<?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-6728938823906119301</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:22:43.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Albrighton's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-280035035536444917</id><published>2009-04-04T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T06:27:33.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddgCZgTcII/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvzWxVstoMA/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320827079083913346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddgCZgTcII/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvzWxVstoMA/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sddfuk2pM6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lY-Lp028zXM/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320826738533020578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sddfuk2pM6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lY-Lp028zXM/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddfdjWJzMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RbQwQBFavcE/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddfPzyj36I/AAAAAAAAAGs/-39OkV2Dafs/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddfPkhGt2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/y4gF1Q6GfdY/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddfPmPPeXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qgjg5a6ER5c/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320826206328682866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddfPmPPeXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qgjg5a6ER5c/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;things have been kinda crazy around my house as of late. We are trying to get ready for the mover to come (which happens on Monday) and Luke left for Rock Springs already to start his new job. So, Luke and i were on the telephone yesterday morning..it was the first conversation we had, had in a couple of days. I was relaxing upstairs visiting with my husband catching up on what was new in his world and letting him know what was going on at home. Things were pretty quite downstairs, never a good sign at my house, so i went downstairs to check on things and found Keagan and Ella in the bathroom with a pair of scissors and a pile of hair. This was the only part of the conversation that i heard.&lt;br /&gt;Keagan: "like a rockstar Ell"&lt;br /&gt;Elle: "yeah Keags i look beautiful right"&lt;br /&gt;me: WRONG you should have seen what they had done to themselves. Ella had little sticky up hair (we call them Sprigs) all over the top and back of her head. and i didn't notice until later that they had done a fair amount of whacking on Keagans head as well. I didn't take pics until i got their hair fixed. But after a quick trip to cool cuts they both ended up with snazzy new doo's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-280035035536444917?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/280035035536444917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/04/kids-and-haircuts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/280035035536444917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/280035035536444917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/04/kids-and-haircuts.html' title='Kids and haircuts'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SddgCZgTcII/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvzWxVstoMA/s72-c/IMG_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-6255791060396491815</id><published>2009-03-04T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:46:16.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7D0KXMBPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5-ugEeYpoKs/s1600-h/P1000069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396311618618610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7D0KXMBPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5-ugEeYpoKs/s320/P1000069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's so fun when Amy's family comes for a visit.  We always end up spending too much money though....but there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; many great places to eat, fun things to try, and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7Dzt5OKyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/R6Zk3yfjZoc/s1600-h/P1000060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396303976737570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7Dzt5OKyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/R6Zk3yfjZoc/s320/P1000060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7DzQR6VqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eWA9pPJzCeo/s1600-h/P1000050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396296027231906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7DzQR6VqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eWA9pPJzCeo/s320/P1000050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids and i at the Hop (oh baby).  We had such a great time together.  I love it when Amy comes to visit, we always have so much fun, and there is always so much exploring to do.  I can't wait until i am close enough to go and visit her whenever i feel like it, or when my kids are asking for her which they do.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7DzFgOo4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/vT09F2NKRsc/s1600-h/P1000049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396293134492546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7DzFgOo4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/vT09F2NKRsc/s320/P1000049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7Dy3CWoHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XWkBQbfw9rA/s1600-h/P1000010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396289251090546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7Dy3CWoHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XWkBQbfw9rA/s320/P1000010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-6255791060396491815?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/6255791060396491815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/03/amys-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/6255791060396491815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/6255791060396491815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/03/amys-visit.html' title='Amy&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/Sa7D0KXMBPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5-ugEeYpoKs/s72-c/P1000069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-1361331499439451175</id><published>2009-02-04T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:49:15.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so very busy!</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh i have so much to say and just a few minutes to say it.  I am sleepy and i have horrible kink in my neck which i am thinking is going to require a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soakin&lt;/span&gt; in the tub......I am going to miss my Tub o  when we move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES...we are finally moving back where i come from (anyone humming the tune?)  Luke and i went to Rock Springs to buy a house.  Wish we could pick up the market here and move it there sob sob.  But we did find a house that we both agreed on.  Jen, we are going to be neighbors.  We are going to have a new house built on Via Assisi (Luke hates the name of our street).   The house should be finished around the end of April so that means we will only have to have temporary housing for a few weeks, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Halliburton&lt;/span&gt; is footing the bill....that doesn't suck.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; is a little confused about what is going to happen.  While we were in RS i took him to CDC to show him his new school and he got to meet his new OT....we are gonna miss our therapists here though.....him more than me i suppose.  He seemed to like the new school tho' i hope that this goes smoothly hopefully i get the camera so i can take pics of him at therapy before we move.  For those of you who don't know my little boy has kind of a hard time with changes....when i decided to paint my wall red in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt; he sobbed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sobed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sobobed&lt;/span&gt; for days poor little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kido&lt;/span&gt;.  So, i am doing my best to try and prepare him.  Pray for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; started Karate today, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt; funny.  We are glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt; put Landon in too so K and Landon are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;learnin&lt;/span&gt; karate together.