<?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-1510113931789424791</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:52:16.019-07:00</updated><category term='take me back to shore'/><title type='text'>Cannon Fodder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7157636022822901019</id><published>2009-06-23T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:32:25.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What will it be!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was the big day!  We found out what we are having.  When they told us Hailey looked like she was going to cry.  It took a lot of talking to convince her this was a good thing.  Camren was so excited she couldn't stop smiling.   As for Chris, well lets just say I think he wanted to cry to.  Anyone want to guess what it is!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's a boy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I can't get my pictures to upload.  I'll try again tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&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/1510113931789424791-7157636022822901019?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7157636022822901019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7157636022822901019' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7157636022822901019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7157636022822901019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-will-it-be.html' title='What will it be!!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-883813230415115415</id><published>2009-05-21T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:22:58.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping busy with what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaZ-L5xI/AAAAAAAAATs/PFH_K5_azmQ/s1600-h/photo%283%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaZ-L5xI/AAAAAAAAATs/PFH_K5_azmQ/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338461459012380434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our back yard!  Chris thought it would be fun for us to landscape it ourselves.  So he has been hard at work for the last 3 months with this project.  Seriously, almost every minute he is not at work is spent in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaH9ZL6I/AAAAAAAAATk/cieTSUqIo1s/s1600-h/photo%282%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaH9ZL6I/AAAAAAAAATk/cieTSUqIo1s/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338461454177218466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He built me a garden, which I love and can't wait to try out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaAmWjDI/AAAAAAAAATc/TG15nbLSkSk/s1600-h/photo.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/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaAmWjDI/AAAAAAAAATc/TG15nbLSkSk/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338461452201528370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He built the girls a playhouse.  Its not quite done, but they still love it.  He put in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sprinkler&lt;/span&gt; system and laid the sod.&lt;br /&gt;He has only had a few days of panic.  The rest of the days he has been in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project #2&lt;br /&gt;Baby #4 is on the way!  It has turned out to be a really big project.  Morning sickness is really all day sickness and its lasting way longer than it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; told me today she is tired of eating out.  Eating out is usually a treat for them.  I agree though I'm ready to get back to home cooked meals and no sickness.&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/1510113931789424791-883813230415115415?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/883813230415115415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=883813230415115415' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/883813230415115415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/883813230415115415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/keeping-busy-with-what.html' title='Keeping busy with what?'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/ShYGaZ-L5xI/AAAAAAAAATs/PFH_K5_azmQ/s72-c/photo%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7621814820694335729</id><published>2009-02-17T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:43:22.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing says  "I Love You" like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SZuMAJhwx2I/AAAAAAAAASc/UuGV3B4WEeg/s1600-h/doghouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SZuMAJhwx2I/AAAAAAAAASc/UuGV3B4WEeg/s320/doghouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303986920344307554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so before I reveal what my awesome valentines present was.  Lets go back to last month.  One month ago we celebrated 9 years of wedded bliss.  Well sort of. We did have our anniversary, but Chris forgot about it so we didn't really celebrate.  Yep he forgot.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not suppose to happen for another couple of years.  So now he's on the hook right?  Valentine's Day had better be REALLY good.  I even gave him a little help and hinted that Valentines Day is on a Saturday.  I'm thinking dinner, movie, maybe skydiving.  I don't know just something without kids would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Chris had to work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; okay who does anything in the morning anyways.  I get a call at noon and he says come in to my office for awhile.  Oh how nice he wants to spend time with me!  I get the kids in the car and head down to his office.  He has one more patient and then he thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is a great day for me to get some dental work done.  So I'm sitting there in the chair and Delila from the radio keeps saying "isn't this a great day to be with the one that you love.  Even if your not doing anything just hanging out don't you just love today."  And I'm thinking I don't think her husband ever gave her a root canal for Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MOMAND%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MOMAND%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7621814820694335729?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7621814820694335729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7621814820694335729' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7621814820694335729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7621814820694335729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-says-i-love-you-like.html' title='Nothing says  &quot;I Love You&quot; like...'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SZuMAJhwx2I/AAAAAAAAASc/UuGV3B4WEeg/s72-c/doghouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-8770644246057623106</id><published>2009-01-05T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:26:26.