DIRT with his TRACTORS. He could name every tractor by the time he was three it was amazing. I guess it helps when his dad is in construction.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU AID...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-8732259968866247955?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8732259968866247955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=8732259968866247955' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8732259968866247955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8732259968866247955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-aiden.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDEN!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SU_fLTpa34I/AAAAAAAAArU/S6YHAXVLgJg/s72-c/090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7576014006464210143</id><published>2008-11-29T11:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:45:00.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!</title><content type='html'>Of course like all thanksgivings on the crump side its usually pretty chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;cooking the turkey, making the rolls, the jello salad blah blah blah....then helping my mom cook and decorate since she was hosting it this year you can say like everyone else's it was a busy morning and it didn't help that I have a Stupid head cold and It didn't help that to start off my morning I totally ran into a car ....oh I just didn't run into it I literally ran over the top of the poor little honda civic. I was backing up and couldn't see because I was in Micah's truck. The only thing it did to the truck was bent the exhaust. Yep Micah was pretty upset and of course gave me the lecture of looking behind before you back up. Thanks micah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a nice day. Aiden thought it was the coolest thing to see the inside of a turkey. And we had a wicked game of spoons. There are no rules when it comes to playing spoons in my family. We have had chairs broken, tables broken, biten hands, broken spoons, a heartattack --my grandpa had one when I was little ....you think that would end our tradition of spoons but it didn't. And Aiden and his little cousins had a good game of clue. Although I'm not sure who won but they had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7576014006464210143?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7576014006464210143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7576014006464210143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7576014006464210143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7576014006464210143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4851801524029426328</id><published>2008-11-21T12:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:03:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>This has been such a busy and ultra long few weeks. First of all Micah had to go to wyoming for a total of six days three one week and three the next over night for work.  Those were the longest days ever. Secondly somebody had a birthday.....HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICAH!!!!! I tried to do something fun but the plans were kind of ruined when he got home from work later than I thought so instead of going to a play we went to dinner with the kids and to madagascar which they loved.&lt;br /&gt;We had a trip to the uncle Todd's dentist office yesterday and Aiden did so good with his x-rays but bad news, he has a cavity which is kind of funny because on the way home he's like dad I need to go in to the stores bathroom and brush my teeth right now. He's scared that he is going to get another cavity. So hes a little paranoid right now. Which is a good thing so he will remember to brush his teeth. Mason did pretty good for his first time, they got halfway through cleaning his teeth when he shut his mouth and  wouldn't let them finish.  I guess next time they will finish the other half.&lt;br /&gt;Finally after along and exciting wait I saw "the" movie and I dragged Micah to it he was embarrased to admit that he had a ticket to the movie  but he admited he liked it which I knew he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Mason is finally potty trained and when I say finally he has always been partially potty trained since this summer he would always pee but he was terrified of pooping in the toilet, but now he's got it down...such a big boy. I'm so glad...no more poopy diapers. WOOHOO!!! &lt;br /&gt;although he has bad timing its usually when we are at tthe store and instead of an hour it turns into a 2 hour shopping because he has to go poo and he takes FOREVER!!!!but hey at least no more poopy diapers.WOOHOO!!!! oh I already said that but I will say it again WOOHOO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4851801524029426328?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4851801524029426328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4851801524029426328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4851801524029426328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4851801524029426328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2155481132987911609</id><published>2008-11-07T21:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:30:43.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149644412143970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfM0k8SWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/X4v1x29Lu44/s320/308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got my pictures downloaded. Here is my bumblebee oh excuse me my "transformer" bumblebee. Everyone kept mistaking him for a power ranger or w&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149635954752658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfMVEivJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/SpAHZlNOLM0/s320/305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;when he said bumble bee they would say are you going to sting me. He would get so annoyed. It was funny. Here is my little Franky. Micah made the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149639123753522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfMg4F2jI/AAAAAAAAAqk/p6P0quvWsbE/s320/307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidens favorite part of Halloween and always has been since he could say "happy halloween" is answering the door for our trick or treaters he thinks it is so much fun and it's nice so I don't have to get&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149626465094130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfLxuCCfI/AAAAAAAAAqU/QYzPotATaPs/s320/245.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the door every two seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year after we got done treating which lasts about 30 minutes because Aiden wants to hurry home to answer the door he sat outside our door with the bucket of candy and waited for the trick or treaters it was the funniest thing ever.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149625173571634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfLs6G-DI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GoL_NTeG0sc/s320/314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2155481132987911609?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2155481132987911609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2155481132987911609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2155481132987911609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2155481132987911609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-late.html' title='A little late...'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SRUfM0k8SWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/X4v1x29Lu44/s72-c/308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-775371454234986411</id><published>2008-11-03T09:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:08:48.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>Last night we got invited for dinner at the Thornes. I have to say it was a humbling evening.  There are some people who I hear that don't have the best relationships with there in-laws. I for one Love them with all my heart, I seriously could not live without them.  There is so much love and peace when we are together I love being around them and hearing there&lt;br /&gt; testimonies of our faith they all have such strong spirits. They truly inspire me to become a better person because of there examples.  I truly admire my mother-in-law. First for raising 6  kids by the age of 31.  I can't even imagine.  She has so much to offer and is always willing to do anything for you. She is such a worry wart but thats what I love most about her because she cares so much about everyone around her.   If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be a picture fanatic with my kids. She got me into scrapping booking.&lt;br /&gt;The same for my dear father-in-law who is the most talented dad I know. He can pretty much do anything and has done everything.  It is so crazy even though Micah is adopted I have to say they are two peas in a pod. &lt;br /&gt;Now that I am in tears. I just have to say I am truly blessed with a wonderful family on all sides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-775371454234986411?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/775371454234986411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=775371454234986411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/775371454234986411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/775371454234986411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1476018636995619820</id><published>2008-10-31T11:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:07:44.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh crap!</title><content type='html'>I probably shouldn't be using that word term but it fit perfectly in the day I had yesterday. To start off on the "crappy" day I had ..speaking of crap, yep thats what started my crazy day. Mason is learning to potty train but he will not poop in the toilet. Usually I catch him before he actually starts pooping in his underwear, but this time I didn't and unfortunately we were at target. I had to clean him in the sink of the restroom. Then we got home and I gave him a bath and sure enough five minutes later i look over and there are little poops and poop particles surrounding him. So gross!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to make dinner for a lady in my ward and of course I got a late start I didn't make it to the grocery store until after masons nap. We got to smiths and of course Mason was screaming the whole entire time because we left his mqueen cars and he has to hold them everywhere we go. Then when we were loading the car I could here this whistling sound and I looked down and there was like a five inch screw sticking out of my tire. Right then I just started to sob I sat there trying to pull the stupid screw out or in so I can drive it home but it wouldn't budge. There was no way I was driving it home sticking out like that because I already ruined the other back tire which still had our spare on...so ya I couldn't switch tires either. I went inside hoping to see someone to get me a ride home because I had to drop off dinner in 20 minutes. AHH! I spotted my cousin who would take me home and then I found my neighbor. whew! She kindly took me home. My car is still at smiths because of course micah was in wyoming and wasn't going to make it home until the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so greatful that those kind of days don't happen everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1476018636995619820?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1476018636995619820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1476018636995619820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1476018636995619820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1476018636995619820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='Uh crap!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4121630319936366272</id><published>2008-10-29T09:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:22:48.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been growing Aiden's hair out since March I saw this cute picture in the spring childrens place add. I fell in love. It has been a long and treadfull experience ....I hate the growing out process. It was starting to look like the picture and Micah the other day said I think it needs some trimming again ( he wasn't liking it) So we went to the same lady we have been going to and showing her again the same picture of the hair I love. Anyways she took my comment of my husband not liking the hair to a different level and totally chopped it before I could say "wait stop" after it was done, I was like eh I could live with it until it grows out, but that only lasted a day. I couldn't stand it ....is it me or am I totally paranoid. I treat my kids hair like my own. Anyways, his hair looked like a big mushroom ..i know i know thats so rude to say about your kids hair but seriously it did. The next day my dream of having his hair look like this .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262606761057066962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SQiI93lgH9I/AAAAAAAAAps/0LOnX11yFBQ/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (The hair I was trying for) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went down the drain. (sigh) I went back and got his hair all the way cut so at least it had some style to it, but I still like the longer hair so maybe in another 8 months it will turn out the way I like it....thats just so far away. I should have never cut it. First of all it was so easy to do especially when he hates doing his hair or having any kind of hair gel on it. This new haircut requires gel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262607701162464146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SQiJ0lwGE5I/AAAAAAAAAqE/M-kvyTUHeDg/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the hair cut...it was almost there just needed a (little) trimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262607694584682162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SQiJ0NP1FrI/AAAAAAAAAp8/B6Gbue53W5A/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the trimming (the mushroom style)only lasted a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262606771813295986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SQiI-fp_J3I/AAAAAAAAAp0/KWE-KbYlRME/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final hair cut. This was his style that he had before we tried to grow it out. The high maintenance style I call it. Here goes many mornings of argueing to get his hair done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4121630319936366272?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4121630319936366272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4121630319936366272' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4121630319936366272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4121630319936366272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-did-i-do.html' title='What did I do'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SQiI93lgH9I/AAAAAAAAAps/0LOnX11yFBQ/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3451583541080660010</id><published>2008-10-26T19:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:28:14.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>The time you spend teaching your kids whats right and whats wrong and teaching them stories from the scriptures....sometimes I wonder are they really listening.&lt;br /&gt;Aiden has been wanting me to tell the story about Nephi over and over again. Then I said lets go to Moroni so I told him the story about Moroni. This was awhile ago and yesterday we are checking out at the store and he saw the temple and he said "look mom its the guy who burried the scriptures for us". That answered my question...Yes they do listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was telling him the story about Moroni hes like "so when he burried them and joseph found them how did we get them...did he take them to the store and then we just bought it from the store." He he! then he said "why did Joseph make the words so small" ( I have little scriptures) then I explained. It was so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3451583541080660010?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3451583541080660010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3451583541080660010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3451583541080660010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3451583541080660010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7420930289253593965</id><published>2008-10-18T19:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:57:48.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow Festival</title><content type='html'>What a perfect day to be outside. We usually go to cornbellies thing at Thanksgiving point every year and we usually end up freezin our bums off. This year it was so nice and we decided to go the scarecrow festival instead of cornbellies which was way fun. The kids had a blast with there cousins and they couldn't get enough of the slides. I was so worn out at the end since I had to keep taking Mason down it he was to small to climb up by himself. Talk about some exercise. I was so glad when Micah finally met us after he got done with work so we could switch off. There favorite part were the rockets they got to make and got to blast them off. Aiden went in the Haunted House and he wasn't even scared he was so proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258691744752197090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgR7U73eI/AAAAAAAAAgs/V8l2QsX5MVc/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                             Mason with cousin Kyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgST_dfbI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FjntQI6moys/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258691751373012402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgST_dfbI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FjntQI6moys/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiden and his balloon fishing pole that grandma got him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgTNZA79I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y_hY7gmIYZY/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258691766781013970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgTNZA79I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y_hY7gmIYZY/s320/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mason found his favorite thing....he loves to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgTbtqIgI/AAAAAAAAAhE/hfFx1R2K5Ow/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258691770625696258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgTbtqIgI/AAAAAAAAAhE/hfFx1R2K5Ow/s320/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mason with his fishing pole that grandma had made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgUGZNpXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lPMwmHJ2QhI/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258691782082667890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgUGZNpXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lPMwmHJ2QhI/s320/173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Our  Fam at the scarecrow festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcK2CyxNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oG_NsXkGnA8/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258687225028330706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcK2CyxNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oG_NsXkGnA8/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The biggest jumping balloon.   Aiden is finally big enough to do the big one by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcL3Ue0-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/jEkAjnwMb2k/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258687242550825954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcL3Ue0-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/jEkAjnwMb2k/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcMcT3oOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GlY18QvVfDI/s1600-h/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258687252480368866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqcMcT3oOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GlY18QvVfDI/s320/162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqac1rRs7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/2qgTrIPumbo/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadH9sH8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/3VCIUicujRM/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258685340053151682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadH9sH8I/AAAAAAAAAfk/3VCIUicujRM/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          He finally got the hang of it after a few falls and cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadtWe60I/AAAAAAAAAfs/S-2GITdJ1mM/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258685350089255746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadtWe60I/AAAAAAAAAfs/S-2GITdJ1mM/s320/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              Grandma and Aiden on the spider speedway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadxgypSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4SEfj6X-zzQ/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258685351206233378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqadxgypSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4SEfj6X-zzQ/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     The Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqaeaCeAcI/AAAAAAAAAf8/d2jUlUAMczQ/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258685362084905410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqaeaCeAcI/AAAAAAAAAf8/d2jUlUAMczQ/s320/148.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/8219208032551602799-7420930289253593965?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7420930289253593965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7420930289253593965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7420930289253593965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7420930289253593965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/scarecrow-festival.html' title='Scarecrow Festival'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqgR7U73eI/AAAAAAAAAgs/V8l2QsX5MVc/s72-c/124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6145831295994857237</id><published>2008-10-08T15:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:04:23.