<?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-8812525647106850128</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:57:36.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitcher Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8592587585384386240</id><published>2010-12-24T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T17:49:07.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010!!! What a year!</title><content type='html'>Well what a year Shasta, the girls, and I have had. It has been a lot of fun and we hope that next year is as much fun. In May Shasta turned 24 years old. Man the time flys when you are having fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU-9ngCRTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/T-NWyx1Bedo/s1600/005+%25288%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU-9ngCRTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/T-NWyx1Bedo/s320/005+%25288%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The "Old' Lady﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We definately had a lot of fun this summer. We thought it would be fun to just do a bunch of camping with our family and&amp;nbsp;make&amp;nbsp;a lot of memories. So we used some of our tax return money and bought a nice new spring bar tent and&amp;nbsp;new sleeping bags for us and the girls as well as some other camping necessities. We planned to do a few trips up to Idaho and go with Shasta's family. We had a lot of fun as you might tell from&amp;nbsp; these photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUdn1s1anI/AAAAAAAAAes/GN_WX158av0/s1600/S7003213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUdn1s1anI/AAAAAAAAAes/GN_WX158av0/s320/S7003213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shasta, Kylee, and Avery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUfHZVwvVI/AAAAAAAAAew/QeNnx-1gwL4/s1600/001+%252831%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUfHZVwvVI/AAAAAAAAAew/QeNnx-1gwL4/s320/001+%252831%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Ky, and Aves on Grandpa's fourwheeler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of July Avery turned 2 and it was an exciting day for her. She specifically asked for an Elmo cake and daddy couldn't disappoint (Shasta helped a ton with the cake). It turned out awesome! Take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUorv4DpXI/AAAAAAAAAe0/N9OXurVa_yU/s1600/S7003175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUorv4DpXI/AAAAAAAAAe0/N9OXurVa_yU/s320/S7003175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ELMO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUpgy_WqdI/AAAAAAAAAe4/RS6YhpDH_PI/s1600/S7003179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUpgy_WqdI/AAAAAAAAAe4/RS6YhpDH_PI/s320/S7003179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Look at that cute face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I committed to coaching football for another season at West Jordan High School. I just love being involved with it in whatever way I can. Shasta is a great support even though she becomes a widow during the season. I love that woman! Anyway, I was asked to come up and coach the Varsity players this season. I was the offensive line coach. It was a really great experience and I was able to coach some great young men. ﻿Sorry no pics for this one you will just have to imagine it ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The girls have been involved in some fun things this year. They both love going to their classes at church. Kylee is a Sunbeam and Avery is still in Nursery. Kylee got to say her part in the primary program this year and that was a lot of fun. Shasta and I were also in the primary program since we are the 7-8 year old teachers. Kylee also started taking a dance class this fall. She did really well in the beginning but has slowly lost interest and so we don't think we will be doing it much longer. Both of them have loved being able to go and help mommy at work (for those that don't know Shasta runs product between stores for a local scrapbook store Heartland Paper, unfortunately they are closing for good at the end of the year and Shasta and the girls will be out of a job). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kylee turned four earlier this month and certainly has the attitude to go with it. We hope that passes soon. She is so much fun when she isn't picking on her little sister and causing some type of mischief. We went and saw the new Disney Princess movie "Tangled" for her birthday. It was really a well done movie and we all had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUx7ZspFuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XJbqxB7122Y/s1600/S7003547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRUx7ZspFuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XJbqxB7122Y/s320/S7003547.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Princess﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Earlier this Christmas week we decided it would be fun to take the girls ice skating. Shasta and I have our own skates and my parents have a pair of little kid skates that are adjustable, so the girls took turns. We went to a little outdoor ice rink in South Jordan next to The Pie Pizzaria. We went with my parents and Teagan, we had a BLAST! We ate some pizza at The Pie and then ﻿took the girls out. Avery was a natural, she didn't fall at all and loved just being out there. Kylee took a little more time to get the hang of it, but by the end she was doing great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU0x9qQ56I/AAAAAAAAAfA/Ay8EJ5elC7U/s1600/S7003552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU0x9qQ56I/AAAAAAAAAfA/Ay8EJ5elC7U/s320/S7003552.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿The Natural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU2NVTGElI/AAAAAAAAAfE/SNzm7J1MQ58/s1600/S7003554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU2NVTGElI/AAAAAAAAAfE/SNzm7J1MQ58/s320/S7003554.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Rookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did forget to mention one piece of information. Maybe because it is a sore subject with us right now. We have been looking for a home for quite some time now and in October we thought we had found the perfect one. At last our search was over. So we made an offer on the home, they countered, we countered that and finally our offer was accepted. There were some stipulations to the us buying the home. New flooring had to be installed throughout and new appliances were needed. Easy enough for someone who works for RC Willey and on top of that we had worked it out so that the seller of the home would pay for it all! The problem was that it all had to be done before our lender would close on it. We decided to get going on it pretty quickly once our counter offer was accepted. We brought in a home inspector to have the inspection done. This is where it starts to get bad. The inspector did a real crappy job on the inspection. He found "indications" of mold or mold like growth in several locations. Also we found out that there were some issues with the upstairs toilet as well as some other minor things. The seller agreed to fix most of the work. The mold thing kept eating at me though. Needless to say that when the news did a story on mold in homes I was glued to the TV. We had already pulled out all of the flooring ourselves and found what in my opinion was a significant amount of mold in a couple areas of the home. I managed to talk Shasta in to having a mold inspection done on the home. GOOD THINKING! We managed to clean up most of the visual mold ourselves and the flooring that we picked out and got the seller a great deal on too I might add was laid in the home. The&amp;nbsp;mold inspector came the next week. The guy ended up finding TOXIC mold in the home. He said it wasn't a particularly large amount but it did worry him enough that he recommended doing a complete remediation in the basement and laundry room area since these areas seemed to have been effected by some type of flooding. Lucky for us our lender wouldn't lend on the home unless the remediation was done and the mold was completely removed. We decided to walk away from the home at that point. After all the hard work that we put in to it we just couldn't bring our family into that home not knowing what else could be lying in wait. The selling bank had the nerve to say, 'We will give you your deposite back but you have to remove anything about the mold from the cancellation papers'. After that we were happy we got out of the house. We figured that they had already known about the mold and tried to cover it up by putting up new paint and that they probably new about more problems with the home. Now that we had brought it to their attention thought their agent is required to disclose the information to any potential buyers in the future. It was definately a learning experience for us. Sad that we didn't get into a home, but happy we made the right decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well we hope the holiday's bring some joy into your lives. Remeber the reason we celebrate this time of year. May our Heavenly Father bless you all this coming year. Best Wishes and Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. WE ARE EXPECTING A NEW LITTLE PITCHER IN 2011!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8592587585384386240?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8592587585384386240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8592587585384386240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8592587585384386240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8592587585384386240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-2010-what-year.html' title='Goodbye 2010!!! What a year!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/TRU-9ngCRTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/T-NWyx1Bedo/s72-c/005+%25288%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-6530532227756076284</id><published>2010-04-04T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:20:37.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Just Wanna Have Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found these pictures and I had to put them on. These pictures show exactly what a special bond there is between us girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvGCzhvaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_ke8ebnpkFQ/s200/IMG_0186.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvIOLRcEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K81VZBaYkew/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvIOLRcEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K81VZBaYkew/s200/IMG_0235.JPG" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lu-pNr-BI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8dyzZnzQTgQ/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lu-pNr-BI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8dyzZnzQTgQ/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvO38SYlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zgHBZjnmBVE/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvO38SYlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zgHBZjnmBVE/s320/IMG_0327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvDsWl31I/AAAAAAAAAd0/giMXT7FTHxw/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvDsWl31I/AAAAAAAAAd0/giMXT7FTHxw/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvSLJ6iqI/AAAAAAAAAec/9xdo3RrgqyM/s1600/IMG_0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvSLJ6iqI/AAAAAAAAAec/9xdo3RrgqyM/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-6530532227756076284?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/6530532227756076284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=6530532227756076284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6530532227756076284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6530532227756076284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='Girls Just Wanna Have Fun'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lvGCzhvaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_ke8ebnpkFQ/s72-c/IMG_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-7315172832100796346</id><published>2010-04-04T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:52:07.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylee's Funny Talk</title><content type='html'>Kylee is so much fun to have around! She says and does the funniest things! Here are a few things I have wrote in a journal about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lqVuJLHJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/E6TZ942Molo/s1600/Kylee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lqVuJLHJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/E6TZ942Molo/s200/Kylee.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kylee really likes to watch Dinosaur Train. One day she came up to me with her two index fingers pointing up on the sides of her head. Kylee said, "Look Mommy, I am a triceratops!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some stuff on the wall, so I was cleaning it off. Kylee came over and asked what it was, I told her I didn't know. Kylee said, "Yuck, it looks like boogers, like giant boogers! Maybe a giant came in here, put his boogers on the wall and left with the monsters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were headed over to look at a house. I let the girls pick some toys to bring. One toy Kylee picked was a Princess Tiana doll. Kylee was not playing with it, Avery dropped her toys and I couldn't reach them. So I gave the princess to Avery. Kylee had a fit. I told her that she was telling Avery, "Play with me Avery!" Kylee got very serious and said, "Mom, she did not say that, because Tiana is a toy, and toys don't talk."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-7315172832100796346?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/7315172832100796346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=7315172832100796346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7315172832100796346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7315172832100796346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/04/kylees-funny-talk.html' title='Kylee&apos;s Funny Talk'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7lqVuJLHJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/E6TZ942Molo/s72-c/Kylee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8359413181091186329</id><published>2010-04-02T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:46:43.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day</title><content type='html'>I know this post is a little late. We had a fun St. Patrick day! We woke up and make breakfast, I put my "magic potion" (food coloring) in everything. Kylee and Avery loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7YtIgSGfvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ujLmNsTAJM8/s1600/S7002947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7YtIgSGfvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ujLmNsTAJM8/s320/S7002947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Green pancakes, green eggs, and green milk, YUM! It was a little disturbing to drink the green milk, although it tastes the same. I think I might have to make this a yearly tradition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8359413181091186329?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8359413181091186329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8359413181091186329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8359413181091186329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8359413181091186329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S7YtIgSGfvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ujLmNsTAJM8/s72-c/S7002947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2024332133137375303</id><published>2010-03-02T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:25:31.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Hobbies</title><content type='html'>I love making crafts! I've had a few people ask me to make some&amp;nbsp;for them. So&amp;nbsp;I decided to make a blog and post my crafts on there for everyone to see.&amp;nbsp; The website is &lt;a href="http://myhappyhobbies.blogspot.com/"&gt;myhappyhobbies.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in me making&amp;nbsp;some things for them let me know, I love doing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-2024332133137375303?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2024332133137375303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2024332133137375303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2024332133137375303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2024332133137375303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-happy-hobbies.html' title='My Happy Hobbies'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-9100017822437863057</id><published>2010-02-16T12:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:24:03.