<?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-3828370315148785839</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:29:00.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-1275806865645334141</id><published>2009-11-30T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:01:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please VOTE for My Neice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.exploremodeling.com/Contest/Faceof_ELF_2010/17944/Rebecca_Mohler.aspx"&gt;http://www.exploremodeling.com/Contest/Faceof_ELF_2010/17944/Rebecca_Mohler.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need all the help we can get!! Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-1275806865645334141?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1275806865645334141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=1275806865645334141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/1275806865645334141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/1275806865645334141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-vote-for-my-neice.html' title='Please VOTE for My Neice!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-5652178636599045534</id><published>2009-09-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:00:37.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet LaRee Rees 09-11-09</title><content type='html'>On Friday, September 11th I went to school ready for our 2nd grade Western Round Up. Each teacher was in charge of their own activity that related to the Western theme. One sang songs, another served breakfast, and one brought in horses for the kids to touch. My teacher was in charge of Western dancing. Yep dancing. Teaching 4 different groups of students how to line dance and lucky me....I got to help. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned home I was so tired and ready to take a nap. But I knew it was Friday night and probably mine and Caleb's last Friday night to just go out and play before we had another kid on our hands. So instead of taking a nap we called up our friends to go out to eat with them. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt; was to eat at the pizza factory. We left our house at 6pm. Got to the pizza factory at about 6:15pm and then were called back to our seat at 6:30pm. Daisy was upset so I was carrying her to the table. Our friends where ahead of us and Caleb was ahead of me. Just before turning the corner back by the salad bar to sit at our table I caught myself grabbing Caleb's arm and saying "s**t." Caleb looked at me like what was wrong, I then told him I think my water just broke. All he could say was "what? Where?" (I am guessing he thought I brought in a water bottle or something and just dropped it? Who knows.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finally realized what I was talking about and I was backing out of the pizza factory, he ran to tell our friends sorry. I was shaking really bad by the time we got to the truck. I had no idea anything like this could happen to me. I mean you always hear stories but...man I just didn't know what to do. I just felt like I was peeing my pants. No pain, nothing. Just scared I guess. I was so scared I was just standing outside my truck wondering what I could sit on because I didn't want to ruin my seats. (haha) I then saw the sunshade and sat on that. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy of course was screaming in the car because she didn't get to eat and Caleb and I were both out of it. So the first person I called was Caleb's brother Jason. (Poor guy was just heading out on a date with his wife) But he still ran to the hospital to pick up Daisy. He and his wife also ran back to our house and got us whatever they thought one would need at the hospital. (I never did pack a hospital bag...I guess I just didn't think I would need it) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then called Caleb's mom and told her meet us at the hospital...she was on her way back into town. Called my mom and left her a message, then tried the house and told her to hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;We were are the hospital and hooked up by 7:00pm. I was at a 4+ and my contractions began. I had no medicine, but I did learn something really quick. Every time I had a contraction I had Caleb press on my shoulders and remind me to breathe and relax. By the time his mom came I had her pressing on me too. Soon I had the nurse pressing down on me. It felt sooooo good. I don't know why but I guess them pressing down on my side (tummy, butt, and thigh) took my mind off the contractions and put it on the pressure. Oh it was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it I was ready to push.  4 hours later at 10:33pm I was told "it's a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;We called my mom to tell her we had the baby and found out she was in the lobby. Her and my dad showed up just in time for the exciting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was holding our baby girl we were getting ready for the after birth. Come to find out, an hour later we were still waiting for it. My placenta was stuck to my uterus AGAIN. But because I was not on PIC and I was contracting on my own, it didn't come inside out, but instead it was coming out in pieces. I was losing lots of blood while we waited for the guy who can give me stronger drugs to knock me out so the doctor could clean me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man finally came and and gave me a shot that knocked me out, then before they were done stitching me up, he gave me a shot that brought me back (quicker than they wanted), so I got another shot to knock me out again, and then back again. (Crazy huh!?) I was so out of it that half of the pictures my dad took at the hospital I don't even remember and that is why I look like what my sister Liz calls "death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried to move me into the next room when I started to come around. But that of course was no good. I had a low blood count/pressure that I kept passing out on them and eventually they had to keep me in that room. By the next day I was around enough to understand what was finally going on. Caleb gave me all the details that I didn't remember like getting mad and saying things that upset my mom but I don't remember any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of them was my dad was asking me if I wanted him to text anyone about the baby. I said "Liz" and my mom said "well what about the rest of your brother and sisters?" and I said "screw them!" HAHAHA. I don't remember that at all but it would've been funny to watch. I was so drugged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had lots of visitors and were finally able to get out of the hospital on Sunday with a little begging on my part to my doctor. I still had a low blood count and he was worried for me, but I just hate hospitals and I wanted to go home. So he let me go only because I told him I would say whatever he wanted to hear. :) I was in bed for a whole week with my mom waiting on me hand and foot. She was so wonderful to have here. It really helped my healing. Sadly she left on Thursday but not before she had me call my mentor and supervisor teachers to ask them for another week off to finish healing and getting my light-headedness together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's was hard when my mom left, with me still weak and Daisy wanting to play, Violet needing me, and Caleb back at work, but thankfully we have Caleb's brother Jason who has been taking Daisy during the days so I could continue to rest. But no worries it is still a struggle at nights when Daisy wants nothing to do with Violet and just wants Caleb and I all to herself. She does have her moments when she loves Violet though. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-5652178636599045534?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5652178636599045534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=5652178636599045534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5652178636599045534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5652178636599045534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/09/violet-laree-rees-09-11-09.html' title='Violet LaRee Rees 09-11-09'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-3453037148209558229</id><published>2009-08-20T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:13:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of school at Iron Springs Elementary. I have to say it went very well. I helped out a lot on the side and actually felt like I was needed and most of all wanted. (Which sometimes you don't get that feeling from teachers. They usually have their own way of doing things and they don't want you in their way). So overall, I enjoyed it. Plus, I was asked to bring in a few items that told about me and the kids loved my collection of Disney things. (We totally connected there) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I was also asked earlier this week to read aloud a story after lunch....I was a little scared at first but she let me take the book home to read through it first. Good thing she did, because I am scared to death to read aloud...(yeah, I know...and I want to be a teacher? What was I thinking?) ....I guess it has a lot to do with the fact that I was in special ed up until high school and even had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IEP&lt;/span&gt;. I was just always behind and reading (or any subject for that matter) I just sucked at. BUT GUESS WHAT!? I read the story aloud to the class and I thought I did great! I didn't even let my body get nervous or all sweaty! :0) I really was proud of myself. (I know...what a big accomplishment right?) No....it really was for me. (I will admit....I practiced a lot at home with Daisy but who cares...I did it!).&lt;br /&gt;Overall, as much as I liked and enjoyed the day and had a great mentor teacher to watch....I really don't think I could ever teach 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade. There is WAY too much repeating of yourself, and a TON of every tiny little procedures that they need to know all by the first day. From raising your hand, where the pencil sharpener is, where to line up, turn in work, what to do next, bathroom/drink breaks...and still a lot of kids who still can't tie their own shoes. Not to mention a very very annoying pet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;peeve&lt;/span&gt;......"teacher, teacher, teacher!"....."UGH! My name is Mrs. Rees!" haha. Dumb I know...but picture hearing it a thousands times a day from 25 different students in a whinning voice. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Still it was a great first day and maybe tomorrow my feet wont hurt as much. :)&lt;br /&gt;*I meant to take a picture of me and my first day but I forgot AND Caleb was gone so I didn't have anyone to take it....maybe next week. (Always need a picture of the first day of school, right!?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-3453037148209558229?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3453037148209558229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=3453037148209558229' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3453037148209558229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3453037148209558229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-521178430052200197</id><published>2009-08-19T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:49:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for all the support......</title><content type='html'>It means a lot.    :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-521178430052200197?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/521178430052200197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=521178430052200197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/521178430052200197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/521178430052200197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-all-support.html' title='Thanks for all the support......'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-2924645863502724925</id><published>2009-08-18T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:59:13.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 of the Melt Down....</title><content type='html'>Caleb got another calling this Sunday and we haven't even gone to this new ward for three whole weeks before it happened. We would've been there for 4 straight weeks but the last two weeks we were down in Vegas. How can people just call new members so quickly!? Give us sometime to see if we even like you, or what to stay! Not to mention they called us an hour before church started and asked us to come in 15 minutes before that to call Caleb to his calling. They wanted to announce his calling that Sunday. What if he had said no? (Which he never would) Then during church they asked him if we Rees' would speak in church in two weeks. Caleb has learned to never say yes for me, so he told the guy he had to ask me himself. He did, and I said no. (Shhh...don't tell my mom). But boy, I was so mad... I guess, I would have to go into all of that for someone to understand...but hey, the guy said that if I didn't feel comfortable, it wasn't like it was a calling and they were setting me apart to speak in church. So, I just went with what I wanted and said no. Believe me....I am already stressing out more than I can take with school, lessons, TWS's, Daisy, Babysitters, schedules, and having another kid and not even knowing when that is going to happen OR I will be able to stand the pain again, or if it will all be worst...... SO, I gave my answer and turned around, and didn't even make it to the church door before I started crying and breaking down. I drove away from Caleb before he could even get in the car I was so bitter about everything with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;church that they couldn't just let us go for a few weeks before they started calling him off to another calling where he would have to stay after church and we would have to travel in two seprate cars again......Isn't it my turn yet? I am the one still going to school and trying to finish well having another baby that he wanted before I was even ready. Now I feel like I am all alone again and he will never understand how I feel. I am breaking down, and I am pushing away quickly from what I believe just because....because...I really don't even know...it might all be because I am pregnant and scared and worried about school, make up days and having this baby, and then passing it off to someone else to raise for the next couple of months.......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a good mom&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a good wife&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish school (I am so close)&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold and raise my own kids&lt;br /&gt;I want to have time with my husband&lt;br /&gt;I want to not have bad feelings about the church&lt;br /&gt;I want to just be happy and stress free....does that mean giving up on this I have wanted for so long to make that all possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-2924645863502724925?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2924645863502724925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=2924645863502724925' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2924645863502724925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2924645863502724925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-of-melt-down.html' title='1/2 of the Melt Down....'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-5997216236955556854</id><published>2009-07-23T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:50:33.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Daisy's First Dance...</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to share this video I took of Daisy and her Daddy for sometime now. It is SO Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb used to swim in High School and Daisy just loves to wear his swimming goggles. Haha....It's worth watching....I promise! (Even just to see how cute/dorky of a husband I married! He will do anything to make his two girls Happy!! You've just gotta love him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy is totally her Mommy and Daddy's kid. Poor thing got stuck with our dancing abilities! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-efa9ec32fd4f4d73" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defa9ec32fd4f4d73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BDFE7A7CB9D49F60089581EF6348C336245104F.86141874A89DE27D4B6DF132058A6BF60DF6C56A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defa9ec32fd4f4d73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAtHXEzgEgo8vfSPg52eeNaYqF0c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defa9ec32fd4f4d73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BDFE7A7CB9D49F60089581EF6348C336245104F.86141874A89DE27D4B6DF132058A6BF60DF6C56A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defa9ec32fd4f4d73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAtHXEzgEgo8vfSPg52eeNaYqF0c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know my husband...I know this video had to have made you smile! :0) Isn't he the best!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the video the two worked hard to put Daisy new BIG-GIRL-BED together. (This of course was a couple of months ago...So, now she sleeps in her big-girl-bed all the time and even through the night.) Last week or so we finally moved the crib over to the new baby's room. 