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THe Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPS7JTUaWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sbLPNKUFJU0/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256777103622564194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPS7JTUaWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sbLPNKUFJU0/s320/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPS7NJTg8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/SRCVTr35t80/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256777104654304194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPS7NJTg8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/SRCVTr35t80/s320/184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPRznVubdI/AAAAAAAAAek/65D1SVRhXeo/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPRzxmxVnI/AAAAAAAAAes/L7cP2QJNGMY/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256775877490988658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPRzxmxVnI/AAAAAAAAAes/L7cP2QJNGMY/s320/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPR0dbBAtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/iLkEVdSfx1U/s1600-h/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPR0iQhuGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Wv7CDJHcv9c/s1600-h/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256775890551027810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPR0iQhuGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Wv7CDJHcv9c/s320/191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPR1Kh0i6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/31GFIEsPFDk/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256775901360982946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPR1Kh0i6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/31GFIEsPFDk/s320/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's tradition now since we have been doing it for the last three years The weekend of conference we have been going to this pumpkin patch with the Hastleton's in south jordan they have it decorated so cute. The kids love it and Aiden went out into the patch and wanted to find the biggest pumpkin ever...well he found one and it was way to big to carry so he settled for ALMOST the biggest pumpkin ever. Of course Mason got his baby pumpkin that he has been wanting ...he is into baby stuff...He wants a baby car and he wanted to see a baby shark. He's funny. We couldn't get our haystacks this time since we didn't bring the truck maybe next year. &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/8219208032551602799-6145831295994857237?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6145831295994857237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6145831295994857237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6145831295994857237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6145831295994857237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='THe Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPPS7JTUaWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sbLPNKUFJU0/s72-c/181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6001364480965316996</id><published>2008-10-06T06:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:38:44.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oNJo27I/AAAAAAAAAeE/48Mb9u91nSI/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254433718959397810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oNJo27I/AAAAAAAAAeE/48Mb9u91nSI/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiden jumping the waves with dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oGE1AEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/In3JDi_81ok/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254433717060173890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oGE1AEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/In3JDi_81ok/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oUnxo0I/AAAAAAAAAeU/0Ojh67CldQY/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254433720964850498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oUnxo0I/AAAAAAAAAeU/0Ojh67CldQY/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiden and Mason at the aquarium. This tank was huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_o7Z-wFI/AAAAAAAAAec/fitZJh4otmA/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254433731375972434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_o7Z-wFI/AAAAAAAAAec/fitZJh4otmA/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cousin kyla and quincy and Aiden in the hot tub at the beach house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgY46UkgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-VmgKcs7XTs/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399370967945730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgY46UkgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-VmgKcs7XTs/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally found goofy in disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZL489pI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2MKLOtK97wQ/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399376062477970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZL489pI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2MKLOtK97wQ/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mason burying his feet in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZc_vMJI/AAAAAAAAAds/SC-dxBgwvEA/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399380654338194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZc_vMJI/AAAAAAAAAds/SC-dxBgwvEA/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to buy ponchos in disney. It was a great bib too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZjRkfmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rkc19dja4_k/s1600-h/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399382339747426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZjRkfmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rkc19dja4_k/s320/170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiden found his first clam and then lost it and was very upset until he found some sand crabs to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZ-gIOzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/UJ_d-kW-iLA/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399389648567090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtgZ-gIOzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/UJ_d-kW-iLA/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making a huge sand hole to bury themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd88Yh4pI/AAAAAAAAAc0/iNeARsFznaU/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254396691840361106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd88Yh4pI/AAAAAAAAAc0/iNeARsFznaU/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd92WyXhI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vo7CeWXpCGQ/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the submarine on the nemo ride. It was worth the wait in line. And Mason was happy that a shark didn't eat him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are back home now to ...wishing we were still there. The weather was so nice. The boys had fun although Mason kept saying he wanted to go home but then Aiden kept telling us he wanted to live there. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9b4rCPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/l-QPOD5umkY/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254396700296677618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9b4rCPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/l-QPOD5umkY/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed on the beach for most of the days but then went to an aquariam because Mason just wanted to see a shark ...i think its his favorite animal. He always talks about sharks and also that they are going to eat him. Like when we got off the nemo ride at disneyland the first thing he said the shark didn't eat me. He he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day we were there we went to Disney again and finished up the rides we didn't go on yet. Aidens favorite ride was of course the rollercoaster I think it was called space mountain. He loved it. For Mason he just wanted to see Mickey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we left for home and got home Saturday night lucky for us our kids slept pretty much the whole way &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9v095CI/AAAAAAAAAdM/H9YIIKmV8nM/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254396705649845282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9v095CI/AAAAAAAAAdM/H9YIIKmV8nM/s320/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9DXxN8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-bMEZnovJx0/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254396693716219842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOtd9DXxN8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-bMEZnovJx0/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sunset from the balcony of the beach house it was so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Aiden's highlight of the day at the aquariam..giving the diver a high five.&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/8219208032551602799-6001364480965316996?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6001364480965316996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6001364480965316996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6001364480965316996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6001364480965316996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-trip.html' title='Our Trip'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SOt_oNJo27I/AAAAAAAAAeE/48Mb9u91nSI/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7945079655203873903</id><published>2008-09-30T18:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:10:27.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally made it</title><content type='html'>We finally headed to Disney it's been along awaiting my kids have been counting down the days for the last two months. I swear it was like Christmas.  Micah and I did an all nighter drive...it's the only way we can drive with our kids so they can sleep the whole way.  Micah and I can drive with peace and not have to stop I hate stopping.  So Micah drove for 2 hours then I drove for 5 hours while he slept and then he drove for the last two hours while I slept it worked out nicely until about 3:00 the next day standing in line at disney land trying not to fall asleep.  We couldn't check into the beach house until 2 on monday we didn't want to waste a day so we decided to go to disney land on Monday and then spend the other four days all at the beach house.  We had a ton of fun at Disney land although  Mason was so crabby the first few hours because he got up way too early and was ready for a nap right when we got there. And it was cold and rainy for the first few hours and of course it stopped right after I bought us some rain ponchos. I'm glad we are going back on friday because we only got through half of the rides.  You would think Mondays wouldn't be too crowded well I was wrong.   I would post pictures but for some odd reasons it's not working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7945079655203873903?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7945079655203873903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7945079655203873903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7945079655203873903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7945079655203873903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-made-it.html' title='Finally made it'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3732541279068238866</id><published>2008-09-22T16:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:14:40.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I said a little trim"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What in the world so I get home from getting my hair cut I only went for a trim around the back so it would stop flipping out it was bugging me. But to my surprise I got home and she chopped the whole back of my hair she did a stack with like 4 different layers I was so mad and of course I cried which is normal for me when it comes to my hair. So I made another appointment at a different salon I didn't want to go back and make her feel bad and it's sad cuz I really liked that girl she has been doing my hair for the last year. I went to a new salon and they fixed it for me thank goodness. The lady was like are you kidding me I can't believe they did this to your hair...yes it was that bad!!! It is way shorter than I ever want it to be but it looks a ton better than the first hair cut.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258697826815407650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqlz8xzdiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ucTBYjRCf3Y/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so short ....(eek!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3732541279068238866?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3732541279068238866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3732541279068238866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3732541279068238866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3732541279068238866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-said-little-trim.html' title='&quot;I said a little trim&quot;'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SPqlz8xzdiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ucTBYjRCf3Y/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3119510422568480950</id><published>2008-09-22T15:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:08:10.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid infomercials</title><content type='html'>Okay so my husband is the only one that knows my weakness when it comes to infomercials. I am so bad I am one of those that gets sucked in. "yep a sucker!" For example proactive ...got it! right when it first came out...uhm the bouncy work out ball...got it, the ab roller...got it! uhm what else the list can go on...i'm getting better at not watching them ...but i don't know i just saw the one for anti aging I was so tempted but ignored it But then the beach body advertisement came on and since we are headed to the beach house next week in california I thought I better start working out again I bought it a month ago and actually have been religiously doing it for the past 3 weeks... I am so bummed I haven't seen a change ....LIARS!!!! oh in just 3 weeks and only 10 min a day get the body you want...WHATEVER! !!!! and i've been doing it for 30 minutes a day. I'm still sticking to it since it's kind of fun so maybe in 6 months I might see a change who knows by then I will probably be prego again and it wont matter. I do see a little difference in my arms but thats it. maybe i should just stick to walking my dog for exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3119510422568480950?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3119510422568480950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3119510422568480950' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3119510422568480950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3119510422568480950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-info-commercials.html' title='stupid infomercials'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4032028255619697643</id><published>2008-09-10T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:40:21.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never to early</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244617531574553554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMif25hJi9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/B_oEsAY57k0/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like I did with Aiden I am teaching Mason to cook. Yep thats right he's 2 and knows how to cook scramby eggs. They are seriously the best egg crackers ever. I think only once I found some shells but thats it. They both do the same trick in cracking the egg. They crack it against the table until the bottom of the egg is barely cracked then they take a piece of the shell at the bottom and tear it off to make a hole and then shake the egg up and down over the bowl until the yolk falls out. Pretty genuis heh! Give it to Aiden to learn the trick at age 2 and pass it on to Mase. Here is Mase this morning making me some eggs. I know pretty daring letting him be that close to a hot stove but he knows its hot and does a very careful job at stirring. The only problem is that he doesn't want to stop at just one egg he wants "two uvem" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244617534992999442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMif3GQK5BI/AAAAAAAAAcc/aldu1n7u4PM/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244617545373894274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMif3s7KxoI/AAAAAAAAAck/DpaGVli0nZk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They were making german pancakes on saturday they turned out so yummy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244617549678664002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMif389gWUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DIftrDYV_rM/s320/010.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/8219208032551602799-4032028255619697643?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4032028255619697643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4032028255619697643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4032028255619697643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4032028255619697643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-never-to-early.html' title='It&apos;s never to early'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMif25hJi9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/B_oEsAY57k0/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-99974919729500824</id><published>2008-09-10T15:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:55:26.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah State fair</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to go see Veggie Tales at the fair it was cute although after every song Mason would say &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhA_7gsKUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DGgMxeh2oL0/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244513233123682626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhA_7gsKUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DGgMxeh2oL0/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhA_eGrTuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g7klJrFqmAs/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244513225229946594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhA_eGrTuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g7klJrFqmAs/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Done! Everytime I would say nope &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhBAJoLaCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tMgbCi7QVGg/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244513236913186850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhBAJoLaCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tMgbCi7QVGg/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not yet so we didn't get to see all of it Mason was too impatient to see the animals. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had this "little hands on farm" it was so cute they had little stations of how the farm works they got to plant veggies, milk cows, drive little tractors, go to the farmers market and then they gave you pretend money to get a treat at the store. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8yQlIEII/AAAAAAAAAbo/k_uULeQj7xY/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244508600214753410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8yQlIEII/AAAAAAAAAbo/k_uULeQj7xY/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8y9sRCEI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5KNA-ZCkLjU/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244508612324296770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8y9sRCEI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5KNA-ZCkLjU/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xw55Q3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/_X4fO8x7Zt8/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244508591711929202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xw55Q3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/_X4fO8x7Zt8/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xLwikLI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EDebPvFtdrk/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244508581740581042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xLwikLI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EDebPvFtdrk/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xkDM9cI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yjv9QWoy_lw/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244508588261307842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMg8xkDM9cI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yjv9QWoy_lw/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw the usuall farm animals and rode the ponies but the only thing missing was Micah it was too bad he couldn't get home any sooner from work to meet us there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-99974919729500824?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/99974919729500824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=99974919729500824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/99974919729500824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/99974919729500824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/utah-state-fair.html' title='Utah State fair'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMhA_7gsKUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DGgMxeh2oL0/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4123100369653255562</id><published>2008-09-09T14:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:54:52.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Front Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz3kqIpwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/E8iGeSjmCGA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since I have posted anything...this last saturday we finally went on the front runner ...the fast train that goes from saltlake to ogden. The moment Aiden saw it he has been begging to go on it. So we did, it takes off everyhour on &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498790637548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz3RDqtWI/AAAAAAAAAao/ttWB4xSJbxM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;saturday so we hurried it's hard to hurry with four little kids to get ready. We had my nephew and niece again. We missed it by one minute cause we couldn't find parking. That was pretty crappy the disappointment on there little faces could kill you, but we only wait a little bit longer until another train came. The train was way nice not as fast as I thought it would be because of course it had &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498804350608258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz4EJHY4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/tmN7yl-YerM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;four stops before reaching to Ogden. (I know whats there to do in Ogden) they redone alot of&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498814230254850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz4o8m1QI/AAAAAAAAAbA/r8eyQmicvoE/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; downtown Ogden and micah wanted to see it anyways. Once we got there it was a few blocks to the mall. Little did we know after running all the way back to the train so we wouldn't miss our way home that there was a trolley that would have brought us back. Ugh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had fun we found a childrens museum this was Mason trying to play chess&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498822921756818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz5JU0oJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PzbE6xfUFI8/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then we ate pizza at fat cats and lost a few kids but luckily we found them seriously my brothers kids are such wonderers it was driving me nuts.... I think I lost them about half a dozen times. You would think they would stay by you since they are 4 and 6. While we were there we found some cool places one called IFLY the other Flowriders. The Flowriders was an indoor water surfing place it was so cool they had two sections of people surfing they had a machine that made huge waves in the water and then the other place was an indoor skydiving there was a dome section that you went into and it was like you were skydiving there was a trainer in there with you holding you and floating you up. One of these days I want to try it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say that was about the longest day I have ever had. We finally got back at 9:00 and the kids were so out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4123100369653255562?