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is school and PT/OT so it's my crazy day i am usually running around trying to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; to and fro on time (i am late to everything!)  Also i a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hopin&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Amus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; are going to show their happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; faces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; night.....we can't wait wait for them to come.  We tell you all about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;priss&lt;/span&gt; is exactly that, she is trouble and a terrible two...can't wait for the fits to subside a little.  however she is sleeping like a little angel now!  I love my babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-1361331499439451175?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/1361331499439451175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-so-very-busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1361331499439451175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1361331499439451175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-so-very-busy.html' title='Oh so very busy!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-774498018285331014</id><published>2009-01-12T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:39:53.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwounts2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-Q8POleQ52g/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290586769776816994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwounts2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-Q8POleQ52g/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwnzh8h9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TCwuxQI2GvE/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290586753914931154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwnzh8h9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TCwuxQI2GvE/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwnnstcBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A8MxqR30paU/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290586750738853906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwnnstcBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A8MxqR30paU/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Amy had me researching dogs on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; today at a website called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dogbreedinfo&lt;/span&gt;.com and while we were looking, i went to the Great Bernese (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eiger&lt;/span&gt;) and they didn't have any information or a picture. So, I took a picture of our handsome boy and submitted it......how cool would that be if they picked him. I would like to put a little blurb on the bottom....for Stud services please e-mail me at........ Anyhow here are the pics i submitted.  He is such a cool dog!&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/6728938823906119301-774498018285331014?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/774498018285331014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/01/eiger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/774498018285331014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/774498018285331014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2009/01/eiger.html' title='Eiger'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SWvwounts2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-Q8POleQ52g/s72-c/IMG_0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-7957452896642835215</id><published>2008-12-22T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:16:12.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas clothes and going to church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-vEFoSXyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/43Pyq_deSp0/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282633372694372130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-vEFoSXyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/43Pyq_deSp0/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-u70v9FVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eUwFfBY-5Vk/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uh3hSjzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7o3PPc0_sjE/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632784791375666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uh3hSjzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7o3PPc0_sjE/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uhegUYhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EanP4C4ozYE/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632778076414482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uhegUYhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EanP4C4ozYE/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uhM6vHfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2poPUBAfIsw/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632773355380210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-uhM6vHfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2poPUBAfIsw/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-ugkO5NJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u64wdJakJr0/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are the pics of my kiddos in their church clothes. Thank you thank you Amy, the most talented person i know for sewing this beautiful dress. I am so pleased that Amy is able to sew cute dresses for my miss to go to church. I got Keagan dressed in his church clothes (which he hates). So then off to church we went. Keagan spent the entire sacrament with his head buried in my coat, hating the music, but miss Ella stood on her chair and directed music and sang at the top of her lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-7957452896642835215?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/7957452896642835215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-clothes-and-going-to-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/7957452896642835215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/7957452896642835215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-clothes-and-going-to-church.html' title='Christmas clothes and going to church'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SU-vEFoSXyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/43Pyq_deSp0/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-3642489887731414068</id><published>2008-12-19T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:20:53.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school time fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keagan's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; party at school.  Ella and i went for the last hour of the school day and we had such a wonderful time.  Ella can't wait until she gets to go to school.  She walked right in and hung up her coat in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keagans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cubby&lt;/span&gt; and then went and sat next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; on the ABC rug for circle time.  She is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; cute.  I proud of both of my kiddo's and can't believe how well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; is adjusted to his new school already.  He has made friend with his table mates Brianna and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Caprise&lt;/span&gt; (he calls her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ka&lt;/span&gt; Freeze).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Caprise&lt;/span&gt; actually goes to Therapy at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;same time&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; at the hospital so we get to see her twice on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt;...they are becoming fast friends, as they both have sensory problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-3642489887731414068?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/3642489887731414068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-time-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/3642489887731414068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/3642489887731414068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-time-fun.html' title='school time fun'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-1483480629093149750</id><published>2008-12-18T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:36:34.