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When I tell people this, they often get confused and don’t understand what the Block is. But basically it’s just a lot of Elementary Edu. classes that have to be taken all at once. It is pretty intense during the regular school year but even more intense during the summer. (Which is when I took it). It is about 20 regular school weeks condensed into 10 summer weeks. You have 5 subjects that have to be learned in those 10 weeks. So each professor gets 8 days of our time from 9:00am-4:00pm every day to teach us everything we need to know. Along with writing lesson plans, presentations, group work, activities, inventions, research, and teaching experience. So for the last 10 weeks of my summer I have been going to school every day from 9am to 4pm learning how to teach methods of Science, Behavior Management, Language Arts, Math, and Social Studies. Not to mention during my Finals Week of last semester doing a two-week long practicum at South Elementary with 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; graders. Where I had to teach two of my very own lessons for the first time alone and in front of a real classroom full of students. (I did love every minute of it, and I even got kids to turn to me and say, “Mrs. Rees, you make fractions so much fun! I love this!”) It was a great experience. However, by the end of the Block there were definitely fellow classmates I could’ve lived without, but yet two that I grew very close too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During my summer classes Daisy would go and play with her Uncle Jason everyday. She would leave with him at 8:30am and help him finish delivering newspapers. Then they would ride bikes, play with puzzles, watch movies, read books, and even play on a water slip-n-slide. Wednesday was her last day with him. However, before they left that morning, he turned to me with a sad look on his face and asked if he could come back and pick her up other days to just play with her. :0) Haha. Totally cute, if you ask me. I said yes, of course. I don’t think I could ever keep Daisy and her Uncle Jason away from each other too long. He might just come and kidnap her. Haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdoOAKHlI/AAAAAAAAASE/L9TEUTjKla4/s1600-h/DSC08715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdoOAKHlI/AAAAAAAAASE/L9TEUTjKla4/s320/DSC08715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360653139500998226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdnert7_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Om8Ri5LbjyI/s1600-h/DSC08708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdnert7_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Om8Ri5LbjyI/s320/DSC08708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360653126798798834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdmlEZi1I/AAAAAAAAARs/XKn1owNzrxI/s1600-h/DSC08700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdmlEZi1I/AAAAAAAAARs/XKn1owNzrxI/s320/DSC08700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360653111333063506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdm9-EocI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fJbs360DZak/s1600-h/DSC08705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdm9-EocI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fJbs360DZak/s320/DSC08705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360653118017413570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caleb has been working hard as always and has been studying for his CPA tests. He has already pasted two of them and needs to past the other two. I think he took on last week and then his next one is on my birthday. (Ouch, how rude huh?) Nah, I will be in school anyway, and I’d rather play the night of my birthday than have him studying, so it’s not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During school and work we have tried to get out a little bit. We did go hiking one weekend but we didn’t get out of the door until noon so it was really hot, and lets just say I am pregnant and already out of shape. So we didn’t make it very far, but it was something different, so it was still a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgOfrUALI/AAAAAAAAASk/wWpqXJ9smzw/s1600-h/DSC08664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgOfrUALI/AAAAAAAAASk/wWpqXJ9smzw/s320/DSC08664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360655996103688370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgNkWLUdI/AAAAAAAAASc/g1ud4B3ezFc/s1600-h/DSC08663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgNkWLUdI/AAAAAAAAASc/g1ud4B3ezFc/s320/DSC08663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360655980177347026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgMwDiFHI/AAAAAAAAASU/XwXFSWuQIJM/s1600-h/DSC08659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgMwDiFHI/AAAAAAAAASU/XwXFSWuQIJM/s320/DSC08659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360655966140503154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgLq-KhnI/AAAAAAAAASM/ykUiS1o3n5w/s1600-h/DSC08656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTgLq-KhnI/AAAAAAAAASM/ykUiS1o3n5w/s320/DSC08656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360655947595941490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/REESFA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July, (which is my favorite holiday) we went to the parade in town. We sat by a bunch of adults and maybe two other little boys, which was awesome because then Daisy was able to collect lots of candy. When the flags went by at the beginning Caleb helped Daisy to put her hand over her heart. She did such a good job. A newspaper man was walking down the street taking pictures and stopped and took a picture of Daisy. He then asked Caleb her name, age, and where she is from. To our surprise she was on the FRONT COVER of the Daily News the next day. And I am not just talking a small little black and white photo but a COLOR picture that took up maybe a ¼ of the page! We were so excited!! Caleb and I joke all the time that this is where it is all going to begin. Soon Baby Gap, Old Navy, and Huggies are all going to be calling us and wanting our little girl to pose for them. Haha. Thanks to Caleb’s brother Jason, we have like 30 copies of the Daily News for all the Journals I keep and for grandparents. And if any of you would like a signed copy, she would be more than happy to. ‘Cause who knows, one day it will be worth millions! 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She knows sign language for more, please, and cookie. She also loves to color any chance she gets and still loves her bottle. We are however, slowly breaking the habit for when she goes to sleep. Because I really don’t think we need two kids on the bottle at the same time. I have also been interested in getting Daisy potty trained before I start school again and the new baby comes but I don’t think it is going as while as I would like. We started this morning but lets just say I am already giving up. It’s just too much waiting, waiting, and more waiting for me. Because right when I get up or walk away for two seconds she runs behind the table and pees. I then shout my favorite word “sh**!” and she stops peeing for two seconds because she gets scared. I hurry and pick her up and run her to her potty while she continues peeing. Now she is crying because I yelled and scared her, when really I was just shocked that I missed the signs and didn't get her to the toilet fast enough. Haha. Oh ….I suck at this. But I have to say she does or DID enjoy sitting on her potty and dancing. But after two hours of that I can see why she wouldn’t want to sit there any longer. But how am I supposed to know when she is going to go? This is much harder than I thought. You almost need a tag team, so one person isn’t just sitting next to her all day and then when she doesn’t make it to the potty, you break down and cry. Haha. Maybe I shouldn’t be doing this when I am so emotional? I just know she can do it!! I just get so hurt when she pees seconds before I get her to the toilet. Ugh. 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He said that if I didn’t bite my nails until Saturday he would take me to Olive Garden. At first it didn’t interest me because I just can’t stop biting, I’VE TRIED. But to my surprise…I didn’t bite. And STILL HAVEN’T! Yay! Go me! So on Saturday we decided to make a day of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went to Daisy’s friends 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Birthday Party that morning, then we headed to St. George and ate at Port-A-Subs. Then went to some water park called Sand Hallow where Daisy went under water 3 times and went down the BIG slide with her Daddy over and over again. They would get to the bottom and I would cheer her on and she would sign ‘mo – mo’ which means more. After the water park my wonderful husband kept his promise and took me to Olive Garden!! YUMM! …. On Sunday he asked me what I want if I can make it to Saturday again!….Humm….What do I want?….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last Sunday Caleb got RELEASED!!! Yes!!! This was the happiest day of my life!! I know I know…I shouldn’t show or even be this happy but MAN it was time!! You try being in a singles ward where everyone just glares at you because you can’t keep your two-year-old quiet or still for THREE HOURS! When you are pregnant and running up to the stand every 2 minutes to grab your daughter because she knows and sees her “Daddy!” When you get elderly women telling you that maybe it’s your daughters naptime and that you should just take her home and give her a nap. When no one talks to you because your married and you have a kid. Where they don’t let you sign/look at their roll because you’re NOT REALLY in their ward, but then they say you need to go to their activities because you ARE in their ward. And then ….UGH!…. Whatever….IT’S OVER!! THANK GOODNESS!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I can get Caleb’s help dealing with Daisy during church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this was our first Sunday in our family ward with Caleb’s two other bothers. (Would’ve been three but the third one moved away). Which one is the Bishop (that looks like Caleb, so Daisy kept pointing to him and saying “Daddy Daddy.” We had to keep reminding her that Daddy was sitting next to her) and the other Daisy loves to death…Yep…Uncle Jason. So when we thought it would be easier to keep Daisy in her seat this Sunday with “Daddy” actually sitting with us…boy, were we wrong. She saw Uncle Jason as soon as he came in and kept pointing to him wondering if that was really him. As soon as he turned around and smiled she took off. She came back to us once to get her bottle and then took off again so that her Uncle Jason could hold her. It was nice to actually get to listen to the talks for the first time in a year but at the same time it was sad to see Caleb’s face when he wasn’t the one that got to play with her during our one and only meeting we would have with her that day. Since Sunday was Daisy first time EVER going to nursery. We walked her to the door and she walked right in and never turned back around. We checked on her after the second hour but she was happy as can be, and when we picked her up at the end of church she didn’t want to come with us because they were playing with bubbles. Then of course, she saw Uncle Jason and went running! Haha. I’m telling you…He spoils her!! We are not bad parents, I promise…..at least that is what I have to keep telling myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow, sorry this blog is so long. But if you made it this far…Good for you! Maybe I will be able to keep up for the next couple of weeks before Student Teaching starts. Wish me luck with that and having a baby all at once. I’m a little scared but I have learned to take things one day at a time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;By the way….What do you think we are going to have? Boy or Girl?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When won’t find out until the baby arrives in another 8-9weeks or so! How exciting! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-5226244079829386803?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c263d16db7c3afc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5226244079829386803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=5226244079829386803' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5226244079829386803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5226244079829386803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning-of-my-summer.html' title='Beginning of My Summer...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SmTdoOAKHlI/AAAAAAAAASE/L9TEUTjKla4/s72-c/DSC08715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8316610813323257296</id><published>2009-07-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:58:32.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much to come....I promise.</title><content type='html'>I will be done with 'The Block' in just a week and a half. Then I will have all the time in the world to catch up on my blogging. (I will still have to be a wife and a mother too, so wish me luck. haha It's been while.) So sad. My poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to have pictures too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8316610813323257296?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8316610813323257296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8316610813323257296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8316610813323257296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8316610813323257296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/07/much-to-comei-promise.html' title='Much to come....I promise.'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-3431826571881449839</id><published>2009-03-26T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:27:51.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S UP!</title><content type='html'>So I have been meaning to get on here and tell you all about the new things Caleb and I have just been "spending" money (ha! like we have it) on things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frist we went to St. George about a month ago to buy a new furniture for our house, but instead Caleb bought me my very own up-right PIANO!!! I know how exciting right!!! I play almost every day and am even teaching myself this really hard song for my sister Brenda called Waterfall. It's awesome! Gotta love my husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next a Big Lots just opened here and so Caleb and I went to check it out and BAM we bought a new couch, love bug, rockying chair, and the patted foot rest thingy. Daisy loves it!! She can open all by herself and plays inside with all of her blocks and blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also finally got our pictures from my parents of Joseph and Emma framed and hung up in our upstairs hallway! They look great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this year we have finally decided to go to Coral Pink with the family. However Caleb was/is tired of always borrowing things from everyone else. So Last night we ran over to Walmart and picked up a new tent, stove, tarps, space heater, water jug, and even a little chair for Daisy. Plus, we found a $5 toy sand kit for Daisy to play with when we are there. I was totally excited about all of it!! I can't wait to use them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb is in busy season. Working at all hours of the day to put in about 60 hours of work a week. I cry a lot that I never get to see him but I am just glad I have school to keep me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was my spring break and I was bored out of my mind, I couldn't wait for school to start again! (I am going to be a terrible stay at home mommy). I have my second doctor apt today and am just waiting for this dang morning sickness to go away! It's a annoying. With Daisy I never ever got sick! But I am throwingup all the time! YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy is getting so big and is soooo smart! She walks every where and understands so much! I just love it!! Right now she can say so much, her newest word is PAPA for Grandpa and two days ago a taught her how to say "WHAT'S UP" in a high pitched voice! Totally awesome and waaay cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap!... Got to go to class! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-3431826571881449839?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3431826571881449839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=3431826571881449839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3431826571881449839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3431826571881449839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-up.html' title='WHAT&apos;S UP!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8732628616088762266</id><published>2009-02-24T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:45:25.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a Tour of our New Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPUHmK3BI/AAAAAAAAARc/TNHv6f0m1b4/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523836748586002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPUHmK3BI/AAAAAAAAARc/TNHv6f0m1b4/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPCzOgpkI/AAAAAAAAARE/CS6QNkhSN8o/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523539222865474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPCzOgpkI/AAAAAAAAARE/CS6QNkhSN8o/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First walk in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPDRBC6rI/AAAAAAAAARM/QENXc5JJvfo/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523547219454642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPDRBC6rI/AAAAAAAAARM/QENXc5JJvfo/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPDmOnCBI/AAAAAAAAARU/41BR6O_l6Nw/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523552913491986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPDmOnCBI/AAAAAAAAARU/41BR6O_l6Nw/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPChnsp4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/sy-0ubPBnhQ/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523534496671618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPChnsp4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/sy-0ubPBnhQ/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOG_e_AOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Fct5vBY5wLk/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522511721038050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOG_e_AOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Fct5vBY5wLk/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loft/Playroom upstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPCeo3AiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pnONTIGC8Uw/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306523533696238114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPCeo3AiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pnONTIGC8Uw/s320/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOHafNHII/AAAAAAAAAQs/ITN03Hc6hPk/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522518969719938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOHafNHII/AAAAAAAAAQs/ITN03Hc6hPk/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOGb5UFlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yqQuG-CDjWs/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522502167795282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOGb5UFlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yqQuG-CDjWs/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our messy/unorganized room (Master)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNDCH0quI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bZPTtasvioU/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521344198093538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNDCH0quI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bZPTtasvioU/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOFzF14BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jw36IlGPLzM/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522491214487570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOFzF14BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jw36IlGPLzM/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOFcQFRxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/B0tGThjkKI8/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522485083424530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSOFcQFRxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/B0tGThjkKI8/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNDRyDoZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/yovHB_bh0xg/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521348401766802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNDRyDoZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/yovHB_bh0xg/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNC-kWNwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/r8SKSD5uwCM/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521343243990786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNC-kWNwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/r8SKSD5uwCM/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy's first night in new room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNCgIaPNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2k1qUTZjvw0/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521335073750226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNCgIaPNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2k1qUTZjvw0/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy so proud of her NEW/OWN bath tub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNCrhRSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y8aTdUH5Uac/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521338130811442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSNCrhRSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y8aTdUH5Uac/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy trying out her bath for first time.