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4123100369653255562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4123100369653255562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4123100369653255562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4123100369653255562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/fast-runner.html' title='Front Runner'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SMgz3RDqtWI/AAAAAAAAAao/ttWB4xSJbxM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3299422341615778927</id><published>2008-08-24T21:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:42:30.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Aiden started school last week and he absolutely loves it which is odd because last year he complained everytime he had to go. I knew it was going to be a good year when after we went to orientation he told me he wanted to start school that day...I looked at him surprised, but with excitement when I thought about not having to argue with him everyday to want to go to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has so much fun and his teacher Ms. Amy is the coolest! Aiden just loves her to death. He liked his old teachers last year but I think he has a lot of fun with his new one. The last couple of days he tells me how he has a new friend.......sometimes I wish I had the confidence and the outgoingness of a little kid, they make friends so easily.  When you are an Adult, I don't know , but for me anyways its hard to get out of my little bubble and meet new people I always feel awkward and out of my comfort zone. I wish I was more like Aiden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of school I picked him up and he met a new friend because they had the same transformer backpack but little did I know that when I bought it I was supposed to keep the little attached wallet hooked on the backpack because boy did I get chewed out he was furious when his new friend had a wallet and his didn't.  But it was all good when I told him he had one and that it was at home. He rushed back into school to tell his new friend that his backpack came with a wallet too. The little friend said "no way that is cool."  Little kids they get so excited over the littliest things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3299422341615778927?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3299422341615778927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3299422341615778927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3299422341615778927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3299422341615778927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1732273522720894760</id><published>2008-08-24T21:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:19:18.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs a fly swatter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;when you have Aiden...I don't know how he does it but he has swattered so many flies this week with his bare hand. I have never done it. 1. I'm to slow and 2. thats just gross. but seriously he has some pretty fast hands. He's like look mom I got another one as we are just casually sitting eating some lunch or what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one he got while just playing&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238288557660551298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SLIjsIZZuII/AAAAAAAAAaY/qf4QH1f42nA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238288568186990194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SLIjsvnGbnI/AAAAAAAAAag/qg5dAsQSGBs/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's the funniest thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1732273522720894760?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1732273522720894760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1732273522720894760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1732273522720894760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1732273522720894760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-needs-fly-swatter.html' title='Who needs a fly swatter...'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SLIjsIZZuII/AAAAAAAAAaY/qf4QH1f42nA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7876798918479084928</id><published>2008-08-19T08:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:47:49.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiden's new friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239690466667874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="265" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcQXURLWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rWurE5uh96Y/s320/002.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While swimming with his cousins he found a grasshopper that&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239704607913778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcRL_zdzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QQs6vMBy2VU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; landed in the pool he brought it to me and it looked like one of his legs broke so he decided to nurture it so he made this little home.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239692807474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcQgCXDGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Bd5y0JkPqtU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He carried the grasshopper everywhere he even put him next to him while he was eating lunch.  He soon moved it to a new home in a carton with holes I kept telling him he probably needs to go home but he wouldn't let him out until the next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He decided to go hunting for another one this kept him and cousins entertained for hours.  They finally found a baby one but then Mason got a hold of it and the next &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239710737210658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcRi1JHSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JUXfAc-9mIE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;thing i knew i saw grasshopper guts on the cement. Yep he stepped on it.  Aiden found another baby one this time Mason held it too tight and squished his leg ......we finally got smart and didn't let Mason hold them anymore....and of course he didn't like that decision.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239721700945282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcSLrGbYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4AV2zVKjysY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden was so cute with his grasshopper we had to do a lot of errands that day and he brought it with us everywhere except when we had to go in somewhere he found a shady spot and would leave the container there until we got back.  He finally let it go at the end of the day.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7876798918479084928?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7876798918479084928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7876798918479084928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7876798918479084928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7876798918479084928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/aidens-new-friend.html' title='Aiden&apos;s new friend'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKrcQXURLWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rWurE5uh96Y/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7406494346736176427</id><published>2008-08-16T18:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:58:22.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family slumber party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKoZQG7wtYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kiZksQ2Dh1Q/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236025281301493122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKoZQG7wtYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kiZksQ2Dh1Q/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pool, food, movies, family and fun what more do you want at a slumber party. We had a lot of fun at the Thornes slumber pool party. Hopefully this will be an annual summer event. Hint hint!!! It was a bit on the colder side that night but the water was perfect for swimming. After we had pizza and then when it got dark enough we were taught how to play german flashlight which is kind of like kick the can Aiden and Micah had so much fun. I just watched but I wish now I should have played I was afraid Mason would wake up downstairs and freak out so I was listening for him if he were to wake up and the little guy wasn't feeling to hot he had a fever all day. I hate it when they are sick but its so relaxing when they just want to cuddle with you all day. Anyways definitely next time I will play German Flashlight. Later we watched Hot Rod and then of course I fell asleep. (i know i know whats new!!!) We swam some the next day Aiden wouldn't take no for an answer so we let him swim befor&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKoZRrs-VLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ArK5bB2XU00/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236025308351452338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKoZRrs-VLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ArK5bB2XU00/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Micah thought he was going to drown so he needed all the noodles&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/8219208032551602799-7406494346736176427?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7406494346736176427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7406494346736176427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7406494346736176427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7406494346736176427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-slumber-party.html' title='Family slumber party'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKoZQG7wtYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kiZksQ2Dh1Q/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-677187367506401325</id><published>2008-08-14T15:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:03:18.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the chances!!!</title><content type='html'>The other day I was on Bangeter with my kids and my nephew and niece trying to make it on time to our tour of the sweet candy factory which I heard of from my sister-in-law it sounded fun and it was Free!.  Of course running behind schedule I didn't realize how fast I was going until I saw the police bikes hiding under a tree off of bangeter in west jordan.   Immediately I slowed down but it was too late.  Panicking in fear because 1. I was going 15 over and 2. I forgot my wallet it was in my other bag at home 3. the kids were just in seat belts instead of boosters well Mason was in his car seat but the others were just in seat belts.......I roll down the window and of course he wants registration and drivers license and I said I didn't have my license on me and I was driving my moms car so who knows where her registration is.....a few minutes later he looks down and said well "slow it down and have a good day sister Magleby"  and I looked up and read his badge I couldnt see his face it was hiding behind glasses and his helmet.  It was Bro. Hutchings in my ward.   Oh my goodness I was so lucky and he was one out of three cops that could have came and pulled me over. Oh man but the embarrassing part about it is he pulled my over three months before in west jordan for speeding too and thats when he realized we were in the same ward and let me go. Now I see him every sunday in church and I'm known as the speeding mom to him.  And again the last time he wasn't the only cop there either but he happened to be the chosen one to pull me over....Seriously I am so dang LUCKY!!!!   maybe I should make him cookies or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-677187367506401325?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/677187367506401325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=677187367506401325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/677187367506401325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/677187367506401325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-are-chances.html' title='What are the chances!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-8089393271604125075</id><published>2008-08-14T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:30:30.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Family reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGnt0UNKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JVFOfQ_ObRg/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456683783402658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGnt0UNKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JVFOfQ_ObRg/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This reunion was held at the BYU campus. Our family is huge this reunion is only held I think every 5 years or so. This reunion goes all the way back to like 5 generations to Hans &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGobmklCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3dssW8Z3FEw/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456696073786402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGobmklCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3dssW8Z3FEw/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olsen Magleby who grew up in denmark on the coast of the baltic sea and was the only one in the family to get baptized and served three missions and then came to America. It was a pretty cool renuion where two of his sisters descendants that were found in denmark when one of our relatives went to denmark to do some searching and found them they came to the reunion and did a presentation of denmark and where Hans lived as a &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGo0TyOzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PAZoA1Z5F4s/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456702705875762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGo0TyOzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PAZoA1Z5F4s/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;child. It was more for the Adults but the kids had fun pushing some homemade wagons across the field &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGoHLVxUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F0XJac0B5y4/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456690590860610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGoHLVxUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F0XJac0B5y4/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like the pioneers did.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGpKgYrOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VrLkm0q41fI/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456708664306914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGpKgYrOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VrLkm0q41fI/s320/038.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/8219208032551602799-8089393271604125075?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8089393271604125075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=8089393271604125075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8089393271604125075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8089393271604125075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-family-reunion.html' title='Another Family reunion'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKSGnt0UNKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JVFOfQ_ObRg/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-518453123096312136</id><published>2008-08-14T10:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:22:02.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>This month has been full of Family reunions we did the annual 4- wheeler ride which is so much fun. This time instead of strapping on a ca&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKReqWaTuII/AAAAAAAAAX8/3Xd-lv_Y81E/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234412748574800002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKReqWaTuII/AAAAAAAAAX8/3Xd-lv_Y81E/s320/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r seat to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKRepzj-4GI/AAAAAAAAAX0/SvOoli8odoU/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234412739220136034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKRepzj-4GI/AAAAAAAAAX0/SvOoli8odoU/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the end of the 4wheeler we rented a Rhino so the whole family can go together it worked out nice especially when the kids fell asleep. Mason was sooo good although he didn't like the goggles on all the time and he didn't like the wind in his eyes he would hide under his blanket the whole time I thought he was sleeping but when we stopped he would pok&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKRetBgzj6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/7SOqNbGmp9o/s1600-h/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234412794504515490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKRetBgzj6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/7SOqNbGmp9o/s320/214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e his head out until we started back up again and would get under his blanket and wouldn't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip starts in central valley at grandpa staples house and we head up the mountain and we went to monroe peak which was the tallest peak in the valley this year it was a bit chilly up there and it rained on us a little. Then we headed to magleby mountain where the kids can play for a bit and have lunch.....this is where Micah decided to go chase the moo cows again with the kids. It was funny because I was eating lunch and then I heard his cousin say "What did the genuis do this time" and I looked over the valley and saw that he was t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKReqzmhNGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BxeT_PD7gKc/s1600-h/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234412756410643554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKReqzmhNGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BxeT_PD7gKc/s320/203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alking about &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKResSjXNxI/AAAAAAAAAYM/CHVHY1ctFFs/s1600-h/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234412781898774290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKResSjXNxI/AAAAAAAAAYM/CHVHY1ctFFs/s320/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Micah and he was burried in two feet of mud. Since the four wheeler made it last week over the same spot he thought the rhino would make it over....he he little did he know. It took three 4-wheelers to pull him out. As we headed down the mountain we were almost to the end This trip takes all day from about 9 am and we got back at 5:00 in time for the rest of the reunion in richfield at 6:00. Anyways we were almost to the end when cousin Walt hit a rock and it bounced him and the four wheeler off the road down the side of the mountain and he happened to get stopped by a trip and the handle bars jammed into his ribs....he was pain. Good thing he is doctor he knows what to do. They had to get a tow truck to come his wheeler out. It's a good thing it wasn't worse it could have been. For the rest of us we all made it safely down the mountain. It was a long and fun trip. Can't wait for next years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-518453123096312136?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/518453123096312136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=518453123096312136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/518453123096312136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/518453123096312136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SKReqWaTuII/AAAAAAAAAX8/3Xd-lv_Y81E/s72-c/166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-9069547116362891595</id><published>2008-07-27T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T08:39:08.