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvCqGZEOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tSiQi_yA4yQ/s1600-h/S7002920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvCqGZEOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tSiQi_yA4yQ/s320/S7002920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvCqGZEOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tSiQi_yA4yQ/s1600-h/S7002920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried potty training Avery a little while ago, but quit after a few days of pee puddles all over the floor. We have started again, and it is going great! The only time she has peed&amp;nbsp; in the diaper is during naps, and during the night. I am so proud of her. Most of the time it is her telling me that she needs to go. She squats down, and yells, "Potty!" It seems she has to take every toy "potties" now. She will grab a toy, bring it to the bathroom and hold it above the toilet while making a peeing sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvE7EMGtI/AAAAAAAAAck/HDv1J0_QXKY/s1600-h/S7002921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvE7EMGtI/AAAAAAAAAck/HDv1J0_QXKY/s320/S7002921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvCqGZEOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tSiQi_yA4yQ/s1600-h/S7002920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-9100017822437863057?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/9100017822437863057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=9100017822437863057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9100017822437863057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9100017822437863057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/02/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3rvCqGZEOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tSiQi_yA4yQ/s72-c/S7002920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2826196360254560044</id><published>2010-02-12T11:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:40:05.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Bones</title><content type='html'>On New Years Eve Avery was climbing up into her high chair for lunch. As she was climbing up she fell on her left side. We could not get her to stop crying, and she kept holding her arm. With her doing that, I was pretty sure somthing was wrong. When ever she put pressure on her arm she would start crying again. We took her to an Urgent Care to get it looked at. Taylor took Avery back while I stayed in the waiting room with Kylee. With the recommendation from the doctor, we decided not to get an x-ray (wrong choice). The next day Taylor's dad suggested getting an x-ray of her arm. Instead of the Urgent care, we chose a place that know for child care, Primary Childrens. The x-ray showed that Avery had fractures in both her radius and ulna bones right above the wrist. Avery doesn't seem like a pink girl to us, so she got a purple cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3WZHjPu1dI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TnEFLBVFfYw/s1600-h/S7002839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3WZHjPu1dI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TnEFLBVFfYw/s320/S7002839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437420480119100882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3WZG78q9QI/AAAAAAAAAcM/qr3sZe11wfQ/s1600-h/S7002854.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3WZG78q9QI/AAAAAAAAAcM/qr3sZe11wfQ/s320/S7002854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437420469570172162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avery had the cast on for three weeks. Wow did that thing stink when it came off! I can see why it did. A one year old, eating a playing with a cast on that does not clean up easy, and can't get wet.&lt;br /&gt;She was very very happy to have to off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-2826196360254560044?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2826196360254560044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2826196360254560044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2826196360254560044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2826196360254560044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2010/02/broken-bones.html' title='Broken Bones'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/S3WZHjPu1dI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TnEFLBVFfYw/s72-c/S7002839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3176442170005495430</id><published>2009-07-16T00:32:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:44:57.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OH CANADA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you can't tell by the way we decorated our blog, by the music, or by the title of this post. WE WENT TO CANADA!!! Shasta and the girls had never been so, we decided to make the long drive (from Salt Lake it was about 14 hours) and visit My (Taylor) Grandparents and other family. It was a BLAST! We took the girls to the Calgary Zoo. Shasta, me, and my grandparents all went to the Calgary Stampede. We did a lot of shopping and exploring. Every day was something new and different. Sadly the week came to an end so quickly. We wished we could have stayed longer. It was great visiting with everyone (well almost everyone, sorry Shandy), and we can't wait to do it again. So please feel free to check out our photos from our trip to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7NJq6V9hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-y_uxFJsf0w/s1600-h/S7002456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358946172638983698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7NJq6V9hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-y_uxFJsf0w/s320/S7002456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to spend the 4th of July with Shasta's family in Idaho. The next morning we were off. Here we are at the Border of Montana and the Continental Divide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7OLBQetgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/auTNJN05w_0/s1600-h/S7002466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358947295328908802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7OLBQetgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/auTNJN05w_0/s320/S7002466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They may look fun to travel with in this picture, but boy do I have news for you. Who would have thought that a two year old and and almost one year old could be such a handful in the car for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11 hours&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! They did a lot better than we thought they would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7PflgfU9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/zgMt6trs9Dg/s1600-h/S7002469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358948748168745938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7PflgfU9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/zgMt6trs9Dg/s320/S7002469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are waiting to cross the border. The line was a lot longer than this when we first got there and they only had one lane open. Once they opened a second lane it moved a little faster but it still took us 45 minutes to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7QlppS6xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dvcWmPrxoyY/s1600-h/S7002470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358949951870266130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7QlppS6xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dvcWmPrxoyY/s320/S7002470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally through the border who could pass up another photo opportunity. Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Calgary Zoo Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCO_4kpcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tgiWo_Sfqy4/s1600-h/S7002484.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCO_4kpcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tgiWo_Sfqy4/s320/S7002484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369630218655147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSxJbIUxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ei0Midh6dSY/s1600-h/S7002534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSxJbIUxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ei0Midh6dSY/s320/S7002534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648397517607698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee got to ride on a little train around a section of the zoo. She thought it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSv2NW3OI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8vl-UTyjSgU/s1600-h/S7002516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSv2NW3OI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8vl-UTyjSgU/s320/S7002516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648375179697378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSwaEDkUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/RifazgSI7VQ/s1600-h/S7002517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSwaEDkUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/RifazgSI7VQ/s320/S7002517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648384804360514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSvb55k3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/9LHHPzeyRd0/s1600-h/S7002512.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSvb55k3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/9LHHPzeyRd0/s320/S7002512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648368118764402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCRd2Q1EI/AAAAAAAAAaw/d2pSFyTjUE4/s1600-h/S7002507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCRd2Q1EI/AAAAAAAAAaw/d2pSFyTjUE4/s320/S7002507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369630261058262082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These snails were HUGE! The shells were as big as my fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCQ53pLSI/AAAAAAAAAao/fHxnPDwQguU/s1600-h/S7002500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCQ53pLSI/AAAAAAAAAao/fHxnPDwQguU/s320/S7002500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369630251400375586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We paid two dollars and Kylee and I got to feed a Giraffe some carrots. When I was feeding it, the tongue touched the side of my hand. It was so ruff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCQE80qhI/AAAAAAAAAag/xQTqdNs-R_0/s1600-h/S7002499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCQE80qhI/AAAAAAAAAag/xQTqdNs-R_0/s320/S7002499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369630237195020818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee was a little nervous while feeding it.&lt;br /&gt;After words she kept talking about how she fed a giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCPhAoFtI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zkqif47fPs4/s1600-h/S7002490.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTCPhAoFtI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zkqif47fPs4/s320/S7002490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369630227547297490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Kylee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSyRPj33I/AAAAAAAAAbY/9rm0D5t6MpM/s1600-h/S7002541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SoTSyRPj33I/AAAAAAAAAbY/9rm0D5t6MpM/s320/S7002541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648416796434290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some Fun Photos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYRz8EZeI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nWKwaWvi8xM/s1600-h/S7002604.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYRz8EZeI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nWKwaWvi8xM/s320/S7002604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484043592623586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This lake water comes from the  glaciers behind us in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;We put our feet in the water, it was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYRecs0tI/AAAAAAAAAb4/vtwnh449XPQ/s1600-h/S7002607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYRecs0tI/AAAAAAAAAb4/vtwnh449XPQ/s320/S7002607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484037823910610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYQi2M3PI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AwwIOrMEgGo/s1600-h/S7002602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYQi2M3PI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AwwIOrMEgGo/s320/S7002602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484021824740594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYPn6zHSI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QGmZ2d6uXlc/s1600-h/S7002598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYPn6zHSI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QGmZ2d6uXlc/s320/S7002598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484006006332706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYO5JGEjI/AAAAAAAAAbg/BLZitjWWdQo/s1600-h/S7002588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SotYO5JGEjI/AAAAAAAAAbg/BLZitjWWdQo/s320/S7002588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371483993449828914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3176442170005495430?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3176442170005495430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3176442170005495430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3176442170005495430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3176442170005495430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-canada.html' title='OH CANADA!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sl7NJq6V9hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-y_uxFJsf0w/s72-c/S7002456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-5838818364084750897</id><published>2009-05-28T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:11:20.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>For Memorial Day we went up to Idaho, and went camping! It was so much fun! Camping is one of my favorite things to do. A few family members went on a little ride with the kids. When they got back we realized the kids must have been a little tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sh8WHipGjWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ipBAd4pRwtQ/s1600-h/S7002394.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sh8WHipGjWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ipBAd4pRwtQ/s320/S7002394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341012001898794338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't remember a memorial day that it didn't rain. It was raining pretty bad so we hooked up the generator, and started a movie for the kids to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sh8WHaosAqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pQjoxv4JTks/s1600-h/S7002395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sh8WHaosAqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pQjoxv4JTks/s320/S7002395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341011999749571234" 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/8812525647106850128-5838818364084750897?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/5838818364084750897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=5838818364084750897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5838818364084750897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5838818364084750897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sh8WHipGjWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ipBAd4pRwtQ/s72-c/S7002394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-782483939544677254</id><published>2009-04-24T21:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:39:00.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Singer</title><content type='html'>Kylee found a kid guitar at my dad and Marcy's house and started playing with it. She quickly had it strapped over her shoulder, sat down, and started playing it. After playing for a little she began to sing while playing. This is a piece of what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a3ef4cac787bd60f" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3ef4cac787bd60f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC0C12857FFC4AD333E1A75FF6890FFE50D3150.722DA14676A6160B20DE2D3AB795B5FDDC457D15%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3ef4cac787bd60f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKkCudsRQS-yVrh6d-sDcG0wU6os&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3ef4cac787bd60f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC0C12857FFC4AD333E1A75FF6890FFE50D3150.722DA14676A6160B20DE2D3AB795B5FDDC457D15%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3ef4cac787bd60f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKkCudsRQS-yVrh6d-sDcG0wU6os&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kylee is such a fun talented little girl. God has blessed me with such wonderful, beautiful girls. I wouldn't trade them for anything, and yes dad, even the days I say they are for sale!&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/8812525647106850128-782483939544677254?