&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;While Daisy was taking her first bath in her new tub she found a friend (her reflection). She was so happy and kept saying "ya ya ya ya!" By the time we got the camera she wasn't doing it as much. We tried to get her to keep doing it to show you. haha. She just loves take baths and putting her head in the water to drink it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-397877a817ed5f9e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D397877a817ed5f9e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51F5276D41D15EFE34D9350783C0A858B5033EBB.6AB441A46240C831D5F3D3C6DCF72807BCABB913%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D397877a817ed5f9e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD8etKROWW5-d3uevxE_EPbP9mFM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D397877a817ed5f9e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51F5276D41D15EFE34D9350783C0A858B5033EBB.6AB441A46240C831D5F3D3C6DCF72807BCABB913%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D397877a817ed5f9e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD8etKROWW5-d3uevxE_EPbP9mFM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8732628616088762266?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=397877a817ed5f9e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8732628616088762266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8732628616088762266' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8732628616088762266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8732628616088762266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-home-first-walk-in.html' title='Want a Tour of our New Home?'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SaSPUHmK3BI/AAAAAAAAARc/TNHv6f0m1b4/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8363816268117476830</id><published>2009-02-20T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:23:02.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the New house!</title><content type='html'>We are finally moved into our new home. It just needs some more organizing and cleaning up. Then I will take some pictures and post them. However, I will admit it is such and beautiful home and I just LOVE my new bathtub!!! The show is also awesome! It has two heads and so I use up all the hot water in just my shower! ha. Oops. Daisy still has her own room and bathroom and totally loves it. Her bathroom is a Jack-and-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt; bath so she runs around and around and around. Our downstairs is the same way from the front door to the kitchen, dinning room, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family room&lt;/span&gt; and then back to the front door again. She loves to play hide-n-seek! So much fun! I love my new office! It is a total mess but I have two desks and a couch so I can spread out all my school work, crafts and lesson plans!! It just great! The best part about the new home is we have a garage. However, there are still tons of boxes in there that we can't keep our cars out of the snow yet. We will be taking my parents trailer back to Vegas tonight so hopefully we can get our cars in by Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Our blinds were put in yesterday so now we can walk around our house nakey butt! How exciting! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going okay. I am trying to stay caught up and so far it's helping out. I have a lesson that I present on monday on the water cycle so wish me luck! Later that day I have a presentation on African American Culture, so wish me luck there too. I still tutor every Tuesday and Thursday and on Fridays I try and make it to the Middle school. However, I couldn't get there today because no babysitter. (Which that is a whole other story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to my first doctors appointment and found out I am 10 weeks and 6 days along. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention we are expecting again? ..Oops. My bad. Surprise! But, it sounds like the due date is going to be somewhere around September 15-19th. It keeps changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that is everything that is happening right now....other than Caleb is always gone because of Tax Season. Which sucks and I am totally emotional about, but what do you do....just cry about it and then get over it. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, if I get the chance to return to the blogging world soon I will try and post pictures of the new house. I will also post the pictures that I got yesterday from the doctors but they aren't that cute so sorry. (haha. They are cute, but there just the back and head, nothing to exciting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8363816268117476830?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8363816268117476830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8363816268117476830' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8363816268117476830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8363816268117476830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/02/into-new-house.html' title='Into the New house!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-3607321303520894040</id><published>2009-01-19T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:03:59.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new year...</title><content type='html'>I started school two weeks ago which means I again have no time, so I will not post as often as I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first...&lt;br /&gt;1. Last semester I got straight&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas went great!! Caleb and I got to play Santa this year and stay up the night before and play with Daisy's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Daisy got way too many toys. Caleb got clothes. AND...Caleb surprised me with a CRICKET! (if you don't know what that is your missing out! It's a great machine for people who scrapbook or teach! I love it! It cuts out everything!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3eaP2M3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/j0V6om5SUnM/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293127563881100146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3eaP2M3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/j0V6om5SUnM/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The day after Christmas Caleb and I went house 'looking' again, and found one we liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The week before school started we went to California with my parents because my sisters didn't want to be away from their friends on New Years. So I volunteered Caleb and I to go. We played with my parents, went to the Rose Parade, and went to Disneyland..(of course). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3e4jCCAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WuphgqkL4nY/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293127572014630914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3e4jCCAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WuphgqkL4nY/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3fcFoj3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/DLOVIbuinrU/s1600-h/Picture+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293127581555003250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3fcFoj3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/DLOVIbuinrU/s320/Picture+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3f0916eI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xZ-LDQ-nkLg/s1600-h/Picture+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293127588233210338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3f0916eI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xZ-LDQ-nkLg/s320/Picture+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. School started on January 5th and I got the low down for my semester. Luckily I have already taken and PASSED the Praxis!! So I have a head start. Yes!! This semester I am taking 5 classes (15 credits). About three of my classes are sending me to different schools to observe teachers, tutor, and teach lessons. So far I am ahead in all of my work and I hope to keep it that way, because I am trying to make time for Daisy and I to play. That's a good goal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3gbUIMWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dN969aHVYJY/s1600-h/Picture+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293127598527230306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3gbUIMWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dN969aHVYJY/s320/Picture+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. On January 14th Caleb and I met with the builders of that home we liked. They told us what they wanted for it and we took it!! WE ARE BUYING A HOUSE!! If everything goes well we will be in our NEW HOME this time next month!!! YES!! We are totally going to have an OPEN HOUSE!! (I will have pictures later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-3607321303520894040?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3607321303520894040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=3607321303520894040' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3607321303520894040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3607321303520894040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginning-of-new-year.html' title='The beginning of a new year...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SXT3eaP2M3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/j0V6om5SUnM/s72-c/Picture+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-9074607640685644155</id><published>2008-12-20T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:03:57.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy's Snow Playground!</title><content type='html'>So I made this awesome thingy and ordered it online! I was kind of scared because I always hear all these bad stories about things happening online. But I gave in. And it turned out great!....I can't show it to you yet because a family member on Caleb's side has a blog and she might see it. (and well its for her). So you will all just have to wait until after christmas. But it is SO AWESOME, AND I AM SO PROUD OF ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... Just like everyone else, we have got a bit of snow here. I got bored one day playing inside with Daisy while Caleb was at work, that Daisy and I decided to play in our backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9f60006c34a7b07" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9f60006c34a7b07%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38DF041A34B999DE096847BBE2FA68F888A1E3F4.60A4DBE9257F895AC087AFB0010D3C2B2C145275%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9f60006c34a7b07%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D19SbRy1hUMQef8Jq3liI173i0Pc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9f60006c34a7b07%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38DF041A34B999DE096847BBE2FA68F888A1E3F4.60A4DBE9257F895AC087AFB0010D3C2B2C145275%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9f60006c34a7b07%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D19SbRy1hUMQef8Jq3liI173i0Pc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it so neat!!?? I even made her a slide!! (Aren't I just a nice mommy!) I am more proud of my work than Caleb or Daisy. I just wish we got more snow so that we could have higher walls and try and fiind each other! It would be our own little maze! Would that just be awesome!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-9074607640685644155?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a9f60006c34a7b07&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/9074607640685644155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=9074607640685644155' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/9074607640685644155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/9074607640685644155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/12/daisys-snow-playground.html' title='Daisy&apos;s Snow Playground!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-3740592089303168190</id><published>2008-12-19T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:29:21.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture 2008</title><content type='html'>Check out a preview of our family pictures. Be sure to scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaelynlovellphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/rees-family-preview.html"&gt;http://jaelynlovellphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/rees-family-preview.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-3740592089303168190?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3740592089303168190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=3740592089303168190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3740592089303168190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3740592089303168190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-picture-2008.html' title='Family Picture 2008'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8217989353026691901</id><published>2008-12-18T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:09:30.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Head Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="408" height="382" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=7947fa22d8b2c84ba83918&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=7947fa22d8b2c84ba83918&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/7947fa22d8b2c84ba83918/701.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Caleb and I did for my parents Christmas this year. They loved it! What will we do next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I PASSED MY PRAXIS!!! YES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8217989353026691901?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8217989353026691901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8217989353026691901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8217989353026691901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8217989353026691901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/12/brian-head-christmas-2008.html' title='Brian Head Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-3060880957610101528</id><published>2008-11-21T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:21:50.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>So, the cutest thing happened today. Last night Caleb and I had some friends over and lets just say that our house was a MESS this morning. But of course I was racing off to class and Caleb was racing off to work along with trying to get Daisy to the sitters. Anyway, when I got back from class I was reminded of the MESS when I walked in the back door. However, I decided to go and pick up Daisy first and then deal with the MESS when we got back. Come to me surprise I walked into the kitchen and the place was SPOTLESS! Oh I just couldn't help but say "wow!" with a big smile on my face! I called Caleb right away and told him "THANK YOU!" ...I guess he came home to eat lunch and remember hearing me say our house was a MESS, so he decided to make my day and CLEAN IT!! Oh man!! Gotta love the guy!!! He really is the best husband ever!!! What would I do with out him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because Caleb was so cute with the cleaning and even asking me so cutely to a dance, I figured I better reply. I had no idea how to reply or answer him, so I just came up with a stupid one with a whole lot of YES'! I would have gone to his work and placed them all over his car at work but Daisy is asleep and on his note that he left me, he is going to be home early. So I just had to come up with the next best thing. Soooo, I decided to place my answer on my truck, that way when he pulled in from work he would see my answer right away! I hope he likes it. If not, Oh well, its the thought that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SScx6Abtq5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/lYNUXtF5mkg/s1600-h/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271236761478867858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SScx6Abtq5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/lYNUXtF5mkg/s320/Picture+429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SScx6gRyktI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SDvwtbh1MxI/s1600-h/Picture+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271236770027180754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SScx6gRyktI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SDvwtbh1MxI/s320/Picture+431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the other day I was feeding Daisy lunch again. I decided that because she was eating I would hurry and get some homework submitted. Well, when I came back into the kitchen this is what I found.....once again. Poor thing is always so tired when she actually takes a minute to sit still! (she did finish her nuggets though before she fell asleep!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSczE-w605I/AAAAAAAAAOM/O61bEwCOHbk/s1600-h/Picture+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271238049521128338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSczE-w605I/AAAAAAAAAOM/O61bEwCOHbk/s320/Picture+422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no worries, that night she LOTS of energy again and really enjoyed her dinner and playing with her Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSczFW-xLHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UwGODAP8mCA/s1600-h/Picture+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271238056021666930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSczFW-xLHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UwGODAP8mCA/s320/Picture+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-3060880957610101528?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3060880957610101528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=3060880957610101528' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3060880957610101528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/3060880957610101528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SScx6Abtq5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/lYNUXtF5mkg/s72-c/Picture+429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8098468758082548932</id><published>2008-11-18T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:59:28.