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magleby Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI094gjjnvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/v_jeb1BNIFc/s1600-h/7-27-08+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227902783468052210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI094gjjnvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/v_jeb1BNIFc/s320/7-27-08+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI095e0WA0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/LqC7W3vdZEg/s1600-h/7-27-08+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227902800181461826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI095e0WA0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/LqC7W3vdZEg/s320/7-27-08+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the tank uncle Todd brought up to plant 2000 more fish in our lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0968DXh7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/iqRj2cs7KWc/s1600-h/7-27-08+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227902825208973234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0968DXh7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/iqRj2cs7KWc/s320/7-27-08+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI096WnA7KI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7n0-lr08Rtw/s1600-h/7-27-08+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227902815157939362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI096WnA7KI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7n0-lr08Rtw/s320/7-27-08+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0xT7avD-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/C4EyisILIOQ/s1600-h/7-27-08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0xUVeu0pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Iaxxqm6eio0/s1600-h/7-27-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0xUjAl_fI/AAAAAAAAAVU/63dQnU3NHl8/s1600-h/7-27-08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0z2HFHL7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/9-BTvG-R3Cs/s1600-h/7-27-08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0z1pVl5tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HdJRqmUxTaw/s1600-h/7-27-08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0z2fIfo-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ijATyycy-nU/s1600-h/7-27-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0z211lqsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DhfVYV06-2k/s1600-h/7-27-08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah ! are first camping trip of the year it has been long awaiting. It was a lot of fun. We didn't get there until midnight on the 24th but I'm glad we got there that night instead of the next day. The next morning was absolutely beautiful and then the rest of the weekend it rained. We went fishing and four wheeling which my kids just loved. Aiden caught his first fish. We cooked it for dinner tonight ...i don't like fish but Micah did an amazing job cooking it. It seriously looked like a professional chef made it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJMfzmRgVUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/47DMMOU3RQM/s1600-h/DSCN1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229558563615036738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJMfzmRgVUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/47DMMOU3RQM/s320/DSCN1278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02CKQcyVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/daaTEW5w3No/s1600-h/7-27-08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894153188002130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02CKQcyVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/daaTEW5w3No/s320/7-27-08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02Blf50iI/AAAAAAAAAWM/aL-xCrf4afY/s1600-h/7-27-08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894143320707618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02Blf50iI/AAAAAAAAAWM/aL-xCrf4afY/s320/7-27-08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't do much up there but that's ok with me it was just so relaxing. My boys enjoyed playing with all of there cousins. Well at least Aiden did. Someday Mason will get off the mommy string and let go. He is such a mommy and daddy's boy he won't go to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02C3xYFyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/I5d42AxgSco/s1600-h/7-27-08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894165405701922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02C3xYFyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/I5d42AxgSco/s320/7-27-08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden rode his cousin walkers dirt bike and shot his first 22. He did pretty good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0950kC2NI/AAAAAAAAAW8/De9_M_QH3dw/s1600-h/7-27-08+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227902806018676946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0950kC2NI/AAAAAAAAAW8/De9_M_QH3dw/s320/7-27-08+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mason got to chase the moo cows on the four wheeler which was his highlight of the whole &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02CrVKBYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UneAdLUjsvY/s1600-h/7-27-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894162066113922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI02CrVKBYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UneAdLUjsvY/s320/7-27-08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camping trip. They loved being on the fishing boat and casting ther&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0xVBYjvvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6ex7aAsvgj8/s1600-h/7-27-08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227888979665469170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI0xVBYjvvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6ex7aAsvgj8/s320/7-27-08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e fishing poles. I wish I was still up there the weekend went way too fast.&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/8219208032551602799-9069547116362891595?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9069547116362891595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=9069547116362891595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/9069547116362891595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/9069547116362891595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/magleby-mountain.html' title='Magleby Mountain'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SI094gjjnvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/v_jeb1BNIFc/s72-c/7-27-08+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1525498291262274875</id><published>2008-07-27T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:23:26.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason no more money!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So are 24th we ended up at primary children's all day. Mason decided to swallow a penny today...it was the most scary thing ever....I was packing for our camping trip and Mason was just laying on his back singing songs and the next thing I knew he was gagging I hurried and picked him up and pounded his back but he just kept gagging and spitting up. I hurried to the phone to call 911 and he was breathing so I decided to just call the emergency if I should bring him in or not. I was so panicked ...i do not do very well under pressure like this I just panic!! I think I was scarying mason to death. I knew he swallowed something and then he said money. So i showed him some money and he pointed to the penny. He kept saying it hurts I knew it was stuck somewhere which frightened the beegees out of me. I kept thinking the penny was going to turn and then caught off his airway. My mom rushed over and took me and the kids to the ER. Unfortunately Micah had to go to Wyoming so he wasn't home until the afternoon. We got to Jordan Valley and we were there 2 and half hours before they told us that it was in his asaphagus and that they couldn 't do anything about it so they told us to go to primarys where they would take it out. So ya we had to start everything all over again at primarys and this whole time they told us not to give him anything.....the poor little guy kept saying he wanted water he was so thirsty. Anyways after 6 hours later they finally took it out which took less than 3 minutes. They put a tube down him with a balloon at the end and pulled the penny up. It was easier than they were describing it. When they were telling me I seriously just freaked out and told them I could'nt do it that someone else had to come in with him. I finally calmed down took a deep breathe and was able to be in there with him. It was done within a blink of an eye. He did so good. He wimpered a little bit but that was it....He was good the whole entire day. All he did was sleep he was so stressed and tired. Finally we got home and still after all that drama we still packed and headed up to Magleby mountain for the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1525498291262274875?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1525498291262274875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1525498291262274875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1525498291262274875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1525498291262274875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-day.html' title='Mason no more money!!!!!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4950335001607701032</id><published>2008-07-21T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:22:13.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued from last post</title><content type='html'>So ya the Mamma Mia not a big hit with Micah...I thought it was okay. He was laughing not at the movie but the older ladies laughing at the jokes. Ya he's rude.   Anyways he just kept saying you are lucky we got in to see Dark Knight too.   Surprisingly to us they opened up another time slot for Dark Knight and we were the first ones to pick seats.  Talk about a movie night Mamma Mia got out at 11:29 and Dark Knight started at 11:30.  Perfect timing.   I have to admit from all the feed back of people watching Dark Knight I seriously had butterflies in my stomache ....what is wrong with me...I'm getting scared of every scary movie now before I even see it.  Man I'm such a wuse.  Needless to say it was way good, not as Dark as people kept saying it was.  By the time it was over my head hurt though from being so intense.  It kept you on the end of your seat at least for me it did.  I think Micah gets annoyed with me I kept asking questions through the whole movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4950335001607701032?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4950335001607701032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4950335001607701032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4950335001607701032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4950335001607701032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/continued-from-last-post.html' title='Continued from last post'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3414996507351297005</id><published>2008-07-18T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:46:05.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So HOT!!!</title><content type='html'>It was ridiculously hot today. I want the nice weather back with a little bit of overcast.  I needed to get out of the house today so me and the boys took the trax up to Gateway for lunch and to play in the splash area.  We haven't played there since we moved from North Salt Lake.  If it wasnt for the help of nice people helping me onto the train with my stroller and my boys I would have missed the train everytime.  I swear Bill Allred from X96 helped me one time I was nervous to ask if it was really him. Anyways it was the longest trip ever....everytime it stopped Mason would jump out of his seat and yell DONE. He did it for at least the first 8 stops and then realized we weren't stopping for awhile.  Hehe.  We met Dad up there for lunch since he was in Salt Lake ...what a coincident.  It was a fun and long day.  I think the kids enjoyed it....something different at least.  Then Mason slept from the time we left until 8:00 pm  I think its going to be a late night. I should have woken him up sooner. Oh well Grandma is watching them tonight while we sneak out to a movie....Micah really wants to see Dark Knight but i couldnt' find tickets so I am surprising him with Mama mia....HAHAHA!!!  I heard it was good so hopefully it won't be too disappointing for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3414996507351297005?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3414996507351297005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3414996507351297005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3414996507351297005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3414996507351297005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-hot.html' title='So HOT!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2947271085166651002</id><published>2008-07-15T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:32:56.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had to take advantage of this nice day we had today ..not too hot just perfect with a little bit of rain. So we went to Thanksgiving point to see the animals...Although Mason was disappointed when there were no "eleefents" he got over it when he  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224536678973985490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIbcI-UtI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P3nCipc2I3U/s320/7-18-2008+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw the "nays" (horses) and he found a baby billy goat. They were so good too they didn't fight or anything it was just a nice peaceful day. It was a day I would call "perfect" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224536700018879138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIcqid6qI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wqTRdOi1WIU/s320/7-18-2008+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know that you could either ride the wagon or the pony rides. Thank goodness some little boy gave Aiden his ticket so he could ride the pony ride too...and Mason just wanted broder to go on the ponies. He just kept saying "broder botch"....which means brother watch. He was content just watching Aiden ride the pony he was too scared. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224536687899108386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIb9Y45CI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PH6Su-QrQvE/s320/7-18-2008+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was cute! Then it poured and rained its a good thing we were done. OH and on the wagon ride Aiden had to bring his ipod seriously you wouldn't think he was only 4 . He just sat there listening like a teenager would do. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224536669276420690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIa4A5OlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/OXgsneWfHfU/s320/7-18-2008+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then of course we had to stop at the Thanksgiving point Deli and get some treats...oh Cheesecake, lemon bars ...soooo yummy!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224536696528736898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIcdiWkoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B4dbBWN26Gw/s320/7-18-2008+106.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/8219208032551602799-2947271085166651002?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2947271085166651002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2947271085166651002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2947271085166651002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2947271085166651002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-farm.html' title='A day at the Farm'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SIFIbcI-UtI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P3nCipc2I3U/s72-c/7-18-2008+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6030923918445596303</id><published>2008-07-15T14:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:56:04.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I do</title><content type='html'>It was the annual grandkids sleepover party. Of course Aiden fought us again about sleeping over usually he gives in and sleeps over and then has so much fun we can't get him to come home. This time Micah tried for over an hour to make him stay but it just didn't work Micah asked why he didn't want to sleep over and Aiden said I will tell you in the truck Dad. They got to the truck and Micah asked again and Aiden said Dad I didn 't want to sleep over because I am way to tired and just want to go to bed the asked if he could put the seat back in the truck to lay down and he was out in 2 minutes.  How cute is that!   He knows that you don't get to bed until late because all his cousins just play and he was just ready for bed.  So the next morning he woke up and said mom lets go. He was ready to go over and to eat breakfast and do there grandkids project and play games. So I dropped him off. After I dropped him off Mason took a nap for like 4 hours. Seriously I didn't know what to do with myself that was the first time I just sat there on the couch and in complete silence. The house was clean, laundry was done I didn't have to referree any kids outside.  That was one quiet day I wont forget because I'm sure it won't have one again for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and I'm so excited I found my camera yesterday, YIPPEE!!!  I will have to post some cute pics of our 4th of july.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6030923918445596303?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6030923918445596303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6030923918445596303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6030923918445596303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6030923918445596303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-do-i-do.html' title='What do I do'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5281144997617462241</id><published>2008-07-09T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:21:29.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my goodness</title><content type='html'>As I sit here paying some bills today. I notice that my kids are being really quiet in the play room.  I look down the hall and saw Aiden cleaning up the play room. I almost started to cry.  I think this is the first time that he has ever cleaned without me asking him to do so.  It's so cute I can see his little feet walking back and forth from room to room putting things away.  Mason just came to me..clean?   I said are you guys cleaning up and responded with a uhha!  And now Mason just turned on his play vaccuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cute story...&lt;br /&gt;So last sunday Aiden came in from outside and said mom, mom I stopped the rain and I'm like huh?  He replied, ya I stopped the rain I blessed it. Oh you prayed for it to stop and he said, ya I said a prayer twice and it stopped, now we can go for a bike ride. So Aiden and I went for a bike ride it was thundering and I was a little scared it was going to down pour but he was very confident and kept telling me Mom it's NOT going to rain I told Heavenly Father to stop the rain. He was right it never rained. But then it got way to hot and I ended up putting him and his little bike on my bike and pushing them up the hill all the way home I about died, so HOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5281144997617462241?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5281144997617462241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5281144997617462241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5281144997617462241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5281144997617462241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-goodness.html' title='oh my goodness'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6986995144977770376</id><published>2008-07-06T19:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:29:13.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It could only happen to me</title><content type='html'>There are only a few people who really know the true me.....meaning how accident prone I am. Although since I have been married the percentage of freak accidents or shall I say embarrasements have gone down a ton.  My childhood friends were over the other night and reminded me of all the things that I have done or happened to me...that I completely forgot about.  I can't believe they remembered. For example I was hiking one time and slipped and fell on a big water pipe -which I think it was and landed horsey stile on the pipe - yep that left a bruise. There are so many more but anyway yesterday I was driving Micah's truck and the windows were down and I was turning around in a neighborhood cirle and all of a sudden I heard a popping sound and before I knew it I was drenched from head to toe and I was in a TRUCK!  I ran over a 5 gallon plastic can full of water and used fireworks. It was like an explosion - water and empty tubes of fireworks went through the window of the truck.  Oh and the smell was horrid. I was so soaked and I stunk so bad.   Hopefully it was early enough in the day that noone saw me or at least I hope noone saw me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6986995144977770376?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6986995144977770376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6986995144977770376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6986995144977770376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6986995144977770376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-could-only-happen-to-me.html' title='It could only happen to me'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-8415328090157926958</id><published>2008-07-02T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:57:41.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was a cute picture the kids were so exhausted from all the activities this week and yesterday they played outside all day long that they both just fell asleep in Daddy's arms. That never happens they always just want there beds before they go to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218561742856124034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwOQYlh9oI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GMMM-wpo7VA/s320/6-16-08+472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes that is mason with his hand in his diaper.  It's like his security blanket when going to sleep hopefully he grows out of it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-8415328090157926958?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8415328090157926958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=8415328090157926958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8415328090157926958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/8415328090157926958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-tired.html' title='So tired....'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwOQYlh9oI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GMMM-wpo7VA/s72-c/6-16-08+472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6234352230543946774</id><published>2008-07-02T16:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:19:11.