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a3ef4cac787bd60f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/782483939544677254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=782483939544677254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/782483939544677254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/782483939544677254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-little-singer.html' title='Our Little Singer'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3815557084965115830</id><published>2009-04-22T20:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:51:50.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter In Idaho</title><content type='html'>For Easter we were able to go up to Idaho and spend it with my family. I was really excited! It is always so much fun to go up and see everyone. Here are several pictures of what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bYomJJHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GUi29xwxOBQ/s1600-h/S7002327.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bYomJJHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GUi29xwxOBQ/s320/S7002327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718100463330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Ashlie and my little family went up to tell my mom Happy Easter. Boston and Kylee colored her some pictures. Taylor was there, he is just the one taking the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bYNCik7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-JaYsAq5Ezo/s1600-h/S7002325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bYNCik7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-JaYsAq5Ezo/s320/S7002325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718093066245042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandma came down to my dad's for a little after dinner. Avery was loving Great Grandma Mason. Looking closely at this picture, I am convinced Avery has my Grandma's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bX7fg0_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/J3VYuM7rwSk/s1600-h/S7002323.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bX7fg0_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/J3VYuM7rwSk/s320/S7002323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718088355927026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Kylee and Taylor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_aqpzO7yI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Y3JvKLgZ3Cw/s1600-h/S7002321.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_aqpzO7yI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Y3JvKLgZ3Cw/s320/S7002321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327717310512688930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the Easter hunt, held my Grandma Marcy, a few of the grand kids were hitting a ball. This was Kylee's first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_aqbb3gHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pOvX_4Ux4ck/s1600-h/S7002320.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_aqbb3gHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pOvX_4Ux4ck/s320/S7002320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327717306656587890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_ap6U6EOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8L1slVSzBII/s1600-h/S7002319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_ap6U6EOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8L1slVSzBII/s320/S7002319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327717297769025762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grand kids getting ready for the egg hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_apqvxH-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/UDf5U_KurJw/s1600-h/S7002317.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_apqvxH-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/UDf5U_KurJw/s320/S7002317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327717293586718690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee and Boston were outside playing in the dirt, so we thought! My dad went outside to play with them and discovered that we had a couple runaways! Kylee and Boston were half way down the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_YgYE4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nt2x_BCjJKo/s1600-h/S7002297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_YgYE4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nt2x_BCjJKo/s320/S7002297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327714934932924082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us, my sister, and a couple of my cousins met up to do an Easter Egg hunt. It was fun to walk them. To bad almost all the other parents helped there kids, when we were told to stand back. Kylee ran past a bunch of eggs to get a pink egg. She kept talking about picking up pink eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3815557084965115830?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3815557084965115830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3815557084965115830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3815557084965115830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3815557084965115830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-in-idaho.html' title='Easter In Idaho'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Se_bYomJJHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GUi29xwxOBQ/s72-c/S7002327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-179495641380648578</id><published>2009-04-04T15:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:43:56.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day At The Park</title><content type='html'>It was nice outside the other day. So the girls and I got our jackets on and walked to the park near our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQHdDPC3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/BJv4iSYcua0/s1600-h/S7002228.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQHdDPC3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/BJv4iSYcua0/s320/S7002228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320950311237389170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee loved it! She wouldn't play on any other toys, she only wanted to go down the slides. She went again, and again, and again. Before she would slide down she would count to three, then shout, "HERE I COME!" Avery loved that, she laughed so hard every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQHcEjmiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/j_CeD3y_0aE/s1600-h/S7002231.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQHcEjmiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/j_CeD3y_0aE/s320/S7002231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320950310974495266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple times I held Avery while she slid down. The first time she didn't know what to think. Then the second time she laughed. I stopped because she seemed to have more fun watching Kylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQH_YXwXI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LqzXdnuzWzc/s1600-h/S7002233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQH_YXwXI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LqzXdnuzWzc/s320/S7002233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320950320452845938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had been there for a while, so I decided it was time to go home. Wow did Kylee not like that. She cried and screamed so loud. I'm sure people in the apartments near by were looking out their windows to see what was going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-179495641380648578?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/179495641380648578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=179495641380648578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/179495641380648578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/179495641380648578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-park.html' title='Day At The Park'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SdfQHdDPC3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/BJv4iSYcua0/s72-c/S7002228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-4587430696022470683</id><published>2009-03-26T15:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:02:24.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me too Me too!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to do the "tag" too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things I was doing 5 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Touring France with Momma and Paps. (But really just wanting to be home.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking it easy after 2 years away from home. (Can you blame me!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dating like crazy. (Little did I know it would take another year to find my lovely wife.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Catching up on all the movies that I had missed.&lt;br /&gt;5. Looking for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things on my to do list today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Sort material safety data sheets for all of RC Willey's Store Locations.&lt;br /&gt;2. Schedule times to meet with the account managers at our Medical Clinics.&lt;br /&gt;3. Work Out.&lt;br /&gt;4. Play with my girls!!! (The most exciting part of my day!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch the American Idol Results Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I would do with a million dollars:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Pay my tithing. (I always forget to do that!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Build my dream home. (Mine is bigger than Shastas!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Get an education.&lt;br /&gt;5. Spoil my daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 places I have lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Kearns, UT&lt;br /&gt;2. San Bernadino, CA&lt;br /&gt;3. West Jordan, UT&lt;br /&gt;4. Bordeaux, FRANCE&lt;br /&gt;5. Marseille, FRANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 jobs I have had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Rocky Mountain Roll Screens (Thanks for keeping me employed Dad)&lt;br /&gt;2. Gene Fullmer Fitness Center&lt;br /&gt;3. Rubios Baha Grill (First and last fast food job)&lt;br /&gt;4. Day Care (I can't recall the name of it)&lt;br /&gt;5. Sophomore Head Football Coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things I want to be doing in 5 years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Graduating from College. (At this point I don't even care what the degree is in)&lt;br /&gt;2. Living in my own home. (No offense to those that enjoy apartment life, but its not for me)&lt;br /&gt;3. Working doing what I love. ( If I can only figure out what that is)&lt;br /&gt;4. Living in Utah. (Sorry Shasta)&lt;br /&gt;5. NOT sitting behind the desk that I am at right now ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-4587430696022470683?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/4587430696022470683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=4587430696022470683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4587430696022470683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4587430696022470683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-too-me-too.html' title='Me too Me too!!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3826400593143211228</id><published>2009-03-21T19:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:19:19.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag... I'm It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I was doing 5 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Graduating High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Starting my first year of college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Going on a cruise for my graduation gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Making history with my high school softball team, we went to state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Enjoying living on my own, I love you though Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 th&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;s on my to-do list for today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Call on some vehicles we could buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Go look at a house that we are wanting to buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Clean my apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Fold the clothes that are sitting in my dryer (Like you have never left clothes in the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Finish and post this thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I would do with a million dollars:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Build my dream home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Buy new clothes for my whole family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Replace my broken video camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Buy a couple new cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Take a long family vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 places I have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Rigby, ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Idaho Falls, ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Rexburg, ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. West Jordan, UT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Taylorsville, UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 jobs I've held:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. KFC (Yum, come home smelling like fried chicken everyday!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Fiesta Ole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Filing Clerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Naa&lt;/span&gt;rtjie (A kids clothing store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Heartland Paper (It is an awesome little scrapbook store)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I want to be doing in 5 years:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Continuing to live happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Going to my girl's sports games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Raising only one other child along with my two girls (birth control pills please work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Living in Idaho with my family (I love you all here is Utah, don't get me wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Working the family business with my dad, building houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 people I tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Colette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2. Ashlie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Tiffine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Robyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5. Jody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3826400593143211228?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3826400593143211228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3826400593143211228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3826400593143211228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3826400593143211228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag... I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8756121862397371770</id><published>2009-03-21T19:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:36:25.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patricks Day Fun</title><content type='html'>On St. Patrick's day the girls and I went on a little walk, trying to find a play ground. We probably walked close to two miles down the Jordan River Parkway looking for some toys to play on. Along the way we saw some ducks. Kylee and Avery loved watching them. I told Kylee we will have to go on another walk, and bring some bread. We went by two parks and didn't see any toys, so we headed back home. At least I got some cute pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWVLRq-tBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Dtd6NCLUiMQ/s1600-h/S7002188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWVLRq-tBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Dtd6NCLUiMQ/s320/S7002188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315818956135511058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWTi5GzzxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/lSR8W_MBQFk/s1600-h/S7002193.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWTi5GzzxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/lSR8W_MBQFk/s320/S7002193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315817162834956050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWT8AtqFHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tnUdTfmSoGc/s1600-h/S7002194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWT8AtqFHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tnUdTfmSoGc/s320/S7002194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315817594373674098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we got home from our walk we decided to make some green cookies to bring to friends and family. Kylee loves making cookies. I think she loves doing it so much because we eat a little cookie dough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8756121862397371770?