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got ASKED!</title><content type='html'>I was getting dinner on the table last night when our doorbell rang. I went to the door but no one was there. I looked down and this is what I found. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSNIXYAjqiI/AAAAAAAAANs/o9rVn9q_fZ8/s1600-h/Picture+421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270135555372591650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSNIXYAjqiI/AAAAAAAAANs/o9rVn9q_fZ8/s320/Picture+421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSNIXrBsXiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mYps6sHsq5Y/s1600-h/Picture+420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270135560477629986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSNIXrBsXiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mYps6sHsq5Y/s320/Picture+420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww.... isn't my hubby just the sweetest!! Now all we need to do is find a babysitter!&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/3828370315148785839-8098468758082548932?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8098468758082548932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8098468758082548932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8098468758082548932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8098468758082548932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-asked.html' title='I Got ASKED!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SSNIXYAjqiI/AAAAAAAAANs/o9rVn9q_fZ8/s72-c/Picture+421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-1497544439833691120</id><published>2008-11-14T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:12:46.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying HARD...Test Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SR4Ty46TDrI/AAAAAAAAANk/TvCtMD8eIgA/s1600-h/people_studying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268670379061350066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SR4Ty46TDrI/AAAAAAAAANk/TvCtMD8eIgA/s320/people_studying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take my PRAXIS Test tomorrow morning at 7:30am for two hours! I am tested on Math, Reading, Social Studies, and Science. Pretty much everything you learned from K-6th Grade! I have been studying every day for the last month. Today I am trying to learn/remember the last couple of things I 'think' I should know. My HEAD is hurting like CRAZY!!! I just really don't want to have to take this test again nor do we have the money for me to take it again!! Just wish me luck!! I should get my results back in a month or so. If I pass you will hear from me.. if not..... then I will be sad and will take it again. :0( But honestly, I really think I have done my part in studying, still getting my homework done, taking care/spending time with Daisy, and still spending time with the family. So, I guess I just leave the rest to the Lord and if I pass then I pass. SO WISH ME LUCK!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just some study questions I thought you might like to try or see if you remember being taught them.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Reading: "It took the young child a long time to lick the &lt;u&gt;mile-high&lt;/u&gt; ice-cream cone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. a simile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. personification&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. hyperbole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. an oxymoron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. While working on a writing assignment, a student asks a peer to listen to her reading of the rough draft and to offer suggestions for clarifying, expanding, or condensing parts of the draft.--The student is engaged in which stage of the writing process?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. proofreading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. outlining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. revising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. publishing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Math: The Statue of Liberty casts a shadow 37 meters long at the same time that a vertical 5-meter pole nearby casts a shadow that is 2 meters long. The height, in meters, of the Statue of Libertiy is within which of the following ranges?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. 115m to 120m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. 105m to 110m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. 90m to 95m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. 60m to 65m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. In a certain year, 5 percent of the 2,800 employees of a company had a perfect attendance record. Which of the following computations can be used to determine the number of employees with a perfect attendence record?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. 1/40 x 2,800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. 1/20 x 2,800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. 1/5 x 2,800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. 5 x 2,800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Social Studies/History: what major geographic feature is North America seperates the rivers and streams that flow toward the Pacific Ocean from those that flow toward the Atlantic Ocean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. Appalachians Mountains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. Continental Divide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. Great Plains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. San Andreas Fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. During the twentieth century, urbanization and technological advances led to which of the following changes in farming in the U.S.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. more farms and more farmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. more farms and fewer farmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. fewer farms and more farmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. fewer farms and fewer farmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Science: which of the following does NOT describe a chemical change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. silver tarnishing when exposed to air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. ice melting when heated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. lemon juice turning brown when heated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. iodine solution becoming purple in the presence of starch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Which of the following laboratory instruments would be most appropriate to use in determining the volume of a large block of wood of unknown density?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. a metric ruler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. a triple-beam balance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. a 200mL volumetric flask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. A micrometer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now try and remember all of the major oceans, sea, lakes, mountain ranges, Continents (in order from largest to smallest), famous people, wars, all presidents, plus everything from science from animals kingdoms to cells, to who the heck knows what! This is a test that you don't know what to study for and so you end up studying EVERYTHING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY....Let me know how you did on your test!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-1497544439833691120?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1497544439833691120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=1497544439833691120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/1497544439833691120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/1497544439833691120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/11/studying-hardtest-tomorrow.html' title='Studying HARD...Test Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SR4Ty46TDrI/AAAAAAAAANk/TvCtMD8eIgA/s72-c/people_studying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-2560913298879983823</id><published>2008-11-12T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:12:57.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warn Out!</title><content type='html'>This happened last week, and I can't believe I caught it on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't decide what she wanted to do....I was totally enjoying myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-500acb54e4da57ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D500acb54e4da57ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75955F3B7794B933960B2C2B2EC8DDE1C9DEF75B.FA7E82322726566BA56BE9B0273A4E302532C4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D500acb54e4da57ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7Cs8WeouVjGm7fX5wsM8vhZpVlo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D500acb54e4da57ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75955F3B7794B933960B2C2B2EC8DDE1C9DEF75B.FA7E82322726566BA56BE9B0273A4E302532C4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D500acb54e4da57ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7Cs8WeouVjGm7fX5wsM8vhZpVlo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha Ha...Oh Good Times!&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/3828370315148785839-2560913298879983823?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=500acb54e4da57ad&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link 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So humm… Lets see… lets just post them in order of how they happened. So first thing first. Daisy loves to play the Wii with us anytime we play. She has caught on very quickly and would probably kick our butts if we actually plugged her control in. (Dang it! I downloaded the pictures to be on the right side, now the wording is off. You will just have to match pictures with wording yourself. Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b83a7fd999fb7ffe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db83a7fd999fb7ffe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79C9141F9B06FDDE416E94141C0A41021A348747.CBF4D2DD13809B6F99BC64A5B1E901564A53D83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db83a7fd999fb7ffe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDld9WSSftDibOpcNozNeSyBrCic&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db83a7fd999fb7ffe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79C9141F9B06FDDE416E94141C0A41021A348747.CBF4D2DD13809B6F99BC64A5B1E901564A53D83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db83a7fd999fb7ffe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDld9WSSftDibOpcNozNeSyBrCic&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is the first year that I have actually decided I liked Halloween. I am not a big fan of the scary part of Halloween and ugly looking things, but I do love the cute little witches, ghosts, and so on. So this year I made us some magnets. I got the directions off the web and even in the directions they made the candy corns wrong! What jerks!! I was so proud of my magnets and their made wrong. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVIaPDkWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0qMG5eJpBCU/s1600-h/Picture+453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264871936110072162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVIaPDkWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0qMG5eJpBCU/s320/Picture+453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVH8FpmqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0K5CT3M84rQ/s1600-h/Picture+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264871928017558178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVH8FpmqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0K5CT3M84rQ/s320/Picture+449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVHcBk-II/AAAAAAAAAMM/TiPqFMXWm3Y/s1600-h/Picture+446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264871919410542722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVHcBk-II/AAAAAAAAAMM/TiPqFMXWm3Y/s320/Picture+446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because it got cold here in Cedar over night for just one week we had our heater on. Daisy was wondering what the noise was that kept coming on. I think she found the spot! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCW5hOAz1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/blsH8w-hBl8/s1600-h/Picture+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873879309963090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCW5hOAz1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/blsH8w-hBl8/s320/Picture+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCW4tQwjhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wASRbXPLe9Y/s1600-h/Picture+467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873865362837010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCW4tQwjhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wASRbXPLe9Y/s320/Picture+467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of weeks ago we went to Vegas to visit the family. Because Vegas is our vacation we decided we would take Daisy to ‘Pet Land!’ Daisy enjoyed the dogs at first but then she got tired. We got Grandma to come with us. She wasn’t a big fan of the dogs but she did love to watch Caleb with them. However, she wasn’t too happy when he put them in her face! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCXg6S-SoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Zehw969se24/s1600-h/Picture+475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264874556056554114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCXg6S-SoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Zehw969se24/s320/Picture+475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCXgVA8r1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Lt1-hy8Kmsw/s1600-h/Picture+474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264874546048839506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCXgVA8r1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Lt1-hy8Kmsw/s320/Picture+474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e8fdd4062d86f1b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e8fdd4062d86f1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D759F3DA7581623FA7D88865F7C035CD3E651509B.68530D40D684E749EF08F263496956BCA1793040%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e8fdd4062d86f1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOmQErrE5m8p_coO0kNzjWbNdPlg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e8fdd4062d86f1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D759F3DA7581623FA7D88865F7C035CD3E651509B.68530D40D684E749EF08F263496956BCA1793040%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e8fdd4062d86f1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOmQErrE5m8p_coO0kNzjWbNdPlg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Halloween Caleb and I thought it would be a fun idea to put on a Halloween Party! Our turn out was really good. I made homemade chili, German pancakes, and we played Mario Kart, carved pumpkins, played Seek ‘n Hide (with glow in the dark sticks) and had tons and tons of candy!! It was a blast! Maybe next year we will do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhpgx824I/AAAAAAAAANE/xFBQc_QXsjk/s1600-h/Picture+507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378280151505794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhpgx824I/AAAAAAAAANE/xFBQc_QXsjk/s320/Picture+507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Halloween night Daisy dressed up as a Fairy Princess! She looked so cute!! That day while she was taking her nap I decided to make her a bag to collect her candy in. It looked freaking cute but I don’t have a picture of the whole thing. In one of the pictures is shows one side of her bag. Daisy loved the trick or treating! She thought it was a game and at most houses the person would play along. They would hand her a candy and put it in her bag, and then she would reach up and take another candy and put it in her bag, and then she would start to go for another one and they would say “sure! Of course have another one!” So Daisy got lots of Candy! At one house she even got a stuffed animal because she was “a little one!” She held on to the animal until she saw the next house with lights and then jumped down to get more candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhq6F1RkI/AAAAAAAAANU/Ys4jLXLq-aw/s1600-h/Picture+554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378304125650498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhq6F1RkI/AAAAAAAAANU/Ys4jLXLq-aw/s320/Picture+554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhqDM_jBI/AAAAAAAAANM/-YbExsvY0Yc/s1600-h/Picture+552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378289391733778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhqDM_jBI/AAAAAAAAANM/-YbExsvY0Yc/s320/Picture+552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhrN185LI/AAAAAAAAANc/41n9c5NDA_U/s1600-h/Picture+556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378309427750066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRJhrN185LI/AAAAAAAAANc/41n9c5NDA_U/s320/Picture+556.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/3828370315148785839-7124660708877882843?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3e8fdd4062d86f1b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/7124660708877882843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=7124660708877882843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/7124660708877882843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/7124660708877882843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/11/october-2008-update.html' title='The October 2008 Update'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SRCVIaPDkWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0qMG5eJpBCU/s72-c/Picture+453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-6414446901992836554</id><published>2008-11-02T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:14:33.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon everything will slow down...</title><content type='html'>I've been SO busy with school for the last couple of weeks and more than likely I will continue to be busy until the semester is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken tons of pictures of little things that have gone on with us and things we have done but I wont get the chance to probably post those until everyone SLOWS WAY DOWN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.... NO CANCER! The doctor totally shouldn't be a doctor. :0) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have finished teaching my first four weeks in the 4th grade! I loved every minute of it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday I taught for my first time in 2nd grade! I liked it too....but we have a lice issue in that class!! I know I am sooo mad!! I really don't want to teach there for the next three weeks. But please wish me luck because I have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Praxis test is coming up in two weeks and I have been studying a ton, but I still don't feel ready for the Reading part of the test. So wish me luck there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb will take his CPA a test two days before mine, so wish me luck too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy will not be taking any test but she is doing great and getting really tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again for no pictures but I just don't have time. Sorry.... time to get back to homework and lesson plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-6414446901992836554?