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve we took the girls ice skating for the first time. Since Sadie isn't old enough we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; I would take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; and Hailey ice skating. Chris would watch Sadie on the sidelines.  It was quite the adventure.  We all had a great time although we spent more time on our backsides than on the skates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SWLpcjvO-BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9aPGu0LDT8U/s1600-h/black+078.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SWLpcjvO-BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9aPGu0LDT8U/s320/black+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288045589325346834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were ice skating Sadie and Chris were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; happy and SAFE playing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Santa's&lt;/span&gt; sleigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SWLpcIESYTI/AAAAAAAAARI/tSiMC32roao/s1600-h/black+093.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SWLpcIESYTI/AAAAAAAAARI/tSiMC32roao/s320/black+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288045581897457970" 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/1510113931789424791-8770644246057623106?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8770644246057623106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=8770644246057623106' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8770644246057623106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8770644246057623106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/piano-recital.html' title='Ice Skating'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SWLpcjvO-BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9aPGu0LDT8U/s72-c/black+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-1978026276289431019</id><published>2008-12-18T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:33:29.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Email</title><content type='html'>A while back I got locked out of my email account.  I've lost all of my contact information, so I don't have anybody's e-mail address.  I will be happy to give anyone who wants our contact info.  As long as I know you.  If you will email me at my new address I'll be sure to get our information to you.  New address KendraCannon5(at)gmail(dot)com. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-1978026276289431019?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1978026276289431019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=1978026276289431019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1978026276289431019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1978026276289431019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/email.html' title='Email'/><author><name>Chris</name><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-1510113931789424791.post-3002283648593006703</id><published>2008-12-18T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:24:25.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out with Hailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;If you take Hailey out she'll want to dress her very best.  Even when going to work.  You'll wonder why everyone is asking if its her Birthday.  Then you'll finally figure out that not everyone wears  a tiara everywhere they go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNcywNvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NHOikEwL_Wo/s1600-h/photo%285%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNcywNvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NHOikEwL_Wo/s320/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281282233740572402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eventually she'll get hungry and want something to eat. In all of the excitement of going to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; she'll forget how to sit on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNYl6XDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NC2VIYfCKFw/s1600-h/photo%286%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNYl6XDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NC2VIYfCKFw/s320/photo%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281282232612969522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch you'll want to go shopping.  Hailey will cure you of that right away. And you'll go home wondering if life will ever be normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNIpy-XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VLYnRB4ru0Y/s1600-h/photo%287%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNIpy-XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VLYnRB4ru0Y/s320/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281282228334295410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Life might not be normal with Hailey around, but I love it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-3002283648593006703?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3002283648593006703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3002283648593006703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3002283648593006703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3002283648593006703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-out-with-hailey.html' title='Day out with Hailey'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUriNcywNvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NHOikEwL_Wo/s72-c/photo%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3656777800312088670</id><published>2008-12-10T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:30:34.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarterly Report!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SUCRr_wFhXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pH9q7K4Ll4Q/s1600-h/photo%284%29.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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUCRr_wFhXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pH9q7K4Ll4Q/s320/photo%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278378948311745906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people want to know if I still have a blog.  The Answer is always yes, but don't waste your time I NEVER write in it.  Then there are those who would like to know if we are still alive.   The answer yep, we are still alive and doing quiet well.  Thanks for your concern.  We are feeling the love!&lt;br /&gt;I have three little girls that keep me on my toes and are always making me laugh.  So there is stuff to write about.  I'll try to be better maybe I'll commit to 2 posts a month.  I could probably do that.  But, I don't think I'll apologize anymore if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;So what have we been up to since I last posted?