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8756121862397371770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8756121862397371770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8756121862397371770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8756121862397371770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day-fun.html' title='St. Patricks Day Fun'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ScWVLRq-tBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Dtd6NCLUiMQ/s72-c/S7002188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-997720258874269163</id><published>2009-03-11T19:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:34:34.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery Here... Avery There... Avery Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>Avery is crawling everywhere now! She loves to crawl over to her car seat and play with it. She might scream Bloody Mary when she is getting put into it, but she likes it after she settles down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhk5M1Ld0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/vkn1vKQ3QT8/s1600-h/S7002180.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhk5M1Ld0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/vkn1vKQ3QT8/s320/S7002180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312106694343096130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her latest thing is trying to walk. She is always pulling herself up on things. It got the better of her today when she pulled herself up in her crib and fell over the edge. I felt so bad. She didn't cry to long, so I think she didn't get hurt too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-997720258874269163?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/997720258874269163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=997720258874269163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/997720258874269163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/997720258874269163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/03/avery-here-avery-there-avery-everywhere.html' title='Avery Here... 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I called our apartments when 10 came around, and I was told the cleaners would come anywhere between 9 a.m and 5 p.m. I was not to excited when I found that out. For one the girl's toys were piled in Avery's crib, so we only had a small bag of toys. Two, we had to squeeze past a chair to get into the bathroom. And three, Avery takes a nap around 10 a.m, so she had no where to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhd9fVBkfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/j6XMB4ghZak/s1600-h/S7002122.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhd9fVBkfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/j6XMB4ghZak/s320/S7002122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312099071446585842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhd9lseP0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/46oHhlN1kZ4/s1600-h/S7002123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhd9lseP0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/46oHhlN1kZ4/s320/S7002123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312099073155546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly, the girls did pretty well. I was able to fish out some movies, a chair for Kylee, and the DVD player. We watched a couple Barbie movies until the cleaners came around 1 p.m. After they cleaned the carpets we went and hung out at my sister Colette's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8326807098447428071?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8326807098447428071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8326807098447428071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8326807098447428071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8326807098447428071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/03/adventure-of-carpet-cleaning.html' title='Adventure Of Carpet Cleaning'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/Sbhd9fVBkfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/j6XMB4ghZak/s72-c/S7002122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-6094957879919924463</id><published>2009-02-26T19:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:12:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery Army Crawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-73163d06e8e74134" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73163d06e8e74134%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0E3CEDAD86D00C76D578AFD55EF2E408DC6049.1C15EF880762BBD76827E34C8BDC0DE68FE565A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73163d06e8e74134%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkkmOBZf4kbPYkGmeOZltkIbvB_c&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73163d06e8e74134%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0E3CEDAD86D00C76D578AFD55EF2E408DC6049.1C15EF880762BBD76827E34C8BDC0DE68FE565A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73163d06e8e74134%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkkmOBZf4kbPYkGmeOZltkIbvB_c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's almost got it! Avery started doing this, this past weekend while we were up in Idaho visiting. Of coarse the person she was crawling to was Grandpa. Avery seems so happy to be able to move around. It makes it a little difficult on me having Avery mobile, and a two year old running around. I have to make sure there is nothing on the floor that is too small for her, because she puts everything in her mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-6094957879919924463?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=73163d06e8e74134&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/6094957879919924463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=6094957879919924463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6094957879919924463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6094957879919924463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/02/avery-army-crawl.html' title='Avery Army Crawl'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-9121184389871624341</id><published>2009-02-10T13:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:12:59.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Avery recently had her 6 month doctor appointment. It kind of makes me sad when I think about how fast my baby is growing. Avery is 16 pounds and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;26 1/2" tall. She is trying hard to be a big girl. She is rolling over, sitting up by herself, and learning to crawl. She will get her legs under herself and rock back and forth. Once in while she slides herself backward. Avery has been really grumpy lately, and now we know why. Avery has her two bottom teeth! We have started feeding her solid foods. Her favorites so far are bananas and sweet potatoes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHpfE8xmoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/l_8p-DlFFLk/s1600-h/277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHpfE8xmoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/l_8p-DlFFLk/s320/277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301274956505651842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Under 1 month)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHpwTQepEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cTSo2ha7N4M/s1600-h/S7002056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHpwTQepEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cTSo2ha7N4M/s320/S7002056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301275252404167746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(6 months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Avery's latest thing is to stick her tongue out (see above photo). It is so cute! She has such a small skinny tongue. Avery has not been the best sleeper. We talked to the doctor and she does not see why Avery is not sleeping through the night. The doctor told us to try letting her cry when she wakes up. We have been doing that lately, and we have noticed a huge difference. Last night she actually slept 9 hours without eating! It sure makes me feel like a bad mom letting her cry, she sounds so sad and hurt. I get over it quickly because I know she needs to learn this, also I need her to learn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-9121184389871624341?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/9121184389871624341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=9121184389871624341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9121184389871624341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9121184389871624341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHpfE8xmoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/l_8p-DlFFLk/s72-c/277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2467838198714506269</id><published>2009-02-10T12:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:49:23.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of The Binky War</title><content type='html'>Kylee won the first binky battle. But we finally won the binky war. One day Kylee kept putting her binky in her mouth. Fed up with it I told her that if I see her binky in her mouth one more time, I was going to throw it away. She stuck it in her mouth, I went over to her, pulled it out, and threw it in the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHVoBeIx8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BPztuZZ91SM/s1600-h/S7002059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHVoBeIx8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BPztuZZ91SM/s320/S7002059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301253119958108098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylee cried so hard. She kept screaming, "Get it out mommy!" "Give it back please!" It was not easy to lay her down for a nap that day, but I did it. She has now been binky free for a while. She now talks about how her binky is gone because mommy threw it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-2467838198714506269?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2467838198714506269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2467838198714506269&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2467838198714506269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2467838198714506269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-of-binky-war.html' title='End Of The Binky War'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHVoBeIx8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BPztuZZ91SM/s72-c/S7002059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-5813114428108955603</id><published>2009-02-10T12:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:28:32.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Taylor!</title><content type='html'>A little while ago we celebrated Taylor and Tia's 26th birthday. In the morning the girls and I went into the bedroom singing "Happy Birthday" to wake Taylor up. Kylee helped me make the breakfast. She really likes to help in the kitchen. All of Taylor's family got together at his parents house to celebrate. We had a wonderful dinner made by Mindy, and then had cakes and ice cream. The night before Taylor's birthday we had a fun time at dinner with some friends, and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHTREBNiiI/AAAAAAAAATs/jKRnEUaS0d8/s1600-h/S7002053.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHTREBNiiI/AAAAAAAAATs/jKRnEUaS0d8/s320/S7002053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301250526481844770" 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/8812525647106850128-5813114428108955603?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/5813114428108955603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=5813114428108955603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5813114428108955603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5813114428108955603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-taylor.html' title='Happy Birthday Taylor!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SZHTREBNiiI/AAAAAAAAATs/jKRnEUaS0d8/s72-c/S7002053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-842425856998837754</id><published>2009-01-07T19:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:01:55.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Memories</title><content type='html'>Taylor and I were really excited this year for Christmas. We knew exactly what Kylee wanted and would like. But we had no idea what to get for Avery. We all had a wonderful Christmas, and hope you all enjoyed yours also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgkQAEXhI/AAAAAAAAATk/fysd7mXeD8Q/s1600-h/S7002035.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgkQAEXhI/AAAAAAAAATk/fysd7mXeD8Q/s320/S7002035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288739513303326226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee decorated cookies for Santa with a couple of her cousins, Carson and Josie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgjw-e8bI/AAAAAAAAATc/4VVOe3bLVgg/s1600-h/S7002036.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgjw-e8bI/AAAAAAAAATc/4VVOe3bLVgg/s320/S7002036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288739504975180210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls and I had to wait a little while for daddy to wake up. I was kind of upset with that, the girls didn't seem to mind because they got to watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgjbiZ72I/AAAAAAAAATU/k9shjCA9LZE/s1600-h/S7002041.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgjbiZ72I/AAAAAAAAATU/k9shjCA9LZE/s320/S7002041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288739499220266850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor's family had a tradition of drinking a glass of orange juice Christmas morning before they went out to see what Santa brought. We decided that we would keep up that tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-842425856998837754?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/842425856998837754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=842425856998837754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/842425856998837754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/842425856998837754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-memories.html' title='Christmas Memories'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVgkQAEXhI/AAAAAAAAATk/fysd7mXeD8Q/s72-c/S7002035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-9188911538700955949</id><published>2009-01-07T18:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:06:46.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun At The Cabin</title><content type='html'>The weekend before Christmas my dad's side of the family was able to get together at a cabin. I always have so much fun when we are able to go. Kylee seemed to really enjoy it too, late nights, lots of treats, what kid wouldn't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb8vO4u6I/AAAAAAAAATE/vK7cYnuyy3M/s1600-h/S7001978.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb8vO4u6I/AAAAAAAAATE/vK7cYnuyy3M/s320/S7001978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734436445698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The showers ran out of hot water so Avery got a bath in the kitchen sink after I boiled some water on the stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb8e9DGFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RWVRVD8weVQ/s1600-h/S7001983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb8e9DGFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RWVRVD8weVQ/s320/S7001983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734432075913298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb76KpiVI/AAAAAAAAAS0/le-SjuwzVk4/s1600-h/S7001984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb76KpiVI/AAAAAAAAAS0/le-SjuwzVk4/s320/S7001984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734422200846674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad decided to turn the ramp into a little sled hill for the littler kids. Kylee really liked going down with grandpa, but she finally decided mommy was just as fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbQP5te9I/AAAAAAAAASU/MARHicrskfg/s1600-h/S7001994.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbQP5te9I/AAAAAAAAASU/MARHicrskfg/s320/S7001994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733672121138130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb7VAQmzI/AAAAAAAAASs/mrb_gfq4Npc/s1600-h/S7001987.