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKEaXmHDI/AAAAAAAAATk/JkkXqeDa-gw/s1600-h/6-16-08+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHsw7S_NI/AAAAAAAAASs/uZGLJe0VKP0/s1600-h/6-16-08+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218554533844810962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHsw7S_NI/AAAAAAAAASs/uZGLJe0VKP0/s320/6-16-08+331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend we had a few things going on I swear we don't do anything on the weekend and then when something comes up there are like five other things on the same day. For example it was the herriman days carnival and fireworks that night and then we got invited to go to a ball at the capital which I thought it would be kind of fun to get dressed and actually go out to dinner except the dancing. Anyways plans changed and we had family stay with &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHuzCgBNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/B7a8GOC-7ic/s1600-h/6-16-08+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218554568771634386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHuzCgBNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/B7a8GOC-7ic/s320/6-16-08+330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us over the weekend so we didn't make it to the ball but we did make it to the herriman parade and carnival in the scorching heat. Micah's brother jared and his wife steph stayed with us they are from richfield I wish they would just move down here because they are fun to do stuff with. My boys were in heaven they love playing with cousin Kyra and Tori. Although Mason wasn't too excited for them when they came he hung on me all weekend and would cry if they sat by him while he was eating so he had to go eat in my room with the door shut. He's so funny! but that was the only way I could get him to eat without crying. &lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKCSvLqsI/AAAAAAAAATM/y7-kzYv341Y/s1600-h/6-16-08+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218557102721313474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKCSvLqsI/AAAAAAAAATM/y7-kzYv341Y/s320/6-16-08+370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The parade was fun and again we got overloaded with candy and it was gone in seconds. The kids had fun on all the rides that they could go on. Aiden wasn't quite big en&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwMTsQvfrI/AAAAAAAAATs/J9D2hEVwyXg/s1600-h/6-16-08+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218559600653991602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwMTsQvfrI/AAAAAAAAATs/J9D2hEVwyXg/s320/6-16-08+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ough for all the rides. And of all the rides I thought mason would like he didn't dare get on the pony. I just couldn't wait to get home to the AC. The kids couldn't wait to get into there swimming pool.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHwVoFKxI/AAAAAAAAATE/P8cwJT7idFc/s1600-h/6-16-08+362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218554595235932946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHwVoFKxI/AAAAAAAAATE/P8cwJT7idFc/s320/6-16-08+362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKDtuH7-I/AAAAAAAAATc/o6-ElShrVNw/s1600-h/6-16-08+383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218557127144501218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKDtuH7-I/AAAAAAAAATc/o6-ElShrVNw/s320/6-16-08+383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKC2_KQAI/AAAAAAAAATU/82R3_d_5Yws/s1600-h/6-16-08+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218557112452005890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwKC2_KQAI/AAAAAAAAATU/82R3_d_5Yws/s320/6-16-08+387.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/8219208032551602799-6234352230543946774?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6234352230543946774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6234352230543946774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6234352230543946774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6234352230543946774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGwHsw7S_NI/AAAAAAAAASs/uZGLJe0VKP0/s72-c/6-16-08+331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6197080679817202020</id><published>2008-06-26T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:53:26.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking toilet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGP8R9D4fuI/AAAAAAAAASc/4jiiD7P_-4Q/s1600-h/IMG_2998.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear the toilet is Aidens thinking couch that is when he asks the most in depth questions. Like today he is like "mom why does the Holy Ghost talk to us and why does the Holy Ghost tell us to make good choices" Lets see what else oh and he asks why is the water in the sink gross and why is smiths (grocery store) water so good. Which I explained and then he asks how does smiths get the water from the mountains.  He cracks me up. At least the questions so far have been pretty easy for me to answer but I always wonder whats next.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216290660501921410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGP8t_hnnoI/AAAAAAAAASk/XAWbwy4JVDw/s320/IMG_2983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden found his goofy hat from disney land that we got three years ago ...it's a little too small but oh it brought back memories of how little he was. They grow up to fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6197080679817202020?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6197080679817202020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6197080679817202020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6197080679817202020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6197080679817202020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/thinking-toilet.html' title='Thinking toilet'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGP8t_hnnoI/AAAAAAAAASk/XAWbwy4JVDw/s72-c/IMG_2983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5816869034759419516</id><published>2008-06-25T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:57:26.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am legend</title><content type='html'>I just have to post this...the other night micah rented this movie and i didn't know what it was about just the fact that it had Will Smith in it. I started watching it and I was like, what in the world. Micah wasn't home and i called him and asked about the movie because he hates scary movies. He didn't know what it was about either. I'm ok to watch them but this one freaked me out. I stopped the movie and waited for micah to get home to watch it with me. I shouldn' t have watched it and it scared me to death I'm still having nightmares about it and its been over a week. Especially driving at night by my self I keep waiting for some mutant to jump over my car. I'm sure many people loved it but me not so much. I don't have nightmares watching intense movies but after that one. I think I'm with Micah now... no more scary movies for me for a while. eek!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5816869034759419516?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5816869034759419516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5816869034759419516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5816869034759419516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5816869034759419516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-legend.html' title='I am legend'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3402322449658861597</id><published>2008-06-25T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:08:19.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>This seems a little weird but we went to Lagoon without our kids.  I was skeptical at going at first because i didn't want to go without my kids. But our friends asked us and they weren't taking there kids. So ya we went yesterday while my mom watched the kids all day.  I have to say it was quite nice being care free and not worrying about the kids, but i still missed them a ton.  OH boy I am getting so old.  I was so tired by the end of the day and I'm still achy.   I forgot how bad i get sick on those rides.  THere are a ton of new rides since the last time I have been there.  There is this one ride it gives me a headache just thinking about it.  After that ride i swear i was going to barf. I got so nausious. I didn't want to be a wuse so I went on every ride they went on except one.   I held up pretty good. I mean by not complaining. But when I got home I told micah I think I'm done with Lagoon for a long time. He just laughed.   Seriously even some playstation games gets  me motion sick so imagine what those rides did to me. Oh boy!!!    But overall it was fun.  Although i was kind of bummed that we didn't go on the rides that I really like ....the rattlesnake rapids and the log ride. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3402322449658861597?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3402322449658861597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3402322449658861597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3402322449658861597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3402322449658861597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-146677644385257358</id><published>2008-06-22T14:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:54:54.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGO244ShYLI/AAAAAAAAASE/w7n6wJCS_gk/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216213881724166322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGO244ShYLI/AAAAAAAAASE/w7n6wJCS_gk/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy-C9zT0I/AAAAAAAAARk/I_KJe9ZZULI/s1600-h/IMG_3151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216209572442885954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy-C9zT0I/AAAAAAAAARk/I_KJe9ZZULI/s320/IMG_3151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_QRUMwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pVOXO8_5ch0/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216209593194263298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_QRUMwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pVOXO8_5ch0/s320/IMG_3159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvRbl-KHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jkxc9fTp5A0/s1600-h/IMG_3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden has been asking go to go on a bike ride since he has learned how to ride his bike. Finally we got my bike fixed. Micah found a bike for me in the dumpster last summer at one of his job sites and it was a really nice bike it just needed some repair so we t&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvRvmFT0I/AAAAAAAAARE/fDt3dG4iO4s/s1600-h/IMG_3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216205512794001218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvRvmFT0I/AAAAAAAAARE/fDt3dG4iO4s/s320/IMG_3172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ook it to the bike store and got it fixed. We have been going on bike rides every night....The nice thing about Herriman is there are a ton of trails Aiden picks a new way to go every nig&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_ztXLnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/veEc1xY7MmU/s1600-h/IMG_3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216209602707140210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_ztXLnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/veEc1xY7MmU/s320/IMG_3179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ht. Mason loves sitting in his seat behind daddy. Mostly he knows that when we go on bikes rides we see tons of horses and we go feed the billy goats that a guy has down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday we went up to Brighton and went biking. It is so p&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvSVZvZeI/AAAAAAAAARU/tVuMjvAPHxc/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216205522942780898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvSVZvZeI/AAAAAAAAARU/tVuMjvAPHxc/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;retty up there. We also found a walking trail around a little lake that our kids enjoyed. There was a ton of snow still. Anyways there was a ton of water and Aiden of course would go through really fast on his bike and the water would spit out behind him and made a huge mud&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy9DpwAjI/AAAAAAAAARc/uJzN6i6rL1I/s1600-h/IMG_3152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216209555447349810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy9DpwAjI/AAAAAAAAARc/uJzN6i6rL1I/s320/IMG_3152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trail all down his back it was funny he looked like a skunk with a black line instead of whit&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvSEXxoVI/AAAAAAAAARM/4xLwkUJ9rHE/s1600-h/IMG_3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216205518371135826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOvSEXxoVI/AAAAAAAAARM/4xLwkUJ9rHE/s320/IMG_3144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e. On the way up there was a huge moose off the side of the road in the ri&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_G-k9LI/AAAAAAAAARs/QbMS_qfYBHk/s1600-h/IMG_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216209590699750578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOy_G-k9LI/AAAAAAAAARs/QbMS_qfYBHk/s320/IMG_3157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden was in heaven when we came to this huge excavator in the middle of our trail.&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/8219208032551602799-146677644385257358?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/146677644385257358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=146677644385257358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/146677644385257358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/146677644385257358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-new-hobby.html' title='Our new hobby'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGO244ShYLI/AAAAAAAAASE/w7n6wJCS_gk/s72-c/IMG_3158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-190779267636805309</id><published>2008-06-21T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:40:46.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Herriman Rodeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObslwb39I/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWIUZlX718w/s1600-h/IMG_3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183983776980946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObslwb39I/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWIUZlX718w/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i have to say at least one thing i like about were we live is the fireworks....There are four rodeos during the months of june and after every rodeo they do fireworks which are really good. The ro&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObs5bmoPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0QSS-BtBE4M/s1600-h/IMG_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183989058314482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObs5bmoPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0QSS-BtBE4M/s320/IMG_3112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;deo park is just down the street so all we do is put a blanket in our yard and we are set, no driving, no traffic. I love it. This last time i think i scared mason we weren't quite ready for the fireworks we&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObtZyqmYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CBTIkru-Q4M/s1600-h/IMG_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183997744978306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObtZyqmYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CBTIkru-Q4M/s320/IMG_3126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; were babysitting four other neighbor kids so our house was pretty crazy. Then all of a sudden we heard the booms. I was like ahh hurry hurry lets get out before we miss them I gathered up all the kids and ran outside and I think i scared poor mason he wouldn't look at them he kept saying "no fireworks mason's bed". He was ready for bed!&lt;br /&gt;The other night we actually went to the rodeo since Mason loves horses so much. I can't believe but t&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOafGaxanI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Fjg0CJMwYAQ/s1600-h/IMG_3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182652514691698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOafGaxanI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Fjg0CJMwYAQ/s320/IMG_3131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey actually sat through most of it. They liked it when the guys got bucked off the horses.&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/8219208032551602799-190779267636805309?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/190779267636805309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=190779267636805309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/190779267636805309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/190779267636805309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/herriman-rodeo.html' title='Herriman Rodeo'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGObslwb39I/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWIUZlX718w/s72-c/IMG_3114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1059568692037177089</id><published>2008-06-17T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:23:12.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOU-i0LiuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DiJUmk-Jbuc/s1600-h/IMG_3058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUaZtuziI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SYf-ipiZV8c/s1600-h/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216175974725373474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUaZtuziI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SYf-ipiZV8c/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUa4wQy7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Pr5K0nAkSBk/s1600-h/IMG_3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESSS finally it's warm enough for the splash park since its been warm we have been going eve&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOVlOl0hUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Zo18f35tXLg/s1600-h/IMG_3054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216177260229592386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOVlOl0hUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Zo18f35tXLg/s320/IMG_3054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ry other day.  I love the splash park its so much easier than going to a swimming pool. I can just sit and read a book and watch the kids instead of worrying about them being in a pool and going to far in the deep. Although I'm a little concerned when mason and Aiden try to drink the water coming out of the holes pretty gross if you ask me ...i think that water just cycles through over and over. They love it i bring a plastic cup and the are good for hours splashing each other. I finally got some sun on me. I'm not so ghostly anymore. Anyone wants to go the splash park &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUbP1yrzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OGvCTDUZ2X8/s1600-h/IMG_3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216175989254696754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUbP1yrzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OGvCTDUZ2X8/s320/IMG_3056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are up&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUbmeS3vI/AAAAAAAAAPE/d-t8Kl6txe0/s1600-h/IMG_3074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216175995330158322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUbmeS3vI/AAAAAAAAAPE/d-t8Kl6txe0/s320/IMG_3074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for it anytime. Aiden creating his own water park he pulled his swimming pool under this slide.   It was pretty entertaining.  &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/8219208032551602799-1059568692037177089?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1059568692037177089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1059568692037177089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1059568692037177089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1059568692037177089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/splash-park.html' title='Splash Park'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOUaZtuziI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SYf-ipiZV8c/s72-c/IMG_3060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3150423189294261789</id><published>2008-06-16T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T06:59:59.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPxyEbBEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yigiknLCM6c/s1600-h/IMG_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPyVn4DBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ad2lYDwdp_k/s1600-h/IMG_3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216170888385793042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPyVn4DBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ad2lYDwdp_k/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little late...but I just want to tell my hubby Happy Father's Day! He is the best. Luv you! For father's day I gave him guitar hero he has been hinting to me but he had no idea i was going to get it for him ...he was so surprised. Aiden helped me do a scavenger hunt for him we set up clues all around the house for him to find his present it was pretty fun. I thought i did it hard but of course micah got every clue right. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPyvVHI-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/0EiGeFmJvW8/s1600-h/IMG_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216170895286412258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPyvVHI-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/0EiGeFmJvW8/s320/IMG_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason with a rock star hair and his famous "cheez" smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOQfAofS6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KAxCN2TtJ1c/s1600-h/IMG_3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216171655845333922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOQfAofS6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KAxCN2TtJ1c/s320/IMG_3048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night we went to Grandma and Grandpa maglebys for dinner (micah's mom and dad) I love there sunday dinners they are so yummy. Happy father's day to Grandpa Dale. My kids just love him to death. Talk about a grandpa that has so much love for his grandkids he loves to be involved in each of there lives. He is full of energy and loves to play with them. Mason at least once a day goes through the house singing grandpa dale grandma pam over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3150423189294261789?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3150423189294261789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3150423189294261789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3150423189294261789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3150423189294261789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SGOPyVn4DBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ad2lYDwdp_k/s72-c/IMG_3042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5951486125585734374</id><published>2008-06-13T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:20:27.