(sorry no pictures and it could get long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  We've moved into our house!  We've actually been in for over 4 month, but I don't think I ever wrote about it.  I love our house.  I don't think we could have found anything that fit our wants and needs better if we had tried.   We have a park right around the corner and a lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a couple of minutes away.  One of my favorite things is to walk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; to the bus stop in the morning.  You can see the lake with sailboats on it.  It reminds me of being in a little ocean town.  Its so peaceful and relaxing.  A great way to start your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;. Right now its just cold, but it is something to look forward to again in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;2.  We have a great sledding hill in our back yard.  The girls are loving the snow this year.  They go out whenever they want and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; stay out for a really long time.  Of course when its time to come in they always need their hot cocoa.&lt;br /&gt;3.  We spent Thanksgiving in Idaho with my family.  Seeing family always makes me wish we were closer.  My mom and I went Shopping on Black Friday.  It was so much fun.  I don't remember the last time I had so much fun shopping.  My mom also watched to kids so I could drag Chris to see "Twilight" with me.  He actually ended up liking it more that I did!  We also got to see some of Chris's family over Thanksgiving.  I love it when he gets to be with his family.  They usually don't talk that often, but when they get together I'm always reminded why he is so much better than I am.&lt;br /&gt;4. About 2 month ago we took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; to the ER for a concussion.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; was trying to hang upside down from an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; tower in the basement and fell right on the top of her head onto our cement floor.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ooch&lt;/span&gt;)  I knew that I at least needed to take her to the doctor.  I called Chris to see when he was coming home.  While I was on the phone with Chris, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; starts yelling "I can't see".  I hang up on Chris, run all of the girls to the car and head for the doctors office.  We must have look pretty funny when we got there.  Hailey and Sadie had both just woke up from naps and I didn't put shoes or socks on any of them.  I was crying and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; was hunched over on the stroller.  Luckily, Chris figured out where we were at and met us there.  So we got in to see the doctor pretty quick.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;confirmed&lt;/span&gt; that see had a concussion.  He was telling us that she should be alright, but to watch her carefully for the next couple of hours.  Guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; didn't like that answer so she threw up on him. I've been debating switching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doctors&lt;/span&gt;.  Guess now would be a good time to do it.  Anyways back to the story.  Throwing up is a bad sign.  We were told if she throws up more than 3 times she would need to go to the ER for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CatScan&lt;/span&gt;.  I think by the time we made it to the ER she had thrown up 8 times.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; had her first and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt; only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CatScan&lt;/span&gt; which Thankfully came back clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is already to long.  I didn't even get to December.  I'll just try to post more instead of going on in these long posts.  See what I mean though I have plenty to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great holiday season and a Very MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-3656777800312088670?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3656777800312088670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3656777800312088670' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3656777800312088670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3656777800312088670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/quarterly-report.html' title='Quarterly Report!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SUCRr_wFhXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pH9q7K4Ll4Q/s72-c/photo%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-8241453696923052351</id><published>2008-09-16T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:56:10.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBkhAYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BufBBYn3xDs/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBkhAYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BufBBYn3xDs/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810141101154898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; was such a nice day I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; resist taking the girls over to the mall to play at the little spray park they have.  They had a wonderful time.  It always makes me happy when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; and Hailey are playing and giggling together.  Their favorite thing was to stand over one of the fountains until the water would shoot up and hit them in the face.  Looked like it would hurt to me, but they couldn't get enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBr8h0tI/AAAAAAAAALY/UqXMy85gAsY/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBr8h0tI/AAAAAAAAALY/UqXMy85gAsY/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810143095640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was starting to get a little to cold out and I wasn't prepared to stay that long, but nobody wanted to go home either.  So I ran over to the kids store and got them each a new outfit.  Then we strolled around until we found the candy store.  Since I was in a good mood we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to stop before dinner and have a little treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBx3V6-I/AAAAAAAAALg/wQOrRzLDH2I/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBx3V6-I/AAAAAAAAALg/wQOrRzLDH2I/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810144684501986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then off to dinner.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; chose Tokyo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Joes&lt;/span&gt;.  Which was okay because they had tables outside and since nobody wanted to be inside it worked out great.   At dinner Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me with a plate of sushi.  