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb7VAQmzI/AAAAAAAAASs/mrb_gfq4Npc/s320/S7001987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734412225157938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the big attractions at this cabin is the HUGE slide. Kylee was so excited to go down the slide. I went down the slide with her. She didn't like it too much, because at the bottom of the slide we got face full of snow as soon as my feet hit the snow. Taylor even decided to go down it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbRdmJIGI/AAAAAAAAASk/2Wc0rJLZVOY/s1600-h/S7001990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbRdmJIGI/AAAAAAAAASk/2Wc0rJLZVOY/s320/S7001990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733692977029218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbQuP_fXI/AAAAAAAAASc/xBg3xhUnAs0/s1600-h/S7001991.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbQuP_fXI/AAAAAAAAASc/xBg3xhUnAs0/s320/S7001991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733680267656562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbP4KekVI/AAAAAAAAASM/jzMSkXSJ9js/s1600-h/S7001995.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVbP4KekVI/AAAAAAAAASM/jzMSkXSJ9js/s320/S7001995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733665749012818" 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/8812525647106850128-9188911538700955949?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/9188911538700955949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=9188911538700955949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9188911538700955949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9188911538700955949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-at-cabin.html' title='Fun At The Cabin'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SWVb8vO4u6I/AAAAAAAAATE/vK7cYnuyy3M/s72-c/S7001978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3215976828185990447</id><published>2008-12-26T16:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:35:57.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylee's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SVVnwWaL3-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Isx-aqYJMCc/s1600-h/S7001969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SVVnwWaL3-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Isx-aqYJMCc/s320/S7001969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284243818135936994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is late but I have to write about it. My little Kylee is now 2 years old, wow that went by fast. On Kylee's birthday Taylor went into work a little later so he could eat some birthday breakfast, and open some presents. Kylee was so easy to shop for this year, anything Barbie, Pony, or Princess, she loved it! Later that day we went out for some ice cream. We got lucky and had Tania and Paul come along with us! Kylee was so excited to eat "pink ice cream with birthday sprinkles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SVVnw2qmK3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZhGgF_pB0P0/s1600-h/S7001972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SVVnw2qmK3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZhGgF_pB0P0/s320/S7001972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284243826794703730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had Kylee's birthday party at Taylor's parents house. We figured our apartment would be too small. The weather was bad that day so half of our guests couldn't make it. Thanks to one of Taylor's many amazing talents Kylee got a Barbie birthday cake. Taylor did an awesome  job, it tasted really good too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3215976828185990447?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3215976828185990447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3215976828185990447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3215976828185990447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3215976828185990447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/12/kylees-birthday.html' title='Kylee&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SVVnwWaL3-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Isx-aqYJMCc/s72-c/S7001969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-132096447548468546</id><published>2008-12-09T18:09:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:56:08.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Needed Update</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone for not updating in a while. I have gotten caught up in the Twilight books. So whenever I have had a spare moment I have been reading the books. Here is an update of what we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Idaho for Thanksgiving and had a blast! On Thanksgiving day we went to my Grandma's house, and almost all the Aeschbacher side was there.  It was a little crowded, but a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aFS3gr3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rl0IeWYLcNU/s1600-h/S7001946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aFS3gr3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rl0IeWYLcNU/s320/S7001946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965966567845746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aFIkquwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/smsCm5cLG_s/s1600-h/S7001952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aFIkquwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/smsCm5cLG_s/s320/S7001952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965963804457730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner a bunch of people made gingerbread houses. Taylor decided to help Kylee make one while I watched and took care of Avery. Kylee mainly helped eat the candies while Taylor put them on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aEvyRumI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Fk1gYhy8KX0/s1600-h/S7001953.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aEvyRumI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Fk1gYhy8KX0/s320/S7001953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965957150653026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before we headed up to Idaho a couple of my sisters and I got together to make Pumpkin Rolls. Colette and I have made it a tradition to do it every year. Colette has had several people tell her that she needs to sell them because they are so good. So we decided that if anyone wants us to make Pumpkin Rolls for them we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8Yy1LAfiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/oabQs128txw/s1600-h/S7001942.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8Yy1LAfiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/oabQs128txw/s320/S7001942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964549847285282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YyQcMq4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/TiwJWq6JLBQ/s1600-h/S7001941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YyQcMq4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/TiwJWq6JLBQ/s320/S7001941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964539987274626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8Yx_QEkhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/j-MNvEGOfg0/s1600-h/S7001965.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8Yx_QEkhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/j-MNvEGOfg0/s320/S7001965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964535373009426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee and Dominic were really good at helping us clean up the cooking mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YxocuhVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xa0oexy9wAU/s1600-h/S7001940.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YxocuhVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xa0oexy9wAU/s320/S7001940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964529252074834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dominic climbed up onto the table and was licking the powdered sugar off the table! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YxPA0MAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/U-LyEbgNOLk/s1600-h/S7001926.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8YxPA0MAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/U-LyEbgNOLk/s320/S7001926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964522424119298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weekend before Christmas we are going up to a cabin near Yellowstone Park. I thought the girls needed some warm pajamas I bring with them. So I bought some fabric, some patterns and made my girls matching pajamas. Kylee things it is so fun to have some "jammies like Avery!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8heAkDrnI/AAAAAAAAARE/RUvenXT1Gmw/s1600-h/S7001930.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8heAkDrnI/AAAAAAAAARE/RUvenXT1Gmw/s320/S7001930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277974087732538994" 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/8812525647106850128-132096447548468546?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/132096447548468546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=132096447548468546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/132096447548468546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/132096447548468546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-needed-update.html' title='Long Needed Update'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/ST8aFS3gr3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rl0IeWYLcNU/s72-c/S7001946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-9014928437562749293</id><published>2008-11-18T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:51:12.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll over Avery</title><content type='html'>Avery has learned how to roll over! The whole day that I recorded this she was rolling over. It was so exciting. She seemed to be pretty happy with herself! Avery would roll over and just smile! She has not yet got sitting by herself yet, but she is getting close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a5d1b1797e2c3d7a" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da5d1b1797e2c3d7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FF8776371529001944FA4BFC40B3B1631DD81E5.6FDBB9C38519917C8A6B0D2440E5E2A303207022%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da5d1b1797e2c3d7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAvwJD3x_RjGxI8ZnXxv7ooxI7a4&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da5d1b1797e2c3d7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331724033%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FF8776371529001944FA4BFC40B3B1631DD81E5.6FDBB9C38519917C8A6B0D2440E5E2A303207022%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da5d1b1797e2c3d7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAvwJD3x_RjGxI8ZnXxv7ooxI7a4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Avery is growing up so fast. I can not believe that she is already three months old. It is so funto watch her grow up, and learn new things. She has really started to get the hang of her hands.  Avery loves to play with/chew on some fabric rattles that I put together. It is funny how different Avery and Kylee are with things. For instance Kylee never really liked the rattles.&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/8812525647106850128-9014928437562749293?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a5d1b1797e2c3d7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/9014928437562749293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=9014928437562749293&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9014928437562749293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9014928437562749293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/roll-over-avery.html' title='Roll over Avery'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-4114886868733182211</id><published>2008-11-14T12:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:18:03.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Toes</title><content type='html'>One of Kylee's favorite things to do is get her finger, and toe nails painted. And so I use that to my advantage when she needs her nails cut. When ever I do her nails she shouts out, "Mommy, pretty toes!" I got done with her nails and she said, "Avery pretty toes?" So I painted Avery's toes also. After I got done with Avery's, Kylee said, "Mommy pretty toes?" So I painted mine too. So here is a picture of our pretty toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR3UfP_StFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8CiTa9l_YuQ/s1600-h/S7001911.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR3UfP_StFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8CiTa9l_YuQ/s320/S7001911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268600772426380370" 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/8812525647106850128-4114886868733182211?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/4114886868733182211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=4114886868733182211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4114886868733182211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4114886868733182211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/pretty-toes.html' title='Pretty Toes'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR3UfP_StFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8CiTa9l_YuQ/s72-c/S7001911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2473998224623439390</id><published>2008-11-14T10:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:56:36.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming in Tooele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR25z4hjLjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/c8xT9jWna4w/s1600-h/S7001888.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR25z4hjLjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/c8xT9jWna4w/s320/S7001888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268571440090918450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend my dad, Marcy, Ashlie and her boys came down to Utah to relax, visit, and help my sister with the addition on their house. It was a lot of fun to have them down here! Saturday me and the girls went shopping with Grandma, and then headed out to Tooele to go swimming with everyone else. It was Avery's first time swimming! She didn't know what to think about it. She liked it though, she constantly was kicking her legs. Avery started to shiver, so her and I got out of the pool early.&lt;br /&gt;Kylee loved the slide! She was always wanting to go on it. Looking back I wish I would have taken her down it more. Kylee had so much fun swimming, that we are hoping to go swimming for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR250ZMtlCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/AUdZWH9BNSo/s1600-h/S7001895.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR250ZMtlCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/AUdZWH9BNSo/s320/S7001895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268571448861889570" 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/8812525647106850128-2473998224623439390?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2473998224623439390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2473998224623439390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2473998224623439390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2473998224623439390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/swimming-in-tooele.html' title='Swimming in Tooele'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SR25z4hjLjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/c8xT9jWna4w/s72-c/S7001888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8699517016338123406</id><published>2008-11-08T16:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:32:06.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grid Picks Winner</title><content type='html'>Taylor has been doing this thing on the internet where he picks who, in college football, will win and lose for the week. The person who gets the most correct wins this big prize, and a few people after that wins a t-shirt. Taylor was one of those few! I checked the mail and there was this large envelope in our mail box, with Taylor's name on it. I went inside and asked Taylor what this envelope from Deseret News was. As soon as I asked the question, and he saw the envelope he said, "No Way! I won!" "This is so cool! I never win anything!" It was like seeing a child's face on Christmas morning! He is pretty proud of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SRYepj1VOlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TlixTFgrBEE/s1600-h/S7001883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SRYepj1VOlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TlixTFgrBEE/s320/S7001883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266430513598773842" 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/8812525647106850128-8699517016338123406?