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdzv4sBHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AMy5ndf9A94/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281136656654271602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdzv4sBHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AMy5ndf9A94/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdzOE03XI/AAAAAAAAADs/2rNNPj-xahM/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281136647578377586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdzOE03XI/AAAAAAAAADs/2rNNPj-xahM/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdy6k-1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/lBZvM-2pm00/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281136642344539602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdy6k-1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/lBZvM-2pm00/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdyk8mz3I/AAAAAAAAADc/G4L_kG0U9lU/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281136636538048370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdyk8mz3I/AAAAAAAAADc/G4L_kG0U9lU/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdyGhuueI/AAAAAAAAADU/lZ3G8RJzcyU/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281136628372257250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdyGhuueI/AAAAAAAAADU/lZ3G8RJzcyU/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; i had the splendid opportunity to take my kids to see Santa at the mall. We had such a fun time playing, eating and visiting with the jolly man. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; had fun, Ella was trying to crawl up my legs and run away the entire time. She keeps telling everyone she is afraid of Santa. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; however, ran and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; his sweet little face into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;santa's&lt;/span&gt; beard gave him a big hug and a kiss and them continued to rub his face the whole time he talked to him. He tells Santa he would like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bugbot&lt;/span&gt; and a dude for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; (a dude is a soda in a glass bottle) so yes my son asked for a pop for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;, i think i will always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; the year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; asked for a pop. He kindly remembered to request presents for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fraidy&lt;/span&gt; cat Ella also, stating that she would like glass slippers, anyone seen these let me know, and a beautiful princess dress. He keeps telling everyone that Santa told him he WAS a good boy...so therefore this must be true (ask me again by the end of the day how true i believe it to be). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6728938823906119301-1483480629093149750?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/1483480629093149750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-santa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1483480629093149750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1483480629093149750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa.......'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUpdzv4sBHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AMy5ndf9A94/s72-c/IMG_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-1660223535348807820</id><published>2008-12-11T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:08:34.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrr it's cold outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUxh1wkSI/AAAAAAAAABM/rb-0guGIVC0/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278734185617461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUxh1wkSI/AAAAAAAAABM/rb-0guGIVC0/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUInt7GwI/AAAAAAAAABE/ymjYBzLZfYE/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278733482820573954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUInt7GwI/AAAAAAAAABE/ymjYBzLZfYE/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUA_PUh8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/PqP3pGERdts/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278733351695714242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUA_PUh8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/PqP3pGERdts/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; was thrilled to wake up last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; to our first snow.....he had been asking when he could build a snowman, he thought at last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;now is&lt;/span&gt; my chance. I promised him that we could when he got home school. So while he was at school Ella and i went to target and bought all of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snow gear&lt;/span&gt; to surprise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keags&lt;/span&gt; when we picked him up. Surprise!!!!!! He was stoked but patiently waited while i fed them both and put Ells down for a nap and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; and i went out and has some snow time fun. I pulled him all about the neighborhood on a sled, we tried sledding but it wasn't really slick snow so we just bogged down, and you couldn't make a snowball for anything. However we still has such a great time together......it' s not often enough that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; and i get to spend time just he and i and i cherish every moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again on Tuesday (another school day) It snowed, again not good snow for a snowman, but it made for a pretty picture out of our back door first thing in the morning......i love it when it's all frozen outside makes me feel in the spirit (of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;).   The roads were really slick though and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keagan&lt;/span&gt; was late again to school, at this point i am o for 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;. My goal this Thursday was to be on time guess what?  I was!&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/6728938823906119301-1660223535348807820?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/1660223535348807820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/brrrr-its-cold-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1660223535348807820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/1660223535348807820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/brrrr-its-cold-outside.html' title='Brrrr it&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUHUxh1wkSI/AAAAAAAAABM/rb-0guGIVC0/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728938823906119301.post-8482695408959404340</id><published>2008-12-10T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:15:57.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a sucka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBpfvKbvzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sFenDmV0CtA/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278334757235310386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBpfvKbvzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sFenDmV0CtA/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBpWIT9VJI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VUKzF3MIEuo/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278334592187454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBpWIT9VJI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VUKzF3MIEuo/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so i am going to join the world of blogging.....it is so much fun to read everyone else's and so i thought why deprive the world of reading mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Here are new pics of my children. Keagan is 4 years old already, i can't believe how quickly it has gone. Ells is 2 and if you looked up terrible two in the dictionary there would be a photo of my baby, it seems like she is forever throwing herself on the floor in some kind of fit.....my sympathy (and patience) is waining. &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/6728938823906119301-8482695408959404340?l=sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/feeds/8482695408959404340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-sucka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/8482695408959404340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728938823906119301/posts/default/8482695408959404340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyalbrighton.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-sucka.html' title='I am a sucka'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636353787967524441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBrA9oUfdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ocNKg1M8hHg/S220/IMG_0052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B81zx92-eeI/SUBpfvKbvzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sFenDmV0CtA/s72-c/IMG_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