Whenever we've had sushi before I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; had the excuse that I'm pregnant, that excuse didn't work this time and I tried my first sushi ever.  I'm not a fan.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; asked if we would give her a dollar if she tried it.  She gagged her was through it, but she got her dollar.  She'll do just about anything for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day and it was nice to be out and about.  Guess we are all feeling like winter is coming to soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-8241453696923052351?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8241453696923052351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=8241453696923052351' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8241453696923052351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8241453696923052351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SNBqBkhAYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BufBBYn3xDs/s72-c/photo%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-4438074692561008536</id><published>2008-09-10T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:13:16.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky</title><content type='html'>Well I wouldn't say that we are unlucky most of the time, actually we are usually more than blessed.  Lately though that is excactly what we are with our computers.  I got locked out of my email about three weeks ago.  Chris set up our account about 11 or 12 years ago so naturally we don't know the information they want to get it unlocked.  About a week after that our computer crashed.  All of the fun pictures of our summer are gone.  We did get most of our pictures back, but not the most recent ones.  Guess I won't be blogging about that.  We have had a couple more problems with our computers that makes it impossible to do anything quickly.  I forget how much a rely on them.  Anyways we are back online and hopefully we won't have anymore problems.&lt;br /&gt;I am still locked out of my email though and I don't have any contact info.  I don't think I'm going to get it back either.  So if anyone still checks my very out of date blog.  I would like email addresses.  We have a new address and phone number, so in a couple of weeks I'll send all of that information out.  Who knows if you give me your email address you might get a Christmas card this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-4438074692561008536?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4438074692561008536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=4438074692561008536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4438074692561008536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4438074692561008536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/unlucky.html' title='Unlucky'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3178453663753621625</id><published>2008-07-06T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:16:48.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlAOPJKTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/82T2pa9ugKA/s1600-h/100_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlAOPJKTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/82T2pa9ugKA/s320/100_0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134866339309874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were two elk and some deer roaming the campsite.  It was fun to sit and watch them.  Hailey wanted to go pet them.&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlAQWuxRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/L33yCaAGTnk/s1600-h/100_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlAQWuxRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/L33yCaAGTnk/s320/100_0440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134866908005650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how close they are.&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBP-NRtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Soud9lsnR2o/s1600-h/100_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBP-NRtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Soud9lsnR2o/s320/100_0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134883985016530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tram that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; us to the top of the mountain.&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBT09a0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/HLCeYRAugOM/s1600-h/100_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBT09a0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/HLCeYRAugOM/s320/100_0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134885019970370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; having fun feeding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chipmunks.&lt;/span&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBzZkLHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eP5TMmnyggM/s1600-h/100_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlBzZkLHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eP5TMmnyggM/s320/100_0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134893495004274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the top.&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/1510113931789424791-3178453663753621625?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3178453663753621625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3178453663753621625' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3178453663753621625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3178453663753621625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping-day-2.html' title='Camping day 2'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGlAOPJKTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/82T2pa9ugKA/s72-c/100_0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-6337173344395513154</id><published>2008-07-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:59:06.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>Every couple of years or so we decide we need to go on a camping trip.  So we pack up the kids and into the mountains we went.  Camren and Hailey were so excited because I told them camping is when your free to get as dirty as you want.  They took that very literally.  One of the first thing they did when we got to the campsite is rub dirt on their arms.  As soon as the tent was up they started throwing dirt at it.  Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdnhBEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/B5-7kPEus5M/s1600-h/100_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdnhBEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/B5-7kPEus5M/s320/100_0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220126745302431362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camren and Hailey helping dad set up the tent.