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8699517016338123406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8699517016338123406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8699517016338123406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8699517016338123406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/grid-picks-winner.html' title='Grid Picks Winner'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SRYepj1VOlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TlixTFgrBEE/s72-c/S7001883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-840533681540848784</id><published>2008-11-01T16:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:20:54.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!</title><content type='html'>Halloween was so much fun! We Trick-or-Treated a few people, then headed down south to Ty and Steph's house to do some more. Kylee still really likes princesses so we decided to dress her up as Sleeping Beauty. Thursday night Taylor finally decided on his costume, and the winner was to be Kylee's knight! I was a scarecrow, and Avery was a ear of corn! It was so fun to watch Kylee walk up to the doors and say "cookie treat!" That is how she kept saying Trick-or-Treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaa8hO55I/AAAAAAAAAPE/LoOJtAMrMYw/s1600-h/S7001864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaa8hO55I/AAAAAAAAAPE/LoOJtAMrMYw/s320/S7001864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822220946237330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I laughed every time I looked at Josie, her face was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaaUfAjOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cgb2pOgyTwk/s1600-h/S7001865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaaUfAjOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cgb2pOgyTwk/s320/S7001865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822210199489762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a last minute decision, so I quickly put&lt;br /&gt;Avery's costume together with some fabric I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaZ-CEXaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/dJbPuO3Zkes/s1600-h/S7001868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaZ-CEXaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/dJbPuO3Zkes/s320/S7001868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822204172524962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steph made a batch of witch's brew, YUM! (Root Beer with dry ice) The kids loved this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaZcRL5LI/AAAAAAAAAOs/KJf3QkPHmy4/s1600-h/S7001869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaZcRL5LI/AAAAAAAAAOs/KJf3QkPHmy4/s320/S7001869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822195109127346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started to rain so we put Kylee's hat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-840533681540848784?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/840533681540848784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=840533681540848784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/840533681540848784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/840533681540848784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzaa8hO55I/AAAAAAAAAPE/LoOJtAMrMYw/s72-c/S7001864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-7142150909711291768</id><published>2008-11-01T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:13:10.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkn Carving</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we were able to go up to Idaho, after two months! It was a lot of fun, and good to see my family again. Saturday morning we went to a pumpkin patch to have Kylee and Boston pick out their pumpkins. It was so fun to see those two run around together. That night we carved the pumpkins with Heather, Trey, Tessa, Ashlie, Boston, and Devin. My Dad and Marcy decided just to watch, and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQg-sm4SI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I4sABBegJrQ/s1600-h/S7001832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQg-sm4SI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I4sABBegJrQ/s320/S7001832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263811329493754146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQgVfdk1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L0Joap8uzdc/s1600-h/S7001837.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQgVfdk1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L0Joap8uzdc/s320/S7001837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263811318432764754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly, Kylee stuck her hands right into the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;She would say "Yew!" while she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQf5dclzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kt3AKO19uiM/s1600-h/S7001844.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQf5dclzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kt3AKO19uiM/s320/S7001844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263811310908118834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQfTziuxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0X4I1EWduw8/s1600-h/S7001848.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/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQfTziuxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0X4I1EWduw8/s320/S7001848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263811300800248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQfEGAIXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wp9We-5JwB8/s1600-h/S7001838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQfEGAIXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wp9We-5JwB8/s320/S7001838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263811296582705522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzPd6z9aTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4mtxTRnFyss/s1600-h/S7001840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzPd6z9aTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4mtxTRnFyss/s320/S7001840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263810177399613746" 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/8812525647106850128-7142150909711291768?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/7142150909711291768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=7142150909711291768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7142150909711291768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7142150909711291768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkn-carving.html' title='Pumpkn Carving'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SQzQg-sm4SI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I4sABBegJrQ/s72-c/S7001832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3567015842263497859</id><published>2008-10-17T20:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:33:15.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun day! Thursday we spent the afternoon with Tyson, Steph, Carson, Josie, Marley, and Grandma Pitcher at the Scarecrow Festival. Taylor couldn't come with us because of work, so girls day out! Kylee and I had so much fun last year with Steph and her kids, so I called Steph up in hopes of us going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlRYcCQcNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/v3H6AUOctxc/s1600-h/S7001794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlRYcCQcNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/v3H6AUOctxc/s320/S7001794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258323520216133842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlQ2RtkV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/UL2bQnBdW3w/s1600-h/S7001781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlQ2RtkV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/UL2bQnBdW3w/s320/S7001781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258322933329450914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlOMS8ZsFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/kXVjhmjJAhY/s1600-h/S7001766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlOMS8ZsFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/kXVjhmjJAhY/s320/S7001766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258320013082341458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee's favorite things were the pony rides, and the big blow up slide. She kept wanting to go on the slide over and over again. I finally decided to  let her go down by herself. She did really good until her feet caught and caused her to turn and flip. It scared me, so I quickly slid down to get her. She stood up laughing and wanted to go again. What a good sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlO06cLQkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/cZvp1JJg99A/s1600-h/S7001768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlO06cLQkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/cZvp1JJg99A/s320/S7001768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258320710879363650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlN2GONfFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZBcXU4a-8tM/s1600-h/S7001760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlN2GONfFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZBcXU4a-8tM/s320/S7001760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258319631710256210" 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/8812525647106850128-3567015842263497859?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3567015842263497859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3567015842263497859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3567015842263497859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3567015842263497859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/10/scarecrow-festival.html' title='Scarecrow Festival'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SPlRYcCQcNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/v3H6AUOctxc/s72-c/S7001794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8120099427337855424</id><published>2008-10-10T20:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:20:50.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylee's New Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kylee's hair was looking kind of funny no matter what I did with it. After talking with Taylor we decided it was time for another hair cut (her second one). The more I thought about it the less I wanted to get it cut. It was getting so long, and I want her to have long hair. I finally convinced myself that her hair needed it, so I set a date with Taylor's cousin Ally. It worked out that I was able to  get my hair cut also. Kylee did so good while getting her hair cut. While I was getting my hair cut she sat and watched Mulan. She usually sits pretty good when we need her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO7FxoPFttI/AAAAAAAAAME/ujixfi1DZK0/s1600-h/S7001704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO7FxoPFttI/AAAAAAAAAME/ujixfi1DZK0/s320/S7001704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255355271592916690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO7Flhea-bI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QzO-QF5uVH8/s1600-h/S7001710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO7Flhea-bI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QzO-QF5uVH8/s320/S7001710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255355063619746226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love how Kylee's and my hair turned out, thanks again Ally! I highly recommend Ally to anyone needing their hair cut, she always does such a wonderful job.&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/8812525647106850128-8120099427337855424?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8120099427337855424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8120099427337855424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8120099427337855424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8120099427337855424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/10/kylees-new-hair-cut.html' title='Kylee&apos;s New Hair Cut'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO7FxoPFttI/AAAAAAAAAME/ujixfi1DZK0/s72-c/S7001704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-4010195441512035099</id><published>2008-10-09T19:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:47:11.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana's Birthday</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we were able to celebrate Taylor's Nana's 80th birthday. Some of us went to dinner on Friday night to The Cheesecake Factory, all I have to say is, YUM! Then on Saturday the family had rented out some rooms at a building called Noah's. We all had fun visiting, playing pool, ping-pong, racquetball, walleyball, and watching conference. My favorite part was the walleyball. It felt pretty good to get my heart rate going with a little sports. Taylor is now wanting to rent some rooms for his birthday, and invite his friends to spend the evening hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO61We9JLcI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rmr1qb37Rrc/s1600-h/S7001692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO61We9JLcI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rmr1qb37Rrc/s320/S7001692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255337213059214786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor decided he would take on his Mom in a friendly game of pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO6zwYdhzoI/AAAAAAAAALU/cWPOAfIMJ7w/s1600-h/S7001683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO6zwYdhzoI/AAAAAAAAALU/cWPOAfIMJ7w/s320/S7001683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255335458969341570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our games, Taylor is jumping for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO61ICkT0kI/AAAAAAAAALc/GmtUAtHLb_8/s1600-h/S7001686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO61ICkT0kI/AAAAAAAAALc/GmtUAtHLb_8/s320/S7001686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255336964920693314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the adults got done playing, it was the little kids turn. Kylee liked to roll the ball everywhere. She would roll it after saying "On your mark, get set, GO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO6zayLqduI/AAAAAAAAALM/mfChi8V-X40/s1600-h/S7001677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO6zayLqduI/AAAAAAAAALM/mfChi8V-X40/s320/S7001677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255335087916611298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee and Josie really enjoyed playing pool, "their way". Which was pulling the balls out,&lt;br /&gt;setting them up, and then putting them back into the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO6ywkTFMLI/AAAAAAAAALE/x9K5BwLkw5k/s1600-h/S7001677.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-4010195441512035099?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/4010195441512035099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=4010195441512035099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4010195441512035099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4010195441512035099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/10/nanas-birthday.html' title='Nana&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SO61We9JLcI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rmr1qb37Rrc/s72-c/S7001692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-6646747545528626369</id><published>2008-10-07T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:42:54.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Loyal Fans</title><content type='html'>The girls and I are ending our weekly tradition of going to the West Jordan varsity football games. It is starting to get cold in the evenings, and I don't want to chance my girls getting sick. Surprisingly my girls were very good at the games, Avery slept most of the time and Kylee sat there playing with her toys. Kylee would stand up every now and then to dance while the band played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SOvqAZ-dwvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cRJQR7BOJqY/s1600-h/S7001675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SOvqAZ-dwvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cRJQR7BOJqY/s320/S7001675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254550682951598834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few games Kylee fell asleep while I was holding her. The first time it happened I couldn't believe it, how could anyone fall asleep at a football game. Then I remembered that Kylee has fallen asleep is some pretty weird places. Even if we don't see Taylor that much during the season we are looking forward to next year, and going to the games. That is of coarse if Taylor helps out again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-6646747545528626369?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/6646747545528626369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=6646747545528626369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6646747545528626369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/6646747545528626369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddys-loyal-fans.