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know its the beginning of summer when school ends, t-ball season ends, the roses begin to blossom and bedtime starts after 9:30 instead of 8:00. You have to buy more than one swimsuit because thats all my kids wear during the summer..the play in the water everyday. The park becomes a daily routine. Oh and popcicles is one of the daily food groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH how I love summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Aiden's last day of preschool it was circus day and got to dress up. He wanted to dress up like superman. I have to say he was the cutest superman...micah did the final touch with his hair it was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212600207196756546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbgRVoXGkI/AAAAAAAAANE/j17wTpCTbqs/s320/6-16-08+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbjFO-U_-I/AAAAAAAAANU/vmmLwrenMCo/s1600-h/6-16-08+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212603297786298338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbjFO-U_-I/AAAAAAAAANU/vmmLwrenMCo/s320/6-16-08+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I got the pink eye from petting these horses that live down the street mason makes me take him there at least twice a day. But since the pink eye I won 't touch them. Mason keeps saying pet him, pet him. I'm like sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having fun at the park here are some pictures from the other day we took cousin quincy since his parent were at primarys with his sister getting eye surgery. We watched him all day..they had a blast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212605336195089266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbk74o2w3I/AAAAAAAAANc/MoxrCwcPbdE/s320/6-16-08+250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....until someone gets hurt, Aiden started throwing sand on Mason &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212607107629441266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbmi_vt4PI/AAAAAAAAAN0/zTyfW-cBZlw/s320/6-16-08+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and paybacks aren't fun, then Mason threw sand on Aiden. Time to go home!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212607122372604210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbmj2qwsTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/WLlpNkO-E8Y/s320/6-16-08+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5951486125585734374?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5951486125585734374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5951486125585734374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5951486125585734374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5951486125585734374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning-of-summer.html' title='The Beginning of summer'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SFbgRVoXGkI/AAAAAAAAANE/j17wTpCTbqs/s72-c/6-16-08+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4346783541441957268</id><published>2008-06-10T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:44:05.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink eye</title><content type='html'>The other day my eye started to feel funny and then it turned really red and started to hurt.  I was thinking allergies since my kids both had allergies and red eyes.  I think this was something different and then the next morning I woke up to this...I was going to post it but its pretty scary looking my eye was closed shut and oozing pretty disgusting. It hurt so bad.  By mid morning it started to open but it was red all day. Micah was embarrased to go anywhere with me it looks like someone beat me.  Then the next day the other eye was closed shut and got a horrible sore throat I just got a virus and finally after a week it went away.  EWH it was so yucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4346783541441957268?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4346783541441957268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4346783541441957268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4346783541441957268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4346783541441957268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/pink-eye.html' title='Pink eye'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6510658972631091056</id><published>2008-06-05T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:11:06.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE SAFETY</title><content type='html'>So the other day we got a thing in the mail for a free dinner at Madelines steak house for the first x amount of people that call so we called and got in. But the catch was we had to listen to a fire safety presentation. I just have to say it was the best informative meeting I have been to. I can't believe how many people have been killed in a fire. It is the number one killer for 5 year old children and younger. The factor is TIME....the guy said no one should die in a fire when a fire starts you have to get out in two to three minutes or usually someone doesn't make it out. It so sad he showed us a lot of newspaper articles of people that didn't make it out because there smoke alarms didn't go off and for some reason fires usually start in the night when people are sleeping...don't know why. People usually don't wake up in enough time and then it's too late to get everyone out. He also said smoke usually kills people before the fire. It gets in your lungs and then it causes you to ...oh whats that word I can't think of it but he said its the same as being drunk. So when you have too much smoke inhaled your thinking is off and you can't remember how to get out of your house. The whole time I was in this meeting i was thinking about my boys being at grandma's house and is grandmas house safe?. For example don't have all your appliances plugged in...check the lint in your dryer, make sure you don't have batteries stored in junk drawers with flammable items in there as well. Don't store paint or gas containers in mechanical room. ( who does that? but there are people that do). Clean your smoke alarms by dusting them off...a note he said in most cases smoke alarms will not go off when there is an actual fire because the smoke particles are so big that it usually bounces over the sensor and doesn't set it off...I know weird. It always goes off when you have a small cooking fire though. So if you don't have a fire extinguisher now please go get one ....his advice store it in your bedrooms. Make sure its not a plastic one it should be metal. Check batteries in your smoke alarm. Have a fire escape plan for your family especially for the little ones so they know to get out instead of hide under a bed. Have something to break a window ...the window usually won't open in a fire due to the heat. So yes I am buying a fire extinguisher today probably a couple. You always think it won't happen to you but you never know. Since fire has killed more people than people killed in all the wars combined. I hope this lhelps in being prepared in case of a fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6510658972631091056?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6510658972631091056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6510658972631091056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6510658972631091056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6510658972631091056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/fire-safetyplease-read.html' title='FIRE SAFETY'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2027127889038895686</id><published>2008-06-03T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:40:47.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidens curiosity</title><content type='html'>This was cute so I am journaling it in my blog....In the car today while driving home from school Aiden said "How does Heavenly Father see us when we are hiding or under a roof in our house or car" (He is so random). Anyway I replied with, he is Amazing and can do and see everything, he created this earth, and the mountains and the animals.....then Aiden said " the animals? even crocodiles, I don't like them, why'd he create those?"  I love all the questions he has been asking. Then he added "did he even create boogers, cuz those are gross, what about owies did he create those." Then the questions kept coming....This kid just makes me laugh all day long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2027127889038895686?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2027127889038895686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2027127889038895686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2027127889038895686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2027127889038895686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/aidens-curiosity.html' title='Aidens curiosity'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1545641269125535229</id><published>2008-05-31T06:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:58:50.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly....</title><content type='html'>Really why do I bother.....I spent all day deep cleaning my house scrubbing floors and walls I need to do it more often but I think why? so in a few seconds Mason will spill all of his lunch, breakfast or dinner on the kitchen floor ( he spills everything) and then drip his sippy cup through the house, or Harley ( dog) will take a sippy cup off the kids table and chew the lid right off so it spills all over the carpet or get into the garbage can and drag it all through the house when we are not home. Or boys not concentrating on aiming....so gross!!!!!  Yes this it what happened right after I spent hours cleaning.   Ugh!!  But then I think again...it feels so nice to have a spotless house for just a moment ...yes only moments I say, because thats how long my house stays spotless after cleaning up.  I figure thats my job....but sometimes i dream that I can be like samantha on bewitch and with a twitch of my nose...walla the house is clean. Oh how nice would that be but I will just continue dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1545641269125535229?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1545641269125535229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1545641269125535229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1545641269125535229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1545641269125535229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/honestly.html' title='Honestly....'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4421708031437538959</id><published>2008-05-30T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:29:47.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Aiden!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He finally did it...he finally learned how to ride his bike without training wheels. He has been riding his cousins pink princess bike for awhile since i ran over his thomas bike and broke the training wheels off it. The pink bike had training wheels that were off set. So he knew when the little wheels weren't touching that he was balancing. I told him to keep practicing and soon he will be able to ride his thomas bike without training wheels. He wanted to learn because our adult neighbors were making fun of him for riding a girls bike....I did take off the princess stickers so it didn't look so girly. The other night we told him lets go try and easy as pie he did it on the first try. He hasn't been off it since he learned how. (where's Aiden.?..let me guess riding his bike) he loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First try....nice job!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206516428060189522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEFDGyPDY1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ysKa9iUMzFo/s320/5-30-08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah demonstrating.....ha ha!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206516432355156834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEFDHCPDY2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/YMI_qYqlRXs/s320/5-30-08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...............still on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206296555799405330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="363" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB7IiPDYxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gUDOd9rdfUo/s320/5-30-08+059.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showing me that he is all geared up just in case he falls he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206296568684307234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB7JSPDYyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/V6v3UZvNVxo/s320/5-30-08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mason wanting to try just like brother. A few more years mase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206296572979274546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB7JiPDYzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qu2-qVa1gNk/s320/5-30-08+041.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/8219208032551602799-4421708031437538959?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4421708031437538959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4421708031437538959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4421708031437538959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4421708031437538959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-aiden.html' title='Yeah Aiden!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEFDGyPDY1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ysKa9iUMzFo/s72-c/5-30-08+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2465888873524644544</id><published>2008-05-30T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:08:41.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Golfers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB1xyPDYtI/AAAAAAAAALo/VkVK89KuO3E/s1600-h/5-30-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206290667399242450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB1xyPDYtI/AAAAAAAAALo/VkVK89KuO3E/s320/5-30-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nice position, but other way mason&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiden has been wanting to go golfing for sometime now. There is a golf course by his school and usually once a week he will remind me that we need to go. So we finally did but we did mom's version which is miniature golf. I think he wanted to go golfing just to drive the carts. To his disappointment there were no golf carts. It was fun, although it started to down pour good thing we were almost done. I think that was my kids favorite part was being able to play in the rain. I think Mason and Aiden did better than i did...it seriously takes me more than three times to get that ball into that little hole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206290675989177058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB1ySPDYuI/AAAAAAAAALw/kuYTWSBS9A4/s320/5-30-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did i know he was going to aim it right for that puddle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206290688874078962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB1zCPDYvI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YydW5geP1a4/s320/5-30-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2465888873524644544?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2465888873524644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2465888873524644544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2465888873524644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2465888873524644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-golfers.html' title='Little Golfers'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SEB1xyPDYtI/AAAAAAAAALo/VkVK89KuO3E/s72-c/5-30-08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4780272344470615472</id><published>2008-05-27T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:05:45.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Ghost talking</title><content type='html'>Today we got back to our house from the park and our power is out. Ugh! I heard Aiden in the back room saying something about his heart and then i heard him saying something about the Holy Ghost. I asked him what did you say....he said his heart is blinking and that the Holy Ghost is telling him to get out of the house now. Then I said really, and he said YES very dramatic. So i said Okay lets get out of here then. Nothing happened. I thought I would act on it so he knows that when the Holy Ghost is telling him something he should do it. I just had this lesson in relief society last week. He must have had the same lesson in primary. It was touching that at age 4 he knows that the Holy Ghost does talk to you and you should listen to his promptings. My little boy is growing up so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4780272344470615472?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4780272344470615472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4780272344470615472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4780272344470615472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4780272344470615472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/holy-ghost-talking.html' title='The Holy Ghost talking'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2652663094753570864</id><published>2008-05-25T16:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:22:42.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustang Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDspwyPDYsI/AAAAAAAAALc/NumifQETOeQ/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204799712452108994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDspwyPDYsI/AAAAAAAAALc/NumifQETOeQ/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to do a mustang post. Since Micah's number one love in his life are mustangs besides his family and yes he has gotten Aiden loving them just as much as he does. Aiden can spot a mustang from anywhere and it doesn't matter what model it is he knows it's a mustang. So when he turned three for christmas we got him a powerwheel mustang. I have to say it is the best thing we have invested. He has had it for a year and a half and we have had to replace the tires three times already. He says when he grows up he is going to have an orange mustang since orange is his favorite color. Then he wants a mustang monster truck to drive to work ( there is no such thing as one...but we won't burst his bubble yet) He is a natural at driving it's in his gene since micah loves to drive. He quickly learned how to do 180's down the steep hill of our neighbors driveway. Micah wants to put him in gocart racing when he turns five. I think he will love it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2652663094753570864?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2652663094753570864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2652663094753570864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2652663094753570864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2652663094753570864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/mustang-tribute.html' title='Mustang Tribute'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDspwyPDYsI/AAAAAAAAALc/NumifQETOeQ/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7608984609494942643</id><published>2008-05-24T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:09:30.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>We celebrated our Anniversary last night. I can't believe it has been 7 years. It was actually last tuesday the 19th. We went to the Marriot at thanksgiving point. It was really nice. We didn't get there until late but really we just wanted to get away to have a day to sleep in without kids waking us up. We sure did we didn't get up until 10:00 it was so nice and they had breakfast which was really good too. Then we went to massage envy for a couples massage....i think i was in heaven it was so relaxing. I know i shouldn 't share family secrets but this is so hilarious.....so actually the massage was for last night but micah made me cancel (I can't say why because Micah read my post and made me delete it but it's so hilarious.) Lets just say it involved a John and Co. He he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Life in the last seven years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We got married&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moved into our house in North Salt Lake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I joined a bonco group thats what happens when you get married.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;micah started his own business...Alpha liner of Layton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finished up some more classes at the UofU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I became a young women teacher( loved every minute of it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Micah became young mens president&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got certified to be an accountant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I worked as an accountant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;became a database production analyst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Beautiful baby Aiden was born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Micah's business went under that he worked so hard to build ..( due to the 911 tragedy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Micah started as a foreman at his friends construction company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Built a house in Herriman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Beautiful baby Mason was born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got opportunity to work at home. Then later layed off.&lt;/em&gt; (bummer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm a full time mommy (for the moment and loving every minute)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats our life&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;summed up for the last seven&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;years and more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Anniversary Honey....I know I don't express it as much as I should but I love you despite of all my nagging. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah with the boys.....the best dad ever, as you can see when dad's home mommy is out of the picture. They have such a close bond&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204153517442556498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjeDSPDYlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kJEnEZ19V_8/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7608984609494942643?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7608984609494942643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7608984609494942643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7608984609494942643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7608984609494942643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjeDSPDYlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kJEnEZ19V_8/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-278648235933431700</id><published>2008-05-17T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:41:18.