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6414446901992836554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=6414446901992836554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6414446901992836554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6414446901992836554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/11/soon-everything-will-slow-down.html' title='Soon everything will slow down...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8823678437572655651</id><published>2008-10-08T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:10:02.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? ...Cancer? ...How?</title><content type='html'>I really don't take pictures anymore. Sorry. Maybe if I had time I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last Wednesday or Thursday I got a sore in my mouth. We were heading to Brian Head to watch conference, so we decided to pick me up some canker sore medicine to make the trip a little less painful. It numbed the pain for a little bit but every 10 minutes I had to add more. So on Monday I was in so much pain that I called the dentist here in town. I went in and asked him about my sore back behind my tooth. He said it is an infection and needs to be cut out! I of course hate blood and needles so he give me some meds to help with the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then figured that since I was in asking about the sore on the back of my mouth I thought I would have him look at the sore under my tongue. Come to find out the dentist thinks it oral cancer! Can you believe that, ORAL CANCER!! Of course if it is oral cancer that I have, than I am in the first stage because I don't drink, or do any type of drugs and I am not over the age of 40. SO, the only reason he is guessing that that is what it is, is because of its location (on the floor of my mouth) and because he knows it is not an infection. So he says that most mouth sores go away over 2 weeks so he will check me again on this coming Monday (13th). Which if it is gone or has gotten smaller than it is not cancer. But if it is the same size (still there) or has gotten larger than it more than likely is cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the infection, the doc sent me home with some strong meds so I was all over the place! The next morning I couldn't even get my breakfast with out shaking and feeling like I was going to pass out. So I called my mom crying. She told me to just call the doc to cut the dang infection out of my mouth and get it over with. So I did. I even called my mother-in-law to take me because I couldn't get a hold of Caleb. So I am all worked up and I hate shots and I am laying on my back with Daisy watching me and everything. While LaRee was holding my hands and I start CRYING! Man I hate shots and needles!!! Come to find out the dentist decided to just clean the infection this time! He didn't want to cut into it and have the infection spread so NOW I have to go back and do it all over AGAIN!! Ahhh!! Gay!! Screw shots! Not to mention I might have some dang Cancer that I don't even qualify for! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this all happened on my second day to teach! Which would've went well if we had gotten our whole 45 minutes to teach! BUT we didn't! We only got 30 minutes and we rushing through the whole lesson! One girl started crying because she couldn't finish her project, another was upset because she lost her ants legs, and other because she was embarrassed of her project and stuffed it in her desk! haha!! Man!! What a couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my husband forgets that I am still going to school, while, ....oh I am not even going to go into the list right now.... I just haven't even studied for my PRAXIS that is coming up in a month! Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a great day/week! lol&lt;br /&gt;Diane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8823678437572655651?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8823678437572655651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8823678437572655651' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8823678437572655651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8823678437572655651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-cancer-how.html' title='Me? ...Cancer? ...How?'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-444970851000229594</id><published>2008-09-26T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:55:27.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update is all I can offer.</title><content type='html'>This will be another quick post! I am so behind with homework and I teach a 4th grade class next week! I am excited but also nervous!&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair again because I didn't really like the other do, so now it is short in the back and longer around my face. (I know they have a name for it, but I don't know it.)&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Caleb and I went looking for houses with our realtor for the first time. We found one that I fell INLOVE with! My parents will be driving through town tomorrow to see it and I hope they approve! I finally talked Caleb into LOVING it too!! So I think we are really really serious about this home and will probably be in it before Christmas or maybe even Halloween! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4tINNXI/AAAAAAAAALs/IsEbSClWlPs/s1600-h/Picture+457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250435078631011698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4tINNXI/AAAAAAAAALs/IsEbSClWlPs/s320/Picture+457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4yh4ErI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1zUC8wGFLHc/s1600-h/Picture+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250435080080855730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4yh4ErI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1zUC8wGFLHc/s320/Picture+460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K5FNnM5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/TxRnW4y3cvc/s1600-h/Picture+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250435085096137618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K5FNnM5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/TxRnW4y3cvc/s320/Picture+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K5D5ozOI/AAAAAAAAAME/95uCCQMxWlI/s1600-h/Picture+474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250435084743920866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K5D5ozOI/AAAAAAAAAME/95uCCQMxWlI/s320/Picture+474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a picture of this one... but the other night we were putting Daisy in the bath. I got her undressed before Caleb got the bath filled. So she ran over to the bathtub excited like always to jump right in. Well, instead of Caleb just putting her right in, he walked towards me talk about how cute she looked leaning over the bathtub waiting to get in. Well, when he looked over at her the second time while talking about how cute she is...he starts yelling "SHE'S PEEING!! SHE'S PEEING!!" and runs over to her and grabs our bathroom rug! I start laughing that he runs and saves his RUG instead of just hurrying and putting Daisy in the TUB!! I really was about to pee my pants when we both looked back at Daisy and she starts to slips in her pee the first time. Then she catches herself and then slips again! By this point Caleb can't even get me to breath or for that matter help him catch her!! Finally Daisy just Slips FLAT ON HER BACK!! Oh the poor thing!! She was just laying in her own pee!! Hahahahahah!! I still can't get over it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4toUlTI/AAAAAAAAALk/nxX0A_FO8DQ/s1600-h/Picture+419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250435078765712690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4toUlTI/AAAAAAAAALk/nxX0A_FO8DQ/s320/Picture+419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for another quick wrap up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-444970851000229594?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/444970851000229594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=444970851000229594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/444970851000229594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/444970851000229594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-update-is-all-i-can-offer.html' title='Another Update is all I can offer.'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SN1K4tINNXI/AAAAAAAAALs/IsEbSClWlPs/s72-c/Picture+457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-6715599497668209286</id><published>2008-09-15T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:55:23.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Filled Weekend and going to Hell</title><content type='html'>I am so mad!! I totally forget my camera this whole weekend! Which means no one is going to want to read this blog. But whatever. I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Friday was our single wards R.S. enrichment night. They decided they were going to do a Girls Camp theme and have a sleepover, food, crafts, and whatever else. I told Caleb earlier that week that he needed to make me go when Friday came around, because more than likely I would've decided I wasn't going to go. Which was the case. But He still kept pushing me to go. We came to the agreement that I would go for and HOUR and he would call me at 8:00pm and ask if I wanted to go home? That way if I did, I just had to say Yes (making it sound like a positive remark on my end) haha. Anyway, He did call at 8pm but I told him NO!! I was having a lot of fun getting to know the girls. Of course by that point nothing had really started...so of course after I hung up with him things just dragged a long. BUT not for long!! I let my real self out and boy did we all have a blast!! We played murder in the dark, seek and hide, and even sang songs while letting the Sh** word slip every now and then when I got scared!! Haha!! It was one of the best nights I have had in a long time!! They even got pictures of me dressing up in the girls bars!! haha.. They say they will post them on the Bishops wall!! Wonderful!! Just Wonderful!! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another good day. Caleb had told me about his Hinton Burdick outing for a while now. I thought it was just another one of those boring dinners where you had to dress and act like you knew everyone or cared to meet them. Come to find out Saturday morning it was a swimming BBQ down in St. George!! Awesome!! I love Swim parks and I thought for sure Daisy would love it now that she can walk and actually enjoy the kids pool area!! Which she did!! (I am still so mad I didn't have my camera!!) Caleb and I took turns on the big slide and because we were their after closing hours, we were able to get away with Daisy not having to wear a life jacket!! It was just lots of fun and I totally would go back again!! Not to mention the whole thing was free other than the gas to get down there!! I'm tellin' ya...we need more breaks like this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday it was a Holiday!! Yep Stake Conference! I told that to Caleb Saturday night that we would be missing church because it was stake Conference and he said, "what?" I told him that growing up Dad always said it was a holiday. Yep! Stake conference, ward conference, and General conference. But of course Caleb came up with some kind of spiritual comment about the importance of them all and not taking the sacrament. I only laughed which I am sure means I will be going to Hell. But what do ya do. It was a great weekend and didn't want to deal with Daisy at church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no pictures for such a long blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-6715599497668209286?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6715599497668209286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=6715599497668209286' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6715599497668209286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6715599497668209286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-filled-weekend-and-going-to-hell.html' title='The Fun Filled Weekend and going to Hell'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8398987188535989263</id><published>2008-09-12T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:39:01.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on the Rees Family!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Where do I begin? Well, on August 22nd our little Daisy turned ONE!! I can’t believe it!! It is so crazy a whole year has already pasted by. We decided that because she is SO cute and EVERYONE totally loves her..(haha) we would let her have a party. The party turned out way better than Caleb and I thought it would. A lot of our friends came from our ward to support us, Caleb’s family came, and my wonderful parents stopped by on their way back to Vegas. We had lots of games and food, and heck, we even got my Dad to play Pin the Crown on the Princess! Haha. What a great Grandpa! Daisy got a ton of presents…, which we so did not expect or need. But thank you to all of you anyway! (We’ve hid most of them away to re-gift at Christmas! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="408" height="382" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=6ed07f0f1e802cf7117c12&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=6ed07f0f1e802cf7117c12&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/6ed07f0f1e802cf7117c12/701.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Daisy’s Birthday, school started for me! Yay!! Which by the way is going very well. I actually just signed up for my Praxis test that I will be taking November 15th! I am nervous but at the same time already feel really good about it! (It’s a test that I have to pass in order to keep going to school next year. It covers everything you are supposed to learn and remember from 1st-6th grade.)&lt;br /&gt;The day before my 21st Birthday (August 28th) I chopped my hair!! I really wasn’t comfortable with it at first. Not because it was short…but because the style it totally different than what I normally do. I love volume and poof. This 'do' is flat and straight. Haha. I hope you like. I am loving it more and more each day! Especially how quick it is to do!&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated my birthday with Liz and Jess, and also went to eat with Caleb’s parents to celebrate his mom’s birthday too. Lucky Caleb, he only has to remember one date for his mother and wife’s birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTEcOZNnI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RBwHb-r5oI/s1600-h/Picture+506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245236789275866738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTEcOZNnI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RBwHb-r5oI/s320/Picture+506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTEyBnbJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KjTaFnYyNKk/s1600-h/Picture+507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245236795127852178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTEyBnbJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KjTaFnYyNKk/s320/Picture+507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTFesDr2I/AAAAAAAAALY/46dXdSAXdq4/s1600-h/Picture+513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245236807117025122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTFesDr2I/AAAAAAAAALY/46dXdSAXdq4/s320/Picture+513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday August 30th, Daisy just up and started walking. I’m telling you, the day before Liz and I were working with her and she kept stumbling between us. But then all of a sudden the next day she just starts walking like it is nothing. Her cousin Claire was there for the weekend and I think Daisy was watching her and was just getting fed up that she couldn’t keep up. So I guess she just decided to do what Claire was doing and just started walking.&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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37240040c14f6d26" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37240040c14f6d26%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E954A7220BFA639FE61E3F395F03B06B94B8787.E8DD96EC8E26AF3F8BB9DD70CCFE0EDF1815C19%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37240040c14f6d26%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjgaQT6PlN_VUflYRxMRZgNqAQcg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37240040c14f6d26%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331782152%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E954A7220BFA639FE61E3F395F03B06B94B8787.E8DD96EC8E26AF3F8BB9DD70CCFE0EDF1815C19%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37240040c14f6d26%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjgaQT6PlN_VUflYRxMRZgNqAQcg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now she walks everywhere and even shows off by watching the TV while walking to her banana chair. Haha. Cutie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANYWAY!! Good news Minute!! As you can tell…. Caleb and I finally got the Internet!! Yes!! Plus Caller ID and a few other phone features. But my favorite is the Caller ID!! Anyway, back to the Internet…so we got it right? Well, because we are renting an old house the phone plug in our room doesn’t work. So we took an extremely long gray phone cord that stretches from our room all the way into our kitchen….just to get the dang Internet to work. Haha. Oh well. I have it now and I am happy! So I can Blog every day! (Haha. I wish.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caleb and I have also already met with a realtor and plan on talking with some people this weekend about a loan to buy our First house! We plan to be in a house by this coming summer! Yes!! I can’t wait! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ummm I hope that is everything. Sorry again for not keeping up on blogging. As you can tell August is a busy month for us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8398987188535989263?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8398987188535989263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8398987188535989263' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8398987188535989263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8398987188535989263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates-on-rees-family.html' title='Updates on the Rees Family!