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Loyal Fans'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SOvqAZ-dwvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cRJQR7BOJqY/s72-c/S7001675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-1497952654167480811</id><published>2008-09-23T12:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:33:05.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Girls</title><content type='html'>The other day I was having fun taking pictures of my girls. They were both so smiley and giggly so I couldn't help it! I decided to jump into one, and after seeing the picture I had to put it on my blog! I love the goofy looking faces we all have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SNk8sBf3oOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kg207xen0BA/s1600-h/S7001644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SNk8sBf3oOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kg207xen0BA/s320/S7001644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249293567691038946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time I look at this picture it makes me realize how much I love my girls. They mean the world to me, and I would do anything for them. They are growing up so fast I am thankful for Taylor, and love him very much. He is such a wonderful husband and father.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SNlC4aE-WLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Cd1xZeMOld8/s1600-h/S7001643.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-1497952654167480811?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/1497952654167480811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=1497952654167480811&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/1497952654167480811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/1497952654167480811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-my-girls.html' title='I Love My Girls'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SNk8sBf3oOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kg207xen0BA/s72-c/S7001644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3270168855500003445</id><published>2008-09-17T17:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:18:49.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Past Busy Weeks</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone, things have been a little crazy lately so we haven't updated our blog. On September 6th Taylor's twin sister was married. It was such a beautiful reception, Mindy and everyone that helped out did a wonderful job! Matching dresses we bought for the nieces and nephews. Kylee loved her dress, she called it her Ella (Cinderella) dress. Kylee has started getting into the whole princess thing, and I am loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after the reception we were able to bless Avery. It was really nice to have so many members of our family there (being right after the wedding helped). I was a little sad because not many family members from my side were able to make it, darn gas prices. I am very grateful for the ones that were able to come, thank you. Taylor gave Avery a wonderful blessing. She was blessed in the same dress as Kylee was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SNGdrLXRr_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZRk_XMru-rM/s1600-h/S7001592.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor had his first two flag football games this past Saturday. They lost the first game and won the second one (&lt;strong&gt;check out their teams website, the link is in our list of contacts&lt;/strong&gt;). Unfortunately I was not able to watch the second game, Kylee had to go potty and there was no bathroom near by so we had to go. Taylor is also helping out with the West Jordan High School Football Team. He is working with the Sophomore team's offensive line, and assisting on the varsity staff. He is really enjoying being back coaching at the high school. It has required a little sacrifice on both ends. Taylor goes into work earlier and then goes straight to practice from work. So the girls and I don't get to see him as much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3270168855500003445?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3270168855500003445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3270168855500003445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3270168855500003445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3270168855500003445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-past-busy-weeks.html' title='Our Past Busy Weeks'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2273077237046762699</id><published>2008-08-30T17:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:22:12.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 08-30-2008</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would take a chance to kind of give a brief update as the summer draws to a close. As most of you know and can read about in our blog we had an addition to our family this past month and it really has been a lot of fun. We also had a move that brought some added stress, but now that we have settled in things have seemed a little less hectic. We will be celebrating our 3 year anniversary on Sept. 10th!!, Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shasta is handling another baby great and even though she has her stressful days she manages to keep her wits about her, and trust me everything she does for her family is appreciated. She manages to squeeze in some one-on-one time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kylee&lt;/span&gt; when dad gets home from work. Sometimes she wishes she had some time for herself, but really enjoys being a mommy. I think one of the things she is most excited about is the washer and dryer we just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acquired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor is still working for RC Willey and hopefully will be getting a promotion soon (any prayers offered for his success are appreciated). He really enjoys his work and loves being able to come home and spend time with his girls. Football season is upon us and that means he is involved in some sort of thing related to football. He is part of a flag football team with all his friends and is managing the family fantasy football league this year. You can see pics of the flag football team at the link on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylee is growing like a weed!! Its hard to believe that she will be two in December, but trust me she has the attitude to prove it. Her newest thing is that she loves the Disney Princesses. Her favorite has to be Cinderella. She constantly ask to watch "Ella", and I think its the only movie she will actually sit and watch beginning to end. She also loves being a big sister, and though her help is appreciated, sometimes she is a little over-zealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery too is growing so fast. She is now weighing in at over 10lbs., but still seems so small and petite. She has started smiling a lot more and seems to not be grumpy all the time since we have settled in. Her hair seems to be lightening a little but Shasta feels that is will be darker than Kylee's. Still not sleeping through the night, but that will just come in time. She will be getting blessed on Sept. 7th, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we hope all is well with everyone else. Keep in touch and let us know what you are up to!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-2273077237046762699?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2273077237046762699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2273077237046762699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2273077237046762699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2273077237046762699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-08-30-2008.html' title='Update 08-30-2008'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-5404195057469699422</id><published>2008-08-17T17:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:14:50.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks After Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKiup2ivCGI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tH26BEgeyb8/s1600-h/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235626600857274466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKiup2ivCGI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tH26BEgeyb8/s320/323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avery is now 3 weeks old, the time sure has gone by fast. At her two week appointment Avery was 22 inches long, and 9 lbs. 13 oz. Things around the home have settled down a little, now that the rest of us are getting used to having a new member in the family. Yesterday we were able to take Avery's birth announcement photos! She was wide awake for all the pictures, which is surprising. Kylee didn't do as good as we were hoping. She wouldn't take a nap, so she was really grumpy and didn't want anything to do with Avery. We wanted to take some pictures of the girls together, we got a few good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKiwpZk23NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5zBgxXgjO7k/s1600-h/304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235628792104803538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKiwpZk23NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5zBgxXgjO7k/s320/304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee did sit really good while she got her hair done! She looked like a completely different girl with it curled. It looked so cute, I loved it! Thank you again Ally for doing her hair, it was perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-5404195057469699422?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/5404195057469699422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=5404195057469699422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5404195057469699422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5404195057469699422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-weeks-after-birth.html' title='3 Weeks After Birth'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKiup2ivCGI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tH26BEgeyb8/s72-c/323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2184236749413058069</id><published>2008-08-12T19:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:15:39.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Binky Battle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKI_rF13v_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Z2QQyjdQbZk/s1600-h/S7001566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKI_rF13v_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Z2QQyjdQbZk/s320/S7001566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233815726492991474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have started to ween Kylee from her binky, and it has not been pretty. She has only been getting it for nap time, and bedtime. We are taking it away during her nap time, then later taking it away completely. Yesterday was the first day, and after Kylee cried for two hours wanting it I caved in and gave her the binky (Shame on me). Today was a little better, Kylee cried for an hour then fell asleep! It is hard to not give her the binky, but it is going to be worth it when it is all done.  We decided to take it away because Kylee keeps waking up at night because she can't find her binky. Hopefully tomorrow will be even better than today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-2184236749413058069?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/2184236749413058069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=2184236749413058069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2184236749413058069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/2184236749413058069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/08/binky-battle.html' title='The Binky Battle'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SKI_rF13v_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Z2QQyjdQbZk/s72-c/S7001566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-4955288175928763915</id><published>2008-08-08T19:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:00:13.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes in the home</title><content type='html'>The end of July sure was crazy for our little family. Avery was born, and that weekend we moved to a new apartment. I went a little crazy because I couldn't help as much as I wanted. If I tried, Taylor would tell me to stop and to sit down. Thanks to Taylor's hard work, and his family's help we got it all done. We are really happy with the move. We have more square footage for $40 less then the apartments we were in. We are hoping to only live there for the six months, and then move into a house. Opportunities are starting to show themselves to us, so our chances are good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-4955288175928763915?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/4955288175928763915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=4955288175928763915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4955288175928763915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4955288175928763915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/08/changes-in-home.html' title='Changes in the home'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-2839706268327311056</id><published>2008-07-27T22:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:28:48.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A GIRL!!!!</title><content type='html'>Avery Pitcher was born at 7:45 pm. She weighs 9 pounds even and she is 20 3/4 inches long. We are very excited to have another girl in the family (even though dad is feeling a little outnumbered now). Kylee is sooo happy to be a big sister and I think she is really happy that its a girl! 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We had plans to get induced this weekend, but our doctor is out of town and there was no doctors from his office to do the delivery. The soonest we can get induced is Monday morning. So by Monday night we will hopefully have a new family member! Even though we have plans to get induced we are crossing our fingers that we go in sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8842186157922053305?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8842186157922053305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8842186157922053305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8842186157922053305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8842186157922053305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-big-belly.html' title='Still a big belly'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-9134643500211660928</id><published>2008-07-20T19:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:57:21.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days Over Due!!</title><content type='html'>Shasta is now two days over due and needless to say is now pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restless&lt;/span&gt;. Now everyday that passes is something to endure. The doctor says she is progressing great and if she had wanted to we could have been scheduled an induction yesterday or today, but Shasta wanted to wait. And that means I have to wait as well. I think we both just want this baby to come. It will be a relief when he/she gets here. We will keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-9134643500211660928?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/9134643500211660928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=9134643500211660928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9134643500211660928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/9134643500211660928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-days-over-due.html' title='2 Days Over Due!!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-4564445196374330491</id><published>2008-07-18T11:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:23:57.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DUE DATE!!!</title><content type='html'>Well the day is here and still no baby. Shasta had a doctors appointment this morning and everything is still good. She is dilated to 4cm, and was 70% effaced at the doctors appointment she had on Tuesday. We are hoping the baby will be here any day now. I think she would prefer it be any hour, or minute for that matter. We are excited for whatever day it happens. We will keep you all posted on the progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-4564445196374330491?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/4564445196374330491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=4564445196374330491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4564445196374330491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/4564445196374330491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/due-date.html' title='DUE DATE!!!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-8605660089232254847</id><published>2008-07-13T19:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:52:50.