&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdn8T7DjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/CtLDiFhDgJI/s1600-h/100_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdn8T7DjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/CtLDiFhDgJI/s320/100_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220126752629263922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bumper boats!!  I haven't seen Camren smile this much in a long time.  She loved them so much that we made two trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdoB2ygzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PRC9N46LrNc/s1600-h/100_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdoB2ygzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PRC9N46LrNc/s320/100_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220126754117681970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadie gets her first taste of Chocolate.  It just goes to show Chocolate can make anyone happy.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdofB5hdI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UJvssI23OfE/s1600-h/100_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdofB5hdI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UJvssI23OfE/s320/100_0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220126761948906962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls go fishing with dad. &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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdotwAxMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EB2ZYWkqWy0/s1600-h/100_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdotwAxMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EB2ZYWkqWy0/s320/100_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220126765900416194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1510113931789424791-6337173344395513154?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6337173344395513154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=6337173344395513154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6337173344395513154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6337173344395513154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SHGdnhBEdoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/B5-7kPEus5M/s72-c/100_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-2117611154275874270</id><published>2008-07-03T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:45:29.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SG2YpErw-DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EUrupstCTBE/s1600-h/100_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SG2YpErw-DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EUrupstCTBE/s320/100_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218995374591637554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey had her fourth birthday!  I can believe how big she is getting.  She loves to dress up and anything with a princess on it.&lt;br /&gt;I love it that most of the time Hailey is completely clueless when she is in trouble.  The other day she was playing with her poly pockets and decieded that they needed to go for a swim.  So she filled up the bathroom sink which overflowed onto our carpeted bathroom floor.  I walked in and sternly asked her what she was doing.  Her response was "Its okay mom I'm watching them closely so that they don't drowned."&lt;br /&gt;Hailey loves to swim she just finished her first swimming lesson.  She is so excited that she is not a seahorse any more.  Now she is a "hog-wog" poliwog.&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to have her energy and bubbly personality.  We love you Hailey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-2117611154275874270?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2117611154275874270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=2117611154275874270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/2117611154275874270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/2117611154275874270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/haileys-birthday.html' title='Hailey&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SG2YpErw-DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EUrupstCTBE/s72-c/100_0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3009724543285623167</id><published>2008-06-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:23:44.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExpR1eNupI/AAAAAAAAAJI/L86yYMcbYbA/s1600-h/railingtileandcabinets+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExpR1eNupI/AAAAAAAAAJI/L86yYMcbYbA/s320/railingtileandcabinets+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209654624093321874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; graduated from kindergarten to year. I can't believe how big she is. She had done such an amazing job this year. The kindergartners learned to count to 100 by 1's 2's 5's and 10's. They learned how to spell and make sentences. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren's&lt;/span&gt; favorite subject is reading. She has caught on to reading and is now reading chapter books. We went to the library a couple of days ago and she informed the librarian that she reads books for 3rd to 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders.&lt;br /&gt;A few more important things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; learned this year is "never to steal from the school, it's not fun to go to the principals office and that she will miss her teacher." I'm not really sure why these are the things she remembers to most, but I guess they are good lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExpSXZ9a9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RBnIPTBUmFI/s1600-h/railingtileandcabinets+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExpSXZ9a9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RBnIPTBUmFI/s320/railingtileandcabinets+206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209654633202281426" 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/1510113931789424791-3009724543285623167?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3009724543285623167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3009724543285623167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3009724543285623167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3009724543285623167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SExpR1eNupI/AAAAAAAAAJI/L86yYMcbYbA/s72-c/railingtileandcabinets+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7449269889382225961</id><published>2008-06-08T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:00:13.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House update</title><content type='html'>The house is coming along nicely, but I am getting impatient.  Every time we go to it I get more and more excited!  