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SMrTEcOZNnI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RBwHb-r5oI/s72-c/Picture+506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-4744832064922265463</id><published>2008-08-29T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:37:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick, Fast, Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated my blog for a while. Caleb and I don't have Internet...well we never did. We just had wireless and were able to jump off our neighbors. Anyway, I think they finally caught us and decided to blocked us. Yes! Blocked us!! How rude huh? And not to mention they blocked us a few days before my online classes started!! Jerks! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called Qwest and they will be setting up our Internet this coming Tuesday! I'm so excited! I have much to blog about! I have lots of pictures of Daisy 1st Birthday party and I got a new hair cut, and OH Yeah....I turned 21 YESTERDAY! ...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so sorry!! I will try to keep up as much as I can while also taking on a full load of school this semester! Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I student-teach in a year!! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-4744832064922265463?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4744832064922265463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=4744832064922265463' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/4744832064922265463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/4744832064922265463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/08/quick-fast-sorry.html' title='Quick, Fast, Sorry.'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-5922026417056966610</id><published>2008-08-14T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:23:36.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Check</title><content type='html'>The date works Diane!  I really didn't change anything.  Try posting again from your computer, though I don't know why that would matter.  Love ya, Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-5922026417056966610?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5922026417056966610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=5922026417056966610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5922026417056966610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/5922026417056966610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/08/checking-date-stamp.html' title='Date Check'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-2256842806069848203</id><published>2008-08-07T22:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:09:39.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe HELP!</title><content type='html'>We decided it was time to try something new. So we went out and bought our first Pork Tenderloin. I love pork tenderloin so I thought I should try and find an easy recipe that I could actually make myself. ANYWAY if any of you know a good recipe for it please let me know. And I need really good instructions...none of this a little here and a little there stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if anyone in my family knows the recipe for Brown Rice that would be great too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-2256842806069848203?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2256842806069848203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=2256842806069848203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2256842806069848203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2256842806069848203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/08/recipe-help.html' title='Recipe HELP!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-8030571799127832883</id><published>2008-08-07T22:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:21:36.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Set Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFt_oPL0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/etJHjYA-ai0/s1600-h/DSC07322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681635946213186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFt_oPL0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/etJHjYA-ai0/s320/DSC07322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFunKsPeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mMUTEU_G_K0/s1600-h/DSC07323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681646559706594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFunKsPeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mMUTEU_G_K0/s320/DSC07323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFuzStMOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oh360ABBYSk/s1600-h/DSC07324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681649814548706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFuzStMOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oh360ABBYSk/s320/DSC07324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFvrScJLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/j2-79Kcssyk/s1600-h/DSC07325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681664845817010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFvrScJLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/j2-79Kcssyk/s320/DSC07325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few pictures of the new furniture and set up of our rooms. Not much has changed but I totally loooove our front room! Every time I walk by it I just have to look in. I was telling Caleb last night that it kind of makes me feel like we are a little bit out of that poor college stage (even though we are still totally poor)! Haha... Anyway I like them both a lot!! We watched our first movie last night and because I wasn't use to watching TV so high up on the wall I had to lay down. But it was still fun and exciting to think this nice piece of furniture is ours!! Yes!! (Thanks Chuck and Diane again!)&lt;br /&gt;Also, this thing is sooo nice because it hides away all of Calebs toys (video games, Wii, Guitar Hero, etc.)and it even holds all of Daisy toys in one cabinet. However, it's not the best thing for DVD's. We thought for sure we would be able to fit the DVDs in the drawers but they don't fit! Sooooo, if any of you have seen or know where we can get a shelf thingy for lots of DVDs and that has doors on it let us know! Because yesterday was the best!! This thing hides away everything from Daisy and she hasn't figured out how to open it so I didn't have to do as much yelling or cleaning up!! It was waaay nice! Now if I can just find a DVD case and make Caleb happy and still keep me happy that would be great!! Let me know if you have any ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I just got Breaking Dawn yesterday...except it might take me forever to read with Daisy and School starting soon. But wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-8030571799127832883?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8030571799127832883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=8030571799127832883' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8030571799127832883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/8030571799127832883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-new-set-up.html' title='Our New Set Up'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SKHFt_oPL0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/etJHjYA-ai0/s72-c/DSC07322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-4758307129029133830</id><published>2008-08-07T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:52:40.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Caleb!!</title><content type='html'>Happy 25th Birthday Caleb!!! (as of yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Caleb’s birthday we didn’t do much other than go to church and have church meetings. AND all Caleb wanted for his birthday was two CPA exam review books to help him past his tests later this month. Caleb also loves BBQ’s so I thought I would cut up chicken, red bell peppers, onions, and pine apple to grill. He really liked that idea…but of course he had to cook it. Haha. We then like every Sunday sat down and watched a movie. We watch Batman Returns that way we will be up to date when we finally go see the new one. I also decided we should have a cake with candles…but because I can’t bake for the life of me…he had to make that too. Haha…Too bad. :0) Caleb also thought it would be nice to call his parents and invite them over for cake and ice cream. They came but most of their attention was one Daisy. Poor Caleb. No worries though, she IS cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a while back my sister-in-law Diane called me and asked if we wanted this TV stand that use to be at my parents place in Provo. Because it is Caleb and I and everything we own is passed down from someone else, I couldn’t help but say, “Yes! We will take.” Well, my brother Chuck called earlier this weekend and said that he was coming through on Sunday and will be bringing the stand. He also asked us if we wanted a computer desk. I told Caleb we might not have room but he said, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY… Chuck showed up late last night to move these stands into our house. HA!!! To my surprise they are huge!!! …. Well, after taking off doors to get both stands in and thinking we were all done Chuck said, “hold on I’ve got one more.” I was just thinking Great were else are we going to put this stuff? To our surprise Chuck walked in with his old TV. Which is an older TV BUT much bigger than ours AND it’s free!!! Yes!! Score!!! Thanks Chuck and Diane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point of this story is …Caleb had a fun birthday overall and got a lot more than we thought he would for his birthday! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love you Caleb!! 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To get ready for that get away ALONE …we have been told that we need to work on leaving Daisy with others more often and over night. That way she can get use to being okay with us not around. So this last weekend while in Vegas visiting my family my older sister Liz decided she would take Daisy for the night. It was already late that night so she said it would be easy. So as her and others were pushing me to run upstairs and hurry and pack Daisy's bag… I couldn’t help but think… Nice! No Daisy during church tomorrow!… I now I am a terrible Mom but come on… it would be nice to actually listen to a lesson again. :0) When I finally got down stairs with Daisy’s bag in hand Caleb had already had her car seat loaded. Wow! Liz was really willing to take her… Scaaary! HEY! Not because I didn’t trust Liz, just because I have never ever had a night away from my sweet little girl. I know she's almost a year and the poor girl has never had a night away from her Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we closed the van door and said our goodbyes I started feeling all sad. LUCKILY Liz’s husband Jess decided to peel-out when they took off! That made me laugh…a little. Ha :0)&lt;br /&gt;You would think that not having a kid for the night we would go out and do something fun… but nope not us boring kids. We just got some Taco Bell and sat and watched a movie while being attacked by ants. We also went to bed early and didn’t wake up once during the night!! Yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as church was over the next day we hurried to pack our things, eat a huge turkey lunch and then head out to pick up our baby!!! Yay!!! Caleb and I were even fighting over who got to hold her first!!! …I WON!! Yes.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures I stole from Liz to show off Daisy’s first sleepover with her cousin Clair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXv1E81hI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0jhPzvebCpA/s1600-h/IMG_3064%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232012608822629906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXv1E81hI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0jhPzvebCpA/s320/IMG_3064%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwJW-jxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1u2q_MOcInw/s1600-h/IMG_3068%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232012614266949394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwJW-jxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1u2q_MOcInw/s320/IMG_3068%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwJ_nVHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cEZh4tcPV8s/s1600-h/IMG_3075%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232012614437393522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwJ_nVHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cEZh4tcPV8s/s320/IMG_3075%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwCcIJSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hdgjczjeUiA/s1600-h/IMG_3077%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232012612409500962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXwCcIJSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hdgjczjeUiA/s320/IMG_3077%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t she just the CUTEST!! Ohhh how I missed her SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvZz4RNpAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OTI-67d5sdM/s1600-h/IMG_3081%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232014877422101506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvZz4RNpAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OTI-67d5sdM/s320/IMG_3081%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my Sweet Baby Daisy!!! Thanks again Liz and Jess!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-6363784321242612056?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6363784321242612056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=6363784321242612056' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6363784321242612056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6363784321242612056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-babys-growing-up-0.html' title='My Little Baby&apos;s Growing Up... :0('/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SJvXv1E81hI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0jhPzvebCpA/s72-c/IMG_3064%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-817573991485704072</id><published>2008-07-25T11:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:14.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Promise... I will TRY my Hardest!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-s_7El2XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XllGMiyRmyQ/s1600-h/Picture+711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-s_7El2XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XllGMiyRmyQ/s320/Picture+711.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228587906589120882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of weeks ago Caleb got a call from a state president. However, this particular state president is not in our state. When we figured that out, I just knew Caleb was going to get a calling. But what? …Well, he got called to be the 2nd counseler of the Singles 22nd Ward!! Yep that’s it! I know how exciting …right!? …..But wait! That means the Singles ward is our NEW ward. Awww!! Darn it!! I really liked our married ward too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here was our thought process:&lt;br /&gt;Because I had a calling in our married ward (and I liked/loooooved it) I was going to stay and attend ‘that’ ward. That way we could still have friends that were in our same situation (married with kids). Caleb would then attend the singles ward and every now and then we would go to each other’s wards. Haha. However, I also wanted to attend the ‘other’ ward to be there for Caleb and to be the ‘happily-married-with kid’ example ‘they’ (state president/bishop) wanted/wants us to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY… the whole thing was really complicating for me.  Both bishops’s kept asking me what my plan was and what I wanted to do. Whether I wanted to keep my calling in my old ward or get released and get a calling in the new ward to get more involved with the singles. ---This is about the time I turned to my ‘All Knowing Mommy.’&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-q7Qq4UfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Hy_N2kTs0V4/s1600-h/Picture+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-q7Qq4UfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Hy_N2kTs0V4/s320/Picture+272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228585627464258034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I even finished telling her my situation she said, “Diane, at least Caleb has a time limit (one year). Think of the women whose husbands are called to be prophets. Right now you need to make sacrifices for him and stand by him and be an example. Plus, you don’t want to be a single sister going to a married ward.”---With that said. I called my home bishop and let him know I was going to be supporting Caleb and going with him. To my surprise my bishop quickly said, “GOOD! That’s where you NEED to be! This is not just Caleb’s calling…it’s both of yours. You guys need to be examples to those singles and show them how much fun it is to be married. Don’t be afraid to be all lovey-dovey and make sure you kiss often, hold hands, and hug every chance you get!”---Now with THAT said… I am really going to try my hardest to be positive about this. And even though I am going to lose my calling and totally miss my ward AND be the only one probably in the whole singles building with a screaming kid…Suuuure I will be happy and always keep a smile on my face!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-sRT23lJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CSU5uGh2FVs/s1600-h/Picture+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-sRT23lJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CSU5uGh2FVs/s320/Picture+246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228587105788597394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; …haha.. Oh gosh… wish me luck!! I really am going to try. I promise! We just better have some cool singles in our ward, That’s all I have to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-817573991485704072?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/817573991485704072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=817573991485704072' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/817573991485704072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/817573991485704072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-promise-i-will-try-my-hardest.html' title='I Promise... I will TRY my Hardest!!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SI-s_7El2XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XllGMiyRmyQ/s72-c/Picture+711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-4301162033066130910</id><published>2008-07-25T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:15.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Carseat!!