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant and Loving It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHqpI1v-7YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mAEuBsR4kIg/s1600-h/S7001501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222672687221894530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHqpI1v-7YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mAEuBsR4kIg/s200/S7001501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shasta has been going crazy! She will have a few false labor pains and get all excited and then when they go away she is sad again. I think she really wants this baby to come, and we haven't even hit our due date yet!!&lt;br /&gt;Here she is being sad that 1) She is still pregnant and 2) Her garden is finished for the year. We only planted peas and they have stopped producing pods so it was time to pull them up :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-8605660089232254847?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/8605660089232254847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=8605660089232254847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8605660089232254847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/8605660089232254847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-baby-yet.html' title='Pregnant and Loving It!!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHqpI1v-7YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mAEuBsR4kIg/s72-c/S7001501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-506785590931913992</id><published>2008-07-10T19:04:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:48:16.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogle Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hogle Zoo was so fun! Kylee loved seeing all the animals, so did Taylor! Kylee's favorite animals to look at were the monkeys! She didn't know what to call some of the animals. So she called them things that they looked similar to, the zebras and giraffes she called horses, and the camels she called cows! We all had so much fun and are wanting to plan a day to go again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa4EU__guI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/C1ZrnRI0EuE/s1600-h/S7001489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa4EU__guI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/C1ZrnRI0EuE/s200/S7001489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563202478768866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa3xdwDEWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ocYR9tP77mE/s1600-h/S7001487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa3xdwDEWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ocYR9tP77mE/s200/S7001487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562878410297698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa3kNmeNNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HFnPoBIAC98/s1600-h/S7001481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa1pj1rN6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/M3cMZbUlGY4/s200/S7001455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221560543582304162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa0tmWpU3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tUMN5YECky4/s1600-h/S7001452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa0tmWpU3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tUMN5YECky4/s200/S7001452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221559513465312114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHaze8dmBZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ptRXMQ7iTJg/s1600-h/S7001439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHaze8dmBZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ptRXMQ7iTJg/s200/S7001439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221558162190370194" 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/8812525647106850128-506785590931913992?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/506785590931913992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=506785590931913992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/506785590931913992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/506785590931913992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Hogle Zoo'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHa4EU__guI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/C1ZrnRI0EuE/s72-c/S7001489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-3155523839128922747</id><published>2008-07-06T20:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:49:29.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To celebrate the 4th of July, we hung out at Grandma and Grandpa Pitcher's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGBQ7BVL_I/AAAAAAAAADo/uLx8rLrtTlg/s1600-h/S7001415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGBQ7BVL_I/AAAAAAAAADo/uLx8rLrtTlg/s200/S7001415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220095570820280306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a little picnic on the front lawn before lighting off fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGAmKYOzNI/AAAAAAAAADY/QNZfQtLvocw/s1600-h/S7001417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGAmKYOzNI/AAAAAAAAADY/QNZfQtLvocw/s200/S7001417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094836208487634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee's favorite part of the picnic was the lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGAtx_uC7I/AAAAAAAAADg/kb_cBHFXPhU/s1600-h/S7001420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGAtx_uC7I/AAAAAAAAADg/kb_cBHFXPhU/s200/S7001420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094967102180274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kylee liked sitting in her own chair watching the fireworks. She would clap after each one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-3155523839128922747?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/3155523839128922747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=3155523839128922747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3155523839128922747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/3155523839128922747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SHGBQ7BVL_I/AAAAAAAAADo/uLx8rLrtTlg/s72-c/S7001415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-520806205609545044</id><published>2008-07-03T16:14:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:49:31.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1hUT4XM8I/AAAAAAAAADI/WMR9JwI12FY/s1600-h/S7001411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1hUT4XM8I/AAAAAAAAADI/WMR9JwI12FY/s200/S7001411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218934544754226114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;It has been hot here in the Salt Lake valley.&lt;br /&gt;Kylee and I decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;d to get some ice cream to help us cool down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1PsDbqYfI/AAAAAAAAADA/zN6xa_8kZCM/s1600-h/S7001408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1PsDbqYfI/AAAAAAAAADA/zN6xa_8kZCM/s200/S7001408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218915161446441458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Kylee didn't eat her ice cream fast enough so it melted and got all over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1jRRkh41I/AAAAAAAAADQ/XYoInFwVfB8/s1600-h/S7001413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1jRRkh41I/AAAAAAAAADQ/XYoInFwVfB8/s200/S7001413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218936691617817426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;So we got out the hose to wash her off before going back inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Kylee had fun playing in the water for a little while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-520806205609545044?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/520806205609545044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=520806205609545044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/520806205609545044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/520806205609545044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/icecream.html' title='Ice cream'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1hUT4XM8I/AAAAAAAAADI/WMR9JwI12FY/s72-c/S7001411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-7106774360133179133</id><published>2008-07-01T17:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:50:36.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shasta's Garden</title><content type='html'>My parents let us take up one of the planter boxes in their garden this year to plant some veggies. Shasta planned on doing peas and carrots, but after a bothersome cat got in the garden earlier this spring we ended up with just peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1OS53JjSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-rknsA_PgsY/s1600-h/S7001401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1OS53JjSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-rknsA_PgsY/s200/S7001401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218913629869018402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our crop has been good so far. We all are enjoying the fresh garden peas. Grandma and Grandpa Pitcher even gave Kylee her very own tomato plant. It has been fun for Shasta and Kylee to go over and work on the garden together. I think the best part is that it gets both of them out of our cramped little apartment for a change of scenery. We will put some pictures up soon of the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-7106774360133179133?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/7106774360133179133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=7106774360133179133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7106774360133179133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7106774360133179133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/07/shastas-garden.html' title='Shasta&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SG1OS53JjSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-rknsA_PgsY/s72-c/S7001401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-7443534315587463369</id><published>2008-06-30T15:54:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:09:48.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we been up to?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl5sRXbVOI/AAAAAAAAACI/AQxxJLxP4cw/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl5sRXbVOI/AAAAAAAAACI/AQxxJLxP4cw/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217835444768298210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, recently it feels like we have been super busy, but I guess thats how it is when you are getting ready for a new baby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl7QzLbUyI/AAAAAAAAACY/gCJ90-f_QrA/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl7QzLbUyI/AAAAAAAAACY/gCJ90-f_QrA/s200/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837171831690018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I (Taylor) am currently working at RC Willey Home Furnishings as their on-site EMT and Safety Coordinator for their main distribution center in Salt Lake. I also manage all of their workers compensation claims in Utah and Idaho. I enjoy it and am planning on continuing my education in the next year.  I also just recently finished coaching my younger bro. Teagan's indoor football team. We tied one game and lost the rest but you should have seen the teams we played against. I have also been playing flag football with a bunch of friends and that has been a blast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl8KW5kUuI/AAAAAAAAACo/WfhcTXsVEYk/s1600-h/IMG_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl8KW5kUuI/AAAAAAAAACo/WfhcTXsVEYk/s200/IMG_0280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217838160673002210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shasta is busy being pregnant and working for Heartland Paper Co. as a runner between stores. She is able to bring Kylee with her to work so it works out nice (not to mention the fact that she only works for an hour a day two days a week). She also sells Mary Kay products, but she only gets an order in every once in a while. She is sad to be leaving Heartland when the new baby gets here.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl87DcaSXI/AAAAAAAAACw/CfsfiMNJ3iI/s1600-h/IMG_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl87DcaSXI/AAAAAAAAACw/CfsfiMNJ3iI/s200/IMG_0173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217838997264025970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee has been busy! In her 18 months she has managed to gain a little more than 20 lbs., all but skipped the crawling stage and has now mastered walking. She has started to be daring and walk down stairs by herself. She enjoys both sets of grandparents and has recently renamed Grandma Pitcher to "Grandma Pickles". She loves all of her Aunts and Uncles and especially all of her cousins!! She tries to be a big help around the apartment for mom, her favorite is doing the dishwasher. Also her vocabulary is astounding and it seems as though she is learning new words every day. One thing she likes doing is talking to her baby bro/sis in mommy's tummy. We think the baby is a boy, and we decided on the name Brody. So thats what Kylee refers to the baby as. It is the cutest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promise to keep this updated to let everyone know whats up with us, and we look forward to hearing from others as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-7443534315587463369?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/7443534315587463369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=7443534315587463369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7443534315587463369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/7443534315587463369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-have-we-been-up-to.html' title='What have we been up to?!'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGl5sRXbVOI/AAAAAAAAACI/AQxxJLxP4cw/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812525647106850128.post-5917854152820597728</id><published>2008-06-29T21:08:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:52:34.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips to Grandma and Grandpa Aeschbacher's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhOs5K8EVI/AAAAAAAAABE/HZ1lT4LTVsY/s1600-h/S7001314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217506701476630866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhOs5K8EVI/AAAAAAAAABE/HZ1lT4LTVsY/s320/S7001314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Kylee loved dancing with her daddy at Jody and Bronco's wedding reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhPBut7OGI/AAAAAAAAABM/TLn053yB7xo/s1600-h/S7001322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217507059447838818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhPBut7OGI/AAAAAAAAABM/TLn053yB7xo/s320/S7001322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kylee &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; liked playing with her cousin Tessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhP55U6EdI/AAAAAAAAABU/GEUGJTNnv3I/s1600-h/S7001309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217508024368370130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhP55U6EdI/AAAAAAAAABU/GEUGJTNnv3I/s320/S7001309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Balloon toss with Kylee at Great Grandma Mason's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhSeWFxkfI/AAAAAAAAABk/czLId4YG9Zw/s1600-h/S7001289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217510849588072946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhSeWFxkfI/AAAAAAAAABk/czLId4YG9Zw/s320/S7001289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Running through the water at Great Grandma Mason's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhRBbAcBgI/AAAAAAAAABc/Y3HRMDQQRpM/s1600-h/S7001306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217509253180032514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhRBbAcBgI/AAAAAAAAABc/Y3HRMDQQRpM/s320/S7001306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa was the only one Kylee would ride the motorbike with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812525647106850128-5917854152820597728?l=nuttypitchers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/feeds/5917854152820597728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812525647106850128&amp;postID=5917854152820597728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5917854152820597728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812525647106850128/posts/default/5917854152820597728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuttypitchers.blogspot.com/2008/06/trips-to-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='Trips to Grandma and Grandpa Aeschbacher&apos;s'/><author><name>Shasta and Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718915222655350570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rgtdcdLFtOA/SGhOs5K8EVI/AAAAAAAAABE/HZ1lT4LTVsY/s72-c/S7001314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