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Masons birthday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCuSPDYfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TVD7gnLkvEc/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204123469851353586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCuSPDYfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TVD7gnLkvEc/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated Mason's birthday today with the fam. I didn't do a one year party so i decided to do one this year. It was such a crazy day today I wish Micah didn't have to work. From taking Aiden to soccer , but first running to get team treats. Then going to the grocery store, then getting the boys hair cut and&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCvCPDYgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q_Qijv6tyh0/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204123482736255490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCvCPDYgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q_Qijv6tyh0/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then going to the bank. Coming home and starting the birthday cake.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCwSPDYiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t_a-z8am2Vo/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204123504211092002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCwSPDYiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t_a-z8am2Vo/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...oh then i forgot about Aiden's t-ball pictures so I had to run real quick and go do them. Coming home and giving me an hour to make the cake bath the kids, go get pizza for the party and fill up all the water balloons and pac&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCviPDYhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0l7cesFWzw0/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204123491326190098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCviPDYhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0l7cesFWzw0/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;k everything up to go to the park for the party....Where is micah.grrrr!!! I got it all done and the party turned out nice. We had it at the park by our house. It was a lot of fun. It was such a nice day Aiden wanted to do water balloons and squirt guns for all the cousins. And oh boy everyone got so soaked including &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCxSPDYjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WCKVnl33Rpk/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204123521390961202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCxSPDYjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WCKVnl33Rpk/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Dale it was so hilarious I have never seen him run before and he was running from every grandkid trying to soak him. They all got each other good. Mason loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-278648235933431700?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/278648235933431700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=278648235933431700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/278648235933431700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/278648235933431700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/masons-birthday-party.html' title='Masons birthday party'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjCuSPDYfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TVD7gnLkvEc/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-427422244758739588</id><published>2008-05-15T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:33:25.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He's two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3CPDYaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VL31u79DUa4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204119222128697762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3CPDYaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VL31u79DUa4/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-4iPDYeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1v6eFu4C48o/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe Mason is two already. Oh my goodness. He h&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3yPDYcI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ScLQBZZ8GCI/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204119235013599682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3yPDYcI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ScLQBZZ8GCI/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as grown so much in the last 5 months. I remember at 18 months i thought is he ever going to talk and now he won 't shut up. He says full sentences now. He is so stinkin cute and he amazes me at some of the things he says. Although he gets most of it from his big brother. His ne&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3SPDYbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9DAjw2evvoA/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204119226423665074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3SPDYbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9DAjw2evvoA/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w saying is "whats up guys" and sometimes he says " whats up dude" he says that to every little kid he sees at the park or store. He got a new choo choo track and him and Aiden were up until 11:00 playing with the train set. Thats what he wanted for his birthday is "choo choo tra&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-4CPDYdI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5MAkqsWsHR8/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204119239308566994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-4CPDYdI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5MAkqsWsHR8/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cks" he kept telling me and a "nay" (horse) he loves horses. When we are outside he says "bye momma see nays" there are horses a few houses down and he wants to walk over there every day to see them...maybe one day we will have to go horse back riding. For right now he just likes to see them. He chickens out when it comes to petting them. When we are driving he spots every horse, bobcat and big trucks there are and gets so excited. It's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;His favorite things to do&lt;/span&gt; .....ride his bike, play with brother and daddy, go to grandma's house. Sit on his dog harley. Play tractors in the dirt and go to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;His favorite toy&lt;/span&gt;.... has to be his baby mickey doll, and what ever big brother is playing with. He likes thomas the tank, mqueen, mickey and bobcats and horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;His favorite foods&lt;/span&gt;...He loves to eat icecream, otto pops and pizza, and chips and everything has to have some kind of dip.  I know I know so healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;His favorite saying&lt;/span&gt;...."whats up dude" " thankyou ? he always says a name after thankyou either broder, daddy etc...."lets hide" "more popsicle" " big hug" "lets play" "come on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Favorite songs&lt;/span&gt;....He loves to sing Jesus wants me for a sunbeam, patty cake, the wheels on the bus, spider man them song, itsy bitsy spider, twinkle twinkle and the ABC's.&lt;br /&gt;He loves to over exagerate his owies. It's so funny and wants you to kiss everything better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-427422244758739588?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/427422244758739588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=427422244758739588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/427422244758739588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/427422244758739588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-two.html' title='He&apos;s two'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi-3CPDYaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VL31u79DUa4/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-383654030791616347</id><published>2008-05-11T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:07:48.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Aiden and Mason helping Dad make dinner for Mother's Day.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uCPDYXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uvemfpbnrRg/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204114669463363954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uCPDYXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uvemfpbnrRg/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uSPDYYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1DP9b77iqBo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204114673758331266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uSPDYYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1DP9b77iqBo/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Micah's homemade Strawberry Heaven cake Sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uyPDYZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JW1NRDVrNOs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204114682348265874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uyPDYZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JW1NRDVrNOs/s200/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the best Mother's Day ever.....it's the first time I didn't have to cook a meal. My brother made half the dinner and Micah made the other half....yep Micah actually made something and it was sooooo good. He made this spinach fruit salad and a strawberry heaven cake Oh my goodness it was so good. Him and the boys surprised me with a cricut. I had no idea he was goin to get one. He's like you have only been hinting for one for the last two years. He he...I only asked him to do the laundry for me for one day but the cricut was a much better present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-383654030791616347?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/383654030791616347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=383654030791616347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/383654030791616347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/383654030791616347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi6uCPDYXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uvemfpbnrRg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3897079668087511017</id><published>2008-05-05T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:39:33.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The miracle of rice!</title><content type='html'>I have had my phone dropped in water about a dozen of times i think it had 12 lives. But this last drop in about did it. I couldn't get it to work and then someone told micah to put it in a bag of rice (it sucks out all the water apparently). It worked.  So when my camera got dropped in water i decided to do the same thing. Surprise Surprise it worked. I cried for joy. I can't live without my camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3897079668087511017?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3897079668087511017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3897079668087511017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3897079668087511017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3897079668087511017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/miracle-of-rice.html' title='The miracle of rice!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3924680225478692537</id><published>2008-05-04T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:44:50.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crud!!!</title><content type='html'>So I finally found my camera....and I started to cry.   I found it in the bottom of the washing machine.   I swear I checked my jacket pocket for my camera but apparently I didn't.  This is the fourth camera i have had in the last 5 years.  It was the nicest one too. I am so sad I don't know what I'm going to do without my camera every day. sigh!    I just hope it is fixable but i doubt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3924680225478692537?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3924680225478692537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3924680225478692537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3924680225478692537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3924680225478692537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-crud.html' title='Oh Crud!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5192633465093609216</id><published>2008-04-30T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:41:22.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day with grandma nance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjt1CPDYqI/AAAAAAAAALM/HMaJ2BSFqrk/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204170864815465122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjt1CPDYqI/AAAAAAAAALM/HMaJ2BSFqrk/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjt1yPDYrI/AAAAAAAAALU/4BgmRED9RlM/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204170877700367026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjt1yPDYrI/AAAAAAAAALU/4BgmRED9RlM/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Grandma had kyla and quincy so we decided to go to Discovery Gateway. They had so much fun....i think i lost my camera i can't find it anywhere....UGH!! I haven't been there for awhile and they have lots of new stuff to do upstairs. We were there for so long. I couldn't get them to leave. There favorite part is still the water zone and the construction zone. By the end of the day my mom was so done. Its so funny she can't really handle four kids all day. I just laugh she's like i don't know how you have the patience because i don't. He he. I just thought to myself it's because you are getting older grandmas aren't supposed to have patience with four little kids all day long. The next day she slept all day long. Ha ha. Days like this i wish my dad was still around to see all the grandkids he has. I could picture him now playing with them at the lego part at the museum building the biggest lego statue. Oh dad how we miss you and how Aiden talks about grandpa kerry everytime he sees a big semi....he always says "thats what grandpa Kerry drove".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things that i remember about my dad....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- always reading or watching some kind of western or scary movie on tv&lt;br /&gt;- always thinking he is the most old fashion person there is...but really he wasn't i think all kids think there parents are old fashion.&lt;br /&gt;- buying me the most updated cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;- looking at cars and buying one even though my mom had no idea and she always got mad when he did it. he he.&lt;br /&gt;- Home town buffet ---yuck! but it was his favorite place to go out to eat when we did go out.&lt;br /&gt;- ordering take out at the chinese place in Riverton and ordering beef and pea pods.&lt;br /&gt;- sending me to go get him a banana shake, chicken cordon blue at the river queen.&lt;br /&gt;- his yummy dinners, he made up his own recipes I would ask him for the recipe and he'd say a little of this a little of that.....why didn't i write them down. Dang! I miss his chicken enchilada recipe.&lt;br /&gt;- just giving me money with out my mom knowing when i was a poor college student.&lt;br /&gt;- lecturing me about always driving on E ( empty gas)&lt;br /&gt;- my close friends teasing him and vice versa and new friends being scared of him because he always looked so grumpy but really was just a big tender heart.&lt;br /&gt;- Always giving when we had nothing to give, yep my mom got mad at him a few times for that&lt;br /&gt;- Motorcycles. He loved driving his harley motorcycle until he wrecked it.&lt;br /&gt;- Fishing...he always took me fishing for the day....i remember always complaining that I was too hot or bored and wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;- Going on road trips with him ( he drove truck) it was fun especially when we went to washington D.C that was my last trip with him until i thought i was too old to go with him.&lt;br /&gt;- Always asking me how to spell something( it was so annoying)&lt;br /&gt;- He always bought new clothes for him and then not ever wearing them. His closet was full of new clothes with tags on them.&lt;br /&gt;- Thinking I was done with my Christmas shopping until Christmas eve when he said "lets go". We spent all day at the crazy mall shopping for my mom when i already told him i finished her for the both of us...but it was never enough for him he had to get her more. ..so cute and expensive!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Paying me a dollar to make his bed he knew it had to be made before mom got home.&lt;br /&gt;- Showing me how to vaccuum so you wouldn't see foot steps and only seeing vaccuum lines.&lt;br /&gt;- Always having a trucking dog. I think he went through 2 shebas, 5 shorty's and 3 ikes before he finally kept one that didn't get stolen, ran over or sick. His name was Ike too, his best friend, oh were they a pair. I don't know why he named all his dogs the same name...probably because he knew how to spell those names and pronounce them.&lt;br /&gt;- Always giving me a hug...when i thought that was so childish ---yep me being a stupid teenager, I wish i could get one of those hugs now.&lt;br /&gt;- He always would say I hope i die before ike which he did and ike died a couple years later. Probably from a broken heart he missed my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it will be five years in just a few weeks. How the time goes by and I still miss him just as much. I wish my boys new him they would have had so much fun with him. I am so thankful for the plan of salvation and the knowledge of the gospel knowing that we will see him again.&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/8219208032551602799-5192633465093609216?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5192633465093609216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5192633465093609216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5192633465093609216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5192633465093609216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/discovery-gateway.html' title='Day with grandma nance'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDjt1CPDYqI/AAAAAAAAALM/HMaJ2BSFqrk/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3801780455251922794</id><published>2008-04-25T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:50:20.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiden's thought of the day</title><content type='html'>He always has these crazy questions and I'm always like uh....I don't know maybe we should ask dad.   But anyway on the way home from preschool out of the blue he said "mom how does santa gets the stuff off the roof" stunned by the question I was like what stuff?   He said the toys how does he get them off the roof.  I said he puts them down the chimney. Then hes like well howd he get my mustang ( his powerwheel car that he got two christmas ago) off the roof.  It's so funny the things he thinks of and the things he remembers from so long ago.  For example when we went to the polar express he's like hey this is the way to Thomas ....he remembered that from two years ago going to A  day out with Thomas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3801780455251922794?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3801780455251922794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3801780455251922794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3801780455251922794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3801780455251922794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/aidens-thought-of-day.html' title='Aiden&apos;s thought of the day'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3282758969962478005</id><published>2008-04-19T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:17:41.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the ZOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA-ZAgt29ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xqaan2rPsrg/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192537129442801042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA-ZAgt29ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xqaan2rPsrg/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise they found the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA-VCwt29SI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0KjAb_fxnCU/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192532770050995490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="341" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA-VCwt29SI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0KjAb_fxnCU/s320/079.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally a bit of nice weather except for the crappy wind. We decided to enjoy it and go to the zoo. Mason's favorites ...the monkeys butt. The ones that look like they have a big bubble gum bum. He kept saying more more bum. Ha ha. After we saw the monkeys every other animal he wanted to see there bums. Oh it made me laugh. Aidens favorites.....he said he liked it all. I think he liked the train ride the best. We didn't have time to play in the kid play area or else that probably would have been his fav.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to get on the train. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3282758969962478005?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3282758969962478005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3282758969962478005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3282758969962478005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3282758969962478005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/trip-to-zoo.html' title='Trip to the ZOO'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA-ZAgt29ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xqaan2rPsrg/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7657328363717532712</id><published>2008-04-17T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:28:16.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz_PbpznJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KcZpibznRhc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191805111037566098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz_PbpznJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KcZpibznRhc/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz-ULpznHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/r1w2zMoy1pI/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191804093130316914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="330" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz-ULpznHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/r1w2zMoy1pI/s320/015.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz7V7pznDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VolyfHBRmww/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191800824660204594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz7V7pznDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VolyfHBRmww/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAzeH7pznBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TiHb1-0g0aY/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191768698304830482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="354" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAzeH7pznBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TiHb1-0g0aY/s320/020.