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night we went out and brought Daisy a new carseat. She was way to big for her other one and we thought she might like facing forward. Her first time to ride in her new carseat was that night. It was dark and it was her first time facing forward. She kept looking at us like something was wrong. It was funny. We cheered her on but she was still out of it. Thursday was Pioneer Day!! When we were heading up to Caleb parents house during the day, Daisy got to try out her new car seat again. This time she totally LOVED IT and didn't want us to take her out!!! See for yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaKobQ6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dIuQMnmpPCo/s1600-h/Picture+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaKobQ6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dIuQMnmpPCo/s320/Picture+239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227019087469669138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaK48_VoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EFbKkK4xpfY/s1600-h/Picture+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaK48_VoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EFbKkK4xpfY/s320/Picture+240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227019091906090626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaLPwnuhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JfMBqEDYeN4/s1600-h/Picture+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaLPwnuhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JfMBqEDYeN4/s320/Picture+241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227019098028227090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy helped her Dad pack up her old carseat for her future brothers and sisters. She was sad but at the same time still excited for her new carseat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobbRD6ofI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Iykc3YchXX0/s1600-h/Picture+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobbRD6ofI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Iykc3YchXX0/s320/Picture+235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227020472767128050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobbneiLBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lJyoSdxyAqQ/s1600-h/Picture+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobbneiLBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lJyoSdxyAqQ/s320/Picture+236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227020478784351250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobb7hMY_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/dqbwAKsdHko/s1600-h/Picture+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIobb7hMY_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/dqbwAKsdHko/s320/Picture+238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227020484164215794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-4301162033066130910?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4301162033066130910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=4301162033066130910' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/4301162033066130910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/4301162033066130910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-carseat.html' title='New Carseat!!'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SIoaKobQ6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dIuQMnmpPCo/s72-c/Picture+239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-2063982468540367588</id><published>2008-07-25T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T11:12:08.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!...</title><content type='html'>My best friend, Andrea tagged me to share 10 interesting things about myself. Umm…So I guess here are some I came up with…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I enjoy watching movies with my husband, Caleb. We watch at least one day, along with a large bowl of ice cream, cereal, or homemade popcorn. My favorite movies are action with a touch of comedy. Right now my favorite is Hancock.&lt;br /&gt;2.I have always wanted to be in a play. I have only had 4 theater classes and I enjoyed them all every much. Two of my teachers have asked how long I have been in theater. Many times when I tell them, they are shocked. I love to be in character and on stage and show my fellow classmates that I am not just the shy girl in the back row. It’s really funny because I love ‘yelling’ roles. Most of my classmates don’t know I yelled with my sisters growing up on a daily basis. :0)&lt;br /&gt;3.Although I love being on stage and in character, I HATE to give TALKS! I rather be in a play or teach a lesson than give a talk. I think teaching lessons are much easier than just talking for 10 minutes straight. I like feed back during my lessons and I love to tell stories and hear stories that relate to the topic!&lt;br /&gt;4.I begged my mom to let me take piano lessons when I was in the 4th grade. I loved to practice and still do. Although for having piano lessons from the 4th grade to my senior year of high school I am still not as good as I should be. I have my two favorite keys that I like to play in and that is about all I can play, only because I won’t practice the other keys. :0/ My bad…&lt;br /&gt;5.I have always loved the game volleyball since I can remember. I use to always watch my brothers and sisters play. So when I was in high school I also played. I loved it until my teammates were stupid and always blamed their mistakes on anyone else that was around them. Anyway… it’s a long story but I still love to play, IF it’s with people who actually play just for fun and don’t point out every mistake others make. ‘Cause I promise they probably already know they made the mistake before someone else decides to tell them. &lt;br /&gt;6.I have always loved to sing but never had voice lessons so I don’t think I am that great. But I really do enjoy it and I love to hear how pieces come together in the end. However, I usually act like I don’t care to sing or like to sing when my sisters ask me to because I know that singing is more of their known talents than mine. &lt;br /&gt;7.People often ask me how many kids I want to have. I use to say my relief society answer, which was “as many as the Lord will bless me with.” But when Caleb and I were dating he told me he wanted to have 8. I quickly said “heck no!” But honestly since I have had Daisy and enjoy the stages of her life so much I really do want 8! I know! I am crazy!! But I love having a big family and I think she will when she is older too!!&lt;br /&gt;8.When I was in elementary I was in special Ed classes because I couldn’t read or spell. I had an IEP up until I was in high school. I never used it because I didn’t want my friends to know I was different. In elementary I use to get D’s and F’s but when we moved to our new house Dad told all of us that we needed to get better grades. So I took the challenge and did. I also took it upon myself to read 5-6th grade books at night to help improve my reading. I also worked on my reading by IM-ing my friends. I didn’t realize it at the time but now I see that it also helped with my spelling. &lt;br /&gt;9.Up until my junior year of high school I didn’t think any of my brothers or sisters went to college. I guess I thought that because my parents didn’t talk much about it. It was my brother Eric who I was working for at the time that laughed at me and told me I was wrong! That’s when he and my sister-in-law Kellie both pushed me to hurry and sign up for college. Thanks to both of them for helping me see the light and getting me started!!&lt;br /&gt;10.During my special ed-retard days I remember my teacher in 4th grade teaching my class about fractions. I remember running out of the classroom crying because I didn’t understand why we were talking about pies and pizzas during our math time. I just didn’t get it. When I worked for Eric he had said something like “Yeah Diane, like 2/3’s of the time.” He quickly saw the look I gave him that I didn’t understand what 2/3’s was. He laughed while yelling at our other brother Kevin to come and hear…  “Haha. Kevin, Diane is in her senior year of high school and doesn’t understand fractions!” They both laughed for a bit throwing out all different fractions to see if I knew what they meant. I didn’t of course and almost began to cry. That was when Eric sat down and started teaching me my fractions. He also taught me how to quickly add numbers in my head. Thanks to Eric I looove fractions and I feel so smart when I use them to explain how much of something is left!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… I guess these are my interesting facts about myself. I could’ve just said stuff like anything Disney and I am a very big freak in cleaning and organizing…. But I figured these were more interesting facts about myself that many people are sometimes shocked to hear. &lt;br /&gt;**I would like to TAG and hear more interesting facts about Robin, Erin, Tiffany, Kellie, Liz and anyone else who would like to dish it out.  :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-2063982468540367588?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2063982468540367588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=2063982468540367588' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2063982468540367588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2063982468540367588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-2674794763450055163</id><published>2008-07-15T13:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:19.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of our life...</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was very busy. So many things to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning I helped my ‘buddy’ Jamie out by watching her daughter Addie for a few hours while she went home and packed up more boxes for her move. :0(I know I am so sad!! This is the weekend that she leaves me!!! Aww… I’m going to cry… BUT, anyway while I watched the kids I of course had to take lots of pictures for my BLOG!!! Daisy of course showed off her new banana chairs and showed Addie how she has learned to smile when the little sliver camera comes out…. Haha… isn’t she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITVRL8k8fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PVbEpPPtHFw/s1600-h/Picture+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITVRL8k8fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PVbEpPPtHFw/s320/Picture+221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225535958897979890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Addie thought she would smile too…. “Cheese!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITVlUUXSrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w4GZiYgWhec/s1600-h/Picture+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITVlUUXSrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w4GZiYgWhec/s320/Picture+219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225536304742615730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while and getting bored with the banana chairs they moved on to Daisy toys. I was lucky to get a picture of both of them smiling when really they were fighting over the little car…. But hey, who needs to know they are nothing but cute, sweet little girls? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITWEdq6MYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/94jVGUdCLNA/s1600-h/Picture+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITWEdq6MYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/94jVGUdCLNA/s320/Picture+223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225536839829041538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITWEzaOgMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7XDfiv0S7sI/s1600-h/Picture+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITWEzaOgMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7XDfiv0S7sI/s320/Picture+235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225536845664649410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Caleb went over around 7:30 in the morning to help Jamie and her husband Tyler carry boxes up and down stairs to help them with their move. He helped them until noon and then was so tired he decided to stay home from work to play with me! Yes!! I was excited!! …. Of course when Caleb and I were in our room making the bed we heard Daisy screaming from her room. Of course we knew exactly what kind of scream it was…. (Daisy has this thing where she thinks that if her eyes can see threw small spaces… she can fit threw them…. getting her head and body stuck)…. So I ran into her room to see what she had got her head stuck in between this time. When I found her I couldn’t help but crack up laughing. Daisy had been climbing all over her car seat and I guess somehow got turned upside down. She couldn’t move nor could she mess with gravity. Oh the poor little girl. I didn’t help her either because I really wanted to see how she would get herself out of this mess. Ha ha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW9V8-8aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/a9FgRNncdOE/s1600-h/Picture+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW9V8-8aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/a9FgRNncdOE/s320/Picture+254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225537817009910178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW9whFUEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/myU8xEgCT6U/s1600-h/Picture+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW9whFUEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/myU8xEgCT6U/s320/Picture+255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225537824140644418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW-DaHwqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xS8iJ9-uIPU/s1600-h/Picture+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITW-DaHwqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xS8iJ9-uIPU/s320/Picture+256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225537829211718306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Caleb and I thought it would be fun to invite a few friends over for a BBQ and a movie. So we called everyone up and told them to bring their own meat and anything else they want to share with the group. Caleb called up his brother to borrow a projector, and then talked to his parents about their surround sound, as we went and picked up some white sheets from Wal-Mart for our screen. The night turned out great! We ate lots and lots of food along with ice cream and homemade popcorn. When it started to get dark around 9:30pm we set up The Italian Job and got comfortable…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY8Aj9EDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AUEd5kGPYKw/s1600-h/Picture+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY8Aj9EDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AUEd5kGPYKw/s320/Picture+257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225539993111171122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY8gv-aEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Bzx3PSbdwng/s1600-h/Picture+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY8gv-aEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Bzx3PSbdwng/s320/Picture+261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225540001751525442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY9igd9_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/b5M5Aip5c8I/s1600-h/Picture+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITY9igd9_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/b5M5Aip5c8I/s320/Picture+262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225540019403225074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ6gJHKjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sYO0_e2a-5I/s1600-h/Picture+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ6gJHKjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sYO0_e2a-5I/s320/Picture+264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541066740410930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7PFU1uI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OqISu7xCVyk/s1600-h/Picture+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7PFU1uI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OqISu7xCVyk/s320/Picture+272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541079340996322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7cpelpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xduTj-zM2z8/s1600-h/Picture+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7cpelpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xduTj-zM2z8/s320/Picture+274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541082982291090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7jRDoVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/hMWPafmIqbU/s1600-h/Picture+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITZ7jRDoVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/hMWPafmIqbU/s320/Picture+278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541084758909266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… for all of 15 minutes into the movie when it started to sprinkle!! (Leave it to wonderful UTARD weather to ruin our evening). So, packed up and moved everything inside, figuring with our luck it would pour of we stayed outside. Darn!! Huh!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbKfv1h-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wv5W265C9ak/s1600-h/Picture+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbKfv1h-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wv5W265C9ak/s320/Picture+281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542441023932386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbLOHZqgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UOFX8RKYWus/s1600-h/Picture+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbLOHZqgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UOFX8RKYWus/s320/Picture+282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542453470800386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbLbGzSYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ts7EEePhKaI/s1600-h/Picture+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbLbGzSYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ts7EEePhKaI/s320/Picture+284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542456957946242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbL-_fKQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1r4jSyE4hto/s1600-h/Picture+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITbL-_fKQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1r4jSyE4hto/s320/Picture+287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542466590943490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The night was still a blast and we even got to play Wii on the big screen after our movie and then after church the next day watch more movies and play Guitar Hero!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and Tyler stayed with us Saturday night and left Sunday after Church. I was so sad to see Jamie leave. Even when we were outside saying our good-byes it was pouring down rain! It was just like the movies!! Such a sad ending!! But, no worries Jamie promises she will get a Blog when she moves it! Then you can all meet my 'buddy'!! Yay!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* We will miss you Tyler, Jamie and Addie!! We love you guys!! Come back and visit soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-2674794763450055163?