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been bored all day this stupid weather why can't it be warm already. Ugh! When micah got home we decided to go bowling. It is so embarassing to say that i was ever on a bowling league. I am so crappy at least i broke a 100. Aiden got his first spare all by himself. He didn't even use the bumpers, After that he thought he was all pro. He was giving Dad instructions on how to bowl. Mason thought it was fun to roll the ball at first he thought it was a soccer ball kicking it down the aisle. He learned how to give high fives after a strike. &lt;a name="7173605036543595639"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aiden bowled Aiden did a spin dance on the floor it was hilarious soon after Mason joined him...Mason was more interested in the nachos. But soon got the hang of bowling. "more more" he would say after each turn. Aiden loved his bowling shoes he cried when he had to return them. He said " see you shouldn't have given me these because i wouldn't have had a fit to keep them" man how old is he 12. my goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Edit" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;amp;widgetType=Profile&amp;amp;widgetId=Profile1&amp;amp;action=editWidget" target="configProfile1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7657328363717532712?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7657328363717532712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7657328363717532712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7657328363717532712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7657328363717532712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-have-been-bored-all-day-this-stupid.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SAz_PbpznJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KcZpibznRhc/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6696302073940798893</id><published>2008-04-14T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:17:07.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what a helper</title><content type='html'>I was putting mason down for a nap today and i thought aiden was in his room but nope. the last couple of days he has just been leaving the house without telling me.  The next thing i knew he came strolling in the house and said brendan wasnt home im like ya he's at school and why did you leave without telling me.  Apparently he was bored then he looked out the window, ran outside and got his shovel and said I'm going go help sammy's mom in the yard.  He saw from like seven houses down that sammy and his mom were doing yard work. He wanted to help his mom.  He loves helping in the yard i hope he still likes it when he gets older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6696302073940798893?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6696302073940798893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6696302073940798893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6696302073940798893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6696302073940798893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-helper.html' title='what a helper'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-7443488986329455999</id><published>2008-04-11T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:24:41.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0Fo7pznNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lDIdHSqPaXE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191812146193997010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0Fo7pznNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lDIdHSqPaXE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0FprpznOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fwpadVomPLE/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191812159078898914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0FprpznOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fwpadVomPLE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0Fp7pznPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Nw9Lgkrbbsg/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191812163373866226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0Fp7pznPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Nw9Lgkrbbsg/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my crap! so i let my boys go out back to play with there tractors and seriously i left them out there for two minutes alone just to find my shoes and go out. What a surprise I saw ....two little boys that are in deep trouble, they were covered in mud from head to toe well mostly Mason since Aiden helped cover mud on him. They were such a mess. I can't believe they found the smallest little water puddle and stirred in dirt. To make walla mud! THE JOYS OF BOYS!!!! bathing them five times a day. Man did they have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-7443488986329455999?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7443488986329455999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=7443488986329455999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7443488986329455999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/7443488986329455999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-in.html' title='OH NO!!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SA0Fo7pznNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lDIdHSqPaXE/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-2182550514778093263</id><published>2008-04-09T10:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:55:50.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what today is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi4_yPDYVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/oHLg0EiFE64/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204112775382786386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi4_yPDYVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/oHLg0EiFE64/s200/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi5ASPDYWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ghr93EJKcoo/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204112783972720994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi5ASPDYWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ghr93EJKcoo/s200/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning Aiden jumps out of bed which he never does and runs to me and says " mom mom guess what today is" uh school day. Hes like no SOCCER DAY!!! he remembered from a few days ago that he starts his soccer practise today. I couldn't believe he remembered I have never seen him so excited before other than getting a new toy tractor. We went to practise oh my gosh so freakin cold, but he didn't care he got his orange soccer ball and started joining in with the others. It was a clinic so there were some real players there showing the kids some tricks. It made me laugh to see him trying to bump it with his head. Of course mason kept stealing everyones soccer balls. I hope everyone found there missing soccer balls because i just left them i didn't know where he took them from. He loved it as much as Aiden and he was pretty good at it he kicked the ball just like the others. My only concern is when Aiden starts his game how in the heck am i going to get mason to stay off the field..EEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-2182550514778093263?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2182550514778093263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=2182550514778093263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2182550514778093263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/2182550514778093263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-what-today-is.html' title='guess what today is?'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SDi4_yPDYVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/oHLg0EiFE64/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-4110195422940263911</id><published>2008-04-09T10:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:52:38.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EEK! I finally cut my hair</title><content type='html'>Oh boy, after years of saying i want to cut my hair i finally did it. It brings back memories before i was married i had the same hair cut. It feels so much better it was in need of a major cut. I kept telling micah what if i cut my hair and the usual micah response is ok. Not the one i was hoping for. For example " ya that would be cute, or no i like your hair." ugh! so i did it and he said was "do you like it". WOW! i took it as a why'd you do that. Oh well too late now. But the next morning Aiden says, "mom i really like your hair" That did it for me. It was so cute the way he said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-4110195422940263911?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4110195422940263911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=4110195422940263911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4110195422940263911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/4110195422940263911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/eek-i-finally-did-it_09.html' title='EEK! I finally cut my hair'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1691438776601979738</id><published>2008-04-08T10:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:29:54.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>911 call oops!</title><content type='html'>Okay so the other day. I called micah on his cell phone and for some weird reason it called 911 at the same time but yet it went to micahs cell. So i didn't know i even called 911. his first numbers are 915. anyways it did this last summer like 4 times and they would call back and confirm that i could speak at my own free will and blah blah!!! but this time apparently they called back but i was in the shower so i didn't get it the next thing i knew was police man were trying to get into my house. I hurried and threw my dumb dog in the bedroom he was the one scaring them from entering the house and ran and got dressed and when i looked they were entering the back door. I was like hi. They said uhm we got a 911 call are you okay and i confirmed ya. They asked if aiden was playing on the phone and told them what probably happened. Then they went on to lecture me about leaving all my doors open. but then i thought well you werent able to get in because of my dog. But ya it was really embarassing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1691438776601979738?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1691438776601979738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1691438776601979738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1691438776601979738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1691438776601979738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/911-call-oops_08.html' title='911 call oops!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-1944728747325624373</id><published>2008-03-04T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:02:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day!!</title><content type='html'>I can definitely tell when Aiden is sick. It's when I don't hear "mom come play with me" every two minutes.  Poor little guy All day today and yesterday he laid on the couch. Yesterday he slept all day and today he watched toons all day and his favorite movie "sky high". What luck the day my insurance goes away (I got laid-off) my kid gets sick he hasn't been sick all year long and now he gets it.  Although it's sad that your kids get sick but sometimes I enjoy it because they just want to be cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey and Me.......&lt;br /&gt;Since big brother has been sick Mason had to find a new replacement oh and he did. He has been playing with Aiden's big Mickey the mouse doll. It is so hilarious he calls it his "baby" and he seriously treats it like his baby.  Well micah here is the girl we don't have yet. He he!! Mason made me rock mickey and sing him a lullaby because he kept saying "ky ky"  meaning the mickey was crying and i had to hold him to make him stop. Seriously this went on for a good 2 hours. Then he wanted mickey to have diaper on so i put a diaper on him and Mason wouldn't get dressed until I dressed mickey....so yep i had to find some baby clothes to put mickey in ...Oh! and that wasn't it and the  mickey  needed a "bop" which in the magleby house is another name for his sippy cup. Finally he wrapped mickey in a blanket and he put him to sleep. What a relief for mom. Caring for mickey all day was wearing me out. Oh and the funny thing is that he was feeding mickey his gogurt ...yep it was all over mickeys mouth. Ugh! what a mess. Then today he wouldn't bath unless mickey bathed so he put him in the shower while he took a bath. Then after he set him down and pretend to read a book to him.  I have to say this is good training I guess for when we have another. Just relatively speaking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-1944728747325624373?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1944728747325624373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=1944728747325624373' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1944728747325624373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/1944728747325624373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day!!'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-311411156217452224</id><published>2007-08-28T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T15:11:33.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiden's First day of preschool</title><content type='html'>Our little boy is growing up although he had a few months of preschool prior to the start of the school year.  He was ready to go back. Daddy dropped him off this morning to meet his new teachers and he was sad that he Ms. Sarah and Ms. Jamie was not his teachers again but i kept telling him he will get new ones I guess he didn't quite understand. He was a bit gloomy until one of his new teachers came over and gave him his name tag with a picture of Red on it from the cars movie. He was all excited and then left dad's lap gave him a big hug and a kiss and went off to play. I picked him up during my lunch break. He was in such a good mood and had to tell me in his loud voice while leaving the class room that he got two new teachers. ( he must have liked them)  He made a fruit loop necklace and said his teachers told him he couldn't eat it until he got home. He said there were a lot of girls in his class and i asked him if they were cute and in a soft embarrassing voice he said yess.  It was cute. I could tell that he had a good day. He was really happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-311411156217452224?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/311411156217452224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=311411156217452224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/311411156217452224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/311411156217452224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/aidens-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Aiden&apos;s First day of preschool'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-909804700517910321</id><published>2007-08-20T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:24:35.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Day</title><content type='html'>Today I took the boys to the Discovery Gateway ( aka childrens museum). Well actually it wasn't planned I had to go do an errand uptown and then Aiden randomly said " mom I want to go to that one place with a helicopter and a bridge" at first i was like, huh?? and then i realized what he was talking about. Which is funny because the bridge is just a little pathway in the gateway mall to get to the museum I can't believed he remembered that. He remembers the most random things. For example i was folding a shirt of micah's and he said dad wore that and got wet in it. Micah wore that same shirt when we went boating.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we went to the museum and the boys loved it. This time Mason is a few months older than the last time and what a difference it makes. He could do a lot more things on his own this time. It was really nice i could just sit and watch the both of them just play. He is only 15 months old but what a smart little guy. They had so much fun. But then they got hungry and we didn't make it to the helicopter. Oh well we went to the splash pad at gateway and Aiden ran through it and his pants fell off. It was cute he looked back and smiled and then yelled "MOM" come pull up my pants. Then we came home and slept for three hours it was nice especially for me.&lt;br /&gt;Mason learned how to say "BYE BYE" for the first time. We went to the grocery store and when we walked out he was waving to the passing cars saying bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-909804700517910321?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/909804700517910321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/909804700517910321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/discovery-day.html' title='Discovery Day'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-3597755259993418609</id><published>2007-08-10T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:57:06.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Braggin Parents</title><content type='html'>I just have to write about my kids....they are the funniest boys ever they always make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden is growing up way too fast I can't believe he is 3 1/2. The thing that kid says and does.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say he is growing up such a little man...he is sooo good, so polite and caring. He always says his please ( well most of the time). One of thing he does is  get daddy and mommy in trouble everytime we say a bad word...and those bad words are (shutup, stupid, hate, dumb, gravy and any other word he doesnt recognize) but everytime we are in a conversation he always buts in and says " we can't say that" and he does this at least 10 times a day. A little annoying but oh well he is learning right from wrong right now. He is so funny his favorite things to do is ride his mustang, his bike and play in the dirt and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-3597755259993418609?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3597755259993418609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=3597755259993418609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3597755259993418609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/3597755259993418609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/braggin-parents.html' title='Braggin Parents'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-6986745921912662855</id><published>2007-08-08T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:28:27.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the doctors office</title><content type='html'>What a morning.....It was a laugh then a kirplunk then a flat out scream and cry from both boys, but actually one of them was hurt just the other one was horrified of what happened. Mason was running and ran into the corner of the air vents in the wall and blood was gushing everywhere it was pretty horrifying as a mother. I grabbed him and immediately put him in the sink. Micah got him all cleaned off while I was trying to calm Aiden down. Poor little guys. When he was all cleaned up there was a little dent in his forehead. I took him to the doctors and they decided just to glue stitch it since it wasn't that deep and stitches would leave a bigger scar than it already will. While we were at the doctors office. Aiden said "Mommy I hope Mason will be okay? it was so cute and sweet. He really loves his little brother. He always cries more than Mason does when mason gets hurt. That whole day Aiden was really careful with Mason going really slow on his mustang so mason won't bonk his head. We will definitely be Masons protector when they get older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-6986745921912662855?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6986745921912662855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=6986745921912662855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6986745921912662855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/6986745921912662855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/trip-to-doctors-office.html' title='Trip to the doctors office'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8219208032551602799.post-5186081285841627695</id><published>2007-08-03T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:39:06.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Wheeler trip</title><content type='html'>It was the annual four wheeler trip in and around magleby mountain. I decided i wanted to go this year since i haven't been since Aiden was born. I was planning on having my mom watch him but then plans didn't go as well. So I decided to rough it out and take him on the four wheeler trip. We took Toms RV which was really fun, Cory and Abram joined us on the trip. Aiden was in heaven that Abram could come.  Friday morning we met our group the Lot family and headed up the trails.  I put Mason in a carrier on my back and Aiden and Dad drove together. Immediately Mason fell asleep. He loves rides thats how I put him to sleep at home is by driving him around the neighbor hood. I was pretty surprised - but he did better than i thought He cried for a little while until we figured out the right position for him...which was in front of me facing me while i covered his blanket over him. I thought he fell asleep but micah said his little face was always peeking out of the blanket. It was a fun trip ...Aiden loved it and actually drove part of the way. The next day we went to magleby mountain so all the boys could help out Dale to lay cement in the shed. So again we drove our4wheelers up and this time we got smart well actually Cory did. we Hooked up masons car seat to the four wheeler. It was perfect!!&lt;br /&gt;He liked it just didn't like the wind all that much.  On the way up Aiden was telling Dad all about which trees he liked.....he didn't like the brown ones...which were the dead onesl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8219208032551602799-5186081285841627695?l=maglebyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5186081285841627695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8219208032551602799&amp;postID=5186081285841627695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5186081285841627695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8219208032551602799/posts/default/5186081285841627695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maglebyfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/four-wheeler-trip.html' title='Four Wheeler trip'/><author><name>magleby4</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1skeJJL8SWw/SJ4TkXiymNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cPL-L_90HFA/s1600-R/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