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2674794763450055163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=2674794763450055163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2674794763450055163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/2674794763450055163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/story-of-our-life.html' title='The Story of our life...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SITVRL8k8fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PVbEpPPtHFw/s72-c/Picture+221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-578794333927617362</id><published>2008-07-15T13:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:20.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Chairs...</title><content type='html'>Back in May after graduation Caleb and I went out and bought some banana chairs. We saw them a while back during the school year and thought they were to comfortable to pass up. So we bought them. It took eight weeks for them to come in. As you can tell Daisy loves them. They are now "her" chairs and will climb on anyone that is sitting on them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pB_uh3NI/AAAAAAAAADU/Nrq2jA6MAzk/s1600-h/Picture+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pB_uh3NI/AAAAAAAAADU/Nrq2jA6MAzk/s320/Picture+215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223376257082842322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pCX4Og2I/AAAAAAAAADc/NkUD4F11hq4/s1600-h/Picture+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pCX4Og2I/AAAAAAAAADc/NkUD4F11hq4/s320/Picture+217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223376263565968226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pC1zz6kI/AAAAAAAAADk/5gaQtvAr5BQ/s1600-h/Picture+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pC1zz6kI/AAAAAAAAADk/5gaQtvAr5BQ/s320/Picture+222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223376271600511554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pDc0TsOI/AAAAAAAAADs/B7P-D7GvmJA/s1600-h/Picture+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pDc0TsOI/AAAAAAAAADs/B7P-D7GvmJA/s320/Picture+219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223376282071576802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-578794333927617362?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/578794333927617362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=578794333927617362' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/578794333927617362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/578794333927617362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/banana-chairs.html' title='Banana Chairs...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0pB_uh3NI/AAAAAAAAADU/Nrq2jA6MAzk/s72-c/Picture+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-6257568282232894863</id><published>2008-07-15T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:21.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare... July 14, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0ixGchwmI/AAAAAAAAACs/R6Qzn6R5Fnc/s1600-h/DSC06013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0ixGchwmI/AAAAAAAAACs/R6Qzn6R5Fnc/s200/DSC06013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369369758843490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0ixYySa0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/J23SkAbQEA4/s1600-h/DSC06228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0ixYySa0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/J23SkAbQEA4/s200/DSC06228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369374681951042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iyM_KibI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kCEHlPtJPsk/s1600-h/Picture+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iyM_KibI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kCEHlPtJPsk/s200/Picture+276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369388694604210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iylhPFRI/AAAAAAAAADE/nEUXrKNhmRc/s1600-h/Picture+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iylhPFRI/AAAAAAAAADE/nEUXrKNhmRc/s200/Picture+218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369395279959314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iy4KrAFI/AAAAAAAAADM/i1_9IAMgp7w/s1600-h/Picture+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0iy4KrAFI/AAAAAAAAADM/i1_9IAMgp7w/s200/Picture+225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369400285593682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up not ever having a family pet. I thought it was because my parents didn't like them. However, come to find out years later... it was because my older brothers and sisters used to have all kinds of pets from dogs to snakes and even chickens. Mom says that she use to come home and catch her boys jumping the chicks on the trampoline. That was I guess when they decided 'no more pets'...making us younger kids believe that pets would never ever be allowed in the Mohler house. Along with also making us younger ones not even care to be around the stinking little things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, when I married Caleb he had a pet. Yep, a dog named Shakespeare. Luckily where we live won't allow us to have pets. (Yes!) And luckily while Caleb was on his mission his dog learned to love his Mom more. (Thank goodness!) Meaning Mom keeps the dog and we don't! (Wonderful!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER! Since Caleb was Shakespeares second favorite person, we were his parents first choice to leave Shakespeare with when they needed to leave town. Caleb of Course loved having his childhood dog stay with us for weeks at a time. But me? No! I fought with him every time I heard the phone ring and Caleb say, "Of course Mom! We will be here! We would love to take him!" .... Leading me into my same arguements I have every time&lt;br /&gt;"He sheds!"&lt;br /&gt;"He smells!"&lt;br /&gt;"He poops and Pees and its still on his butt!"&lt;br /&gt;"He's always watching my every move!"&lt;br /&gt;"He follows me everywhere...even pushes the door open to watch me pee!"&lt;br /&gt;"He has to sleep in our room?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I won't have sex with you.... his watching!"&lt;br /&gt;"His hair is everywhere! Your daughter crawls here!"&lt;br /&gt;"Can't someone else watch him?"&lt;br /&gt;...hoping to win THIS fight....."And we're not even suppose to have pets here!"&lt;br /&gt;Thats when Caleb rolls his eyes and say "fine." Soon followed by my "fine he can stay here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...a couple of months ago Shakespeare started getting real sick...I think they said he had canser? He had surgery but it still came back. Thats when I got a call from Caleb's mom on Saturday saying they were going to put him down Monday. (Yesterday). I was to be the one to tell Caleb. (Great! Now I am really the bad guy) Caleb actually dealt with it better than I thought he would. I think he knew it was time for Shakespeare to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare was put down July 14, 2008 at 2:00pm. Caleb and his Dad started digging a whole in their backyard at 2:40pm. They had Shakespeare in a brown box wrapped in a towel. They opened it one last time so that Caleb and his Mom could say their goodbyes. I stood back and watched and of course remember all the times that I said he smelt and pushed him away because I didn't want to smell him or get hair on me. Most of all I tried to remember that other than the gross things about animals in general, Shakespeare was a good dog and most of all a good dog to Caleb and Caleb Loved him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-6257568282232894863?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6257568282232894863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=6257568282232894863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6257568282232894863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6257568282232894863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/shakespeare-july-14-2008.html' title='Shakespeare... July 14, 2008'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH0ixGchwmI/AAAAAAAAACs/R6Qzn6R5Fnc/s72-c/DSC06013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-6959606468136858906</id><published>2008-07-09T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:47:52.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BESTEST Holiday EVER!!</title><content type='html'>I can't even begin to tell people how much  I love the 4th of July! It is my favorite holiday and has been ever since I can remember! I love the fireworks, I love how everyone everywhere you go is wearing red, white, or blue (even if they don't mean too).  Most of all everyone is so nice!! It's the one time of the year where people aren't pushing you around in stores saying they had that first, like Christmas. And, everyone is outside putting on BBQ's, playing in pools, going to parades, going to parks to throw a ball around, setting off fireworks, and just flat out eating all day and enjoying the weather! I tell ya it's the best!! Waaaay better than Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year so far has been my favorite!! I have always loved going to my older sisters Debbie park where the fireworks are pretty much landing right on your head. But those 4th of July's have always started when the day is pretty much over. However, NOT this year!! This year Liz and Stephen and their families were both in town.  We even started the day out nice and early! First we ate breakfast along with lots of pictures, then we headed to the Main Street Parade, also with lots of pictures. At the parade it was nice to see everyone with their hands over their hearts when the flag came down the street! (I'm telling you!! What a holiday!! No one needed to tell anyone to do it. We just did it on our own and out of respect for our country!) We then play at the park where Caleb and Jess had a rock climbing race. Of course...Jess own. Sorry Caleb. :0( We then headed back to our nice cold house where we served everyone ice cream and played Wii. Liz's kids tried out our new pool... but Mason said, "Man, that pools COLD!" Stephen and Kellie headed to a birthday party, Liz and Jess headed to a BBQ, while Caleb and I went to meet his family at the park for our BBQ. We met up later that night to watch fireworks at the airport. We brought sparklers for the kids until the fireworks started. Caleb played his only patriotic song over and over out of his car while the fireworks went off, just so I could fully enjoy my favorite Holiday!! When we left the firework show there was a ton of traffic like any show. But, once again because of this one day of the year we didn't need any cops telling us to take turns so that traffic could move smoothly!! It's that awesome!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we were all so tired that we decided to wait until the next night to set off all of our own fireworks. That too was cool! I lite the first one, not realizing it was a large flashing light that blind us all.  (Wait, I think I lite two at once! Scary!!)  After my freak out, I let Caleb and Jess take over!! They had tons of fun trying to get the lighters to work and put together a good show for the rest of us. They didn't let us down when they raced together to light five fireworks at the end just so we could have a great finale!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again!! The 4th of July is the bestEST bestEST holiday ever!!!! Yay!! I hope next year is even better!!! Maybe Liz and Jess will come again? 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We thought there would be too many clicks and we wouldn't get along with anyone. A year after attending a family ward the members were still asking us to stand up and introduce ourselves since they 'thought' we were new to the ward. (Let me remind you, this was a ward where the members were newly married or nearly dead.) :) Anyway, Caleb and I gave up with that ward and decided to "try" the college university wards. BUT before we did we came across the Ensign for January '08. There was an article in it called &lt;em&gt;Making Every Ward Your Family&lt;/em&gt; (I think) ....Anyway... We decided to take the challenge of the article and actually put ourselves out there to meet people. And we did! However, that week at church they had combined wards for the New Year holiday ...So everyone we had met the week before was from the other ward.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the point of this story is that I love our new ward!! It is the best and the members are so welcoming! It really almost makes me wish we had attended university wards sooner. But at the same time...attending the family ward really makes us appreciate this ward a lot more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER! Attending a university ward where couples are deciding what, when, and where they will go for their future careers SUCKS! I met a freaken awesome girl in this ward named Jamie. She has a little girl a bit older than Daisy, but the two of them get along great, along with Jamie and I! But of course, now that the two of us are really close and talk about the things that all mommy's and wives talk about, such as kids and sex. She is now &lt;em&gt;moving&lt;/em&gt; in two weeks!! One of which she will not be in town! I am so mad!! I liked her too!! I freakin' really wanted to keep playing with her! She's taught me so much!! For example, I can't cook for the life of me! Believe me. I have "tired." Over and over again. But Jamie walked me step through step on how to make a roast, and I did It! (for Fathers Day!) . She even taught me how to make a book for Caleb, and just calls me and makes me feel important!Ahhh... This just sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;Last month we even went to Vegas together, a week or so ago we took our kids out back to swim, and this morning she showed me that our public library readers to babies and toodlers in the morning! It was fun too and we could've made it a fun activity to do with are kids every morning. ....But Nooooo!! She has to go and move. Now who am I going to play &lt;em&gt;Mommy's &lt;/em&gt;with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1Wvgn8P_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Si6ddcbwDWo/s1600-h/Picture+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218922917403574258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1Wvgn8P_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Si6ddcbwDWo/s200/Picture+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1WuwLVSVI/AAAAAAAAABM/k25NN4mI2zI/s1600-h/Picture+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218922904398678354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1WuwLVSVI/AAAAAAAAABM/k25NN4mI2zI/s200/Picture+287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1bd-ZDHlI/AAAAAAAAABc/Roek1zYJfmE/s1600-h/DSC06753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218928113714667090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1bd-ZDHlI/AAAAAAAAABc/Roek1zYJfmE/s200/DSC06753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1beF0V2yI/AAAAAAAAABk/fiIJAUD_zBE/s1600-h/DSC06755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218928115708189474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1beF0V2yI/AAAAAAAAABk/fiIJAUD_zBE/s200/DSC06755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-6841446894381431899?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6841446894381431899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=6841446894381431899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6841446894381431899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/6841446894381431899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-play-date.html' title='New Play Date?'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SG1WtpncnaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YiP4-o8SkiU/s72-c/Picture+182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828370315148785839.post-7133491627248231471</id><published>2008-07-02T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:27.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SGvLGqnU-HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X8mbyHFaXkA/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218487908617746546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SGvLGqnU-HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X8mbyHFaXkA/s320/Picture+028.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;Last weekend Caleb and I went to Provo for a baby blessing. We decided to crash Liz’s party at the townhouse where she was there alone with no family…and especially no kids! Of course doing that we sucked into her signing us up for this Blogspot thing. I’ve heard a couple of my sister-in-laws talk about it but I thought it was just for old stay-at-home mommy’s that had nothing better to do. So…whatever…. Liz signed us up and since I’m not in school right now and I don’t feel like cleaning AND Daisy is asleep, why not check it out and see how it works…. Um lets see…&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and I get along great. We almost never fight and when we do its often over family or who's way is better at packing. Which of course it’s my way!&lt;br /&gt;Um…living in a small town there is not too much to do but only hope that family drops by to visit. So to entertain us I go to school while Caleb works. While he is at work... I do homework, clean house, wash clothes, change diapers, take out trash, dust, water lawn, pay bills, and try to come up with something for dinner. Along with showering Daisy and I, and constantly picking up after her. Mostly because I am a freak! Everything has to have a place and it can only be out of place for so long! So, even though I only give Daisy a few toys at a time to play with, I am still picking them up every half hour just so she can dump them back out, so we can play "Mommy pick-up" all over again!&lt;br /&gt;When Caleb finally comes home from work I walk him step-by-step through my whole day, including how many times I picked up Daisy's toys. We then eat a microwave dinner while setting in front of the TV and watching a movie (along with a large bowl of homemade popcorn). OR after dinner we go to the wonderful 'WAL-MART' in town and spend money like we have it!&lt;br /&gt;As our nights come to an end I am once again followed in to the bedroom being told "it's been too long." :0)&lt;br /&gt;The Next Morning it starts all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…So, How’d I do for my opening BLOG?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828370315148785839-7133491627248231471?l=dddrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/feeds/7133491627248231471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828370315148785839&amp;postID=7133491627248231471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/7133491627248231471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828370315148785839/posts/default/7133491627248231471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dddrees.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-about-us.html' title='All About us...'/><author><name>Caleb and Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14837323779302430390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SH4qPTlOmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vKYKoOQk2QM/S220/DSC04175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DV5C_Khmoag/SGvLGqnU-HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X8mbyHFaXkA/s72-c/Picture+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