Here are a few pictures of the progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjlRf17dI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oOz6xICaq6E/s1600-h/railingtileandcabinets+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjlRf17dI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oOz6xICaq6E/s320/railingtileandcabinets+253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209648360964091346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjl1AMo0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/id5LGGsicws/s1600-h/railingtileandcabinets+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjl1AMo0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/id5LGGsicws/s320/railingtileandcabinets+280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209648370495038274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjmclfhtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/C5cOhWgRlUA/s1600-h/railingtileandcabinets+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjmclfhtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/C5cOhWgRlUA/s320/railingtileandcabinets+289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209648381120448210" 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/1510113931789424791-7449269889382225961?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7449269889382225961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7449269889382225961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7449269889382225961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7449269889382225961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/house-update.html' title='House update'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SExjlRf17dI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oOz6xICaq6E/s72-c/railingtileandcabinets+253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7221347823006582380</id><published>2008-05-21T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:00:01.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SDTN1KoYplI/AAAAAAAAAIo/60xvpLM-Yok/s1600-h/100_0154%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SDTN1KoYplI/AAAAAAAAAIo/60xvpLM-Yok/s320/100_0154%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203009782790268498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been waiting for four or five days for Camren's tooth to come out.  She has actually been waiting for a couple of years, but it finally started to wiggle a couple of days ago.  Chris told her she should apply pressure and wiggle it back and forth.  So she's been working on it.  Finally yesterday morning she let me pull on it.  It came out with a little bit of a struggle and I thought for sure that she would start to cry.  To my surprise instead of crying as soon as she saw the tooth she started laughing.  She didn't even care that she was bleeding.  She was just so happy to have that tooth out.  Her class sang to her at school and the tooth fairy came last night.  What a lucky girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SDTNNaoYpkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Dugq9PFNXos/s1600-h/100_0167%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SDTNNaoYpkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Dugq9PFNXos/s320/100_0167%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203009099890468418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7221347823006582380?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7221347823006582380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7221347823006582380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7221347823006582380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7221347823006582380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-tooth.html' title='Lost Tooth'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SDTN1KoYplI/AAAAAAAAAIo/60xvpLM-Yok/s72-c/100_0154%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7802842059797331359</id><published>2008-05-20T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:28:15.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; had her Spring piano recital tonight.  She did such a great job.  It amazes me all of the things her piano teacher has her doing.  She is doing scales and cords right now.  Her hands are to small, but she stretches them and makes it work for her.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a recording of the recital.  Camren was nervous, but I think she did wonderful.  She is playing "Happy Family".&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39311fd50f83d" 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://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00039311fd50f83d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518193%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E063ADF79C368BDAB2C8CEBC4A1A05F11B6C4C.5155EBC08BA8316C9C1FD3538C7FD4877D334F51%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39311fd50f83d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRGuNVx2FfP3UVYin1VQWuBmIb_k&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://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00039311fd50f83d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518193%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E063ADF79C368BDAB2C8CEBC4A1A05F11B6C4C.5155EBC08BA8316C9C1FD3538C7FD4877D334F51%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39311fd50f83d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRGuNVx2FfP3UVYin1VQWuBmIb_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7802842059797331359?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=39311fd50f83d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7802842059797331359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7802842059797331359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7802842059797331359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7802842059797331359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/piano-recital.html' title='Piano Recital'/><author><name>Chris</name><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-1510113931789424791.post-9136275042959380165</id><published>2008-05-11T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:11:39.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCeulnn3BgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/r__myxGmkSM/s1600-h/100_0103%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCeulnn3BgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/r__myxGmkSM/s320/100_0103%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199316256137086466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been wanting to make bows for the girls for a long time.  I was inspired by all of the cute hair things you've all been making.  Then I remembered why I don't do these kinds of projects.  My ribbon ends up in a knot.  I did make Sadie a cute flower for her hair though.  She even has enough hair to clip it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCeul3n3BhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zQuMFkC55-8/s1600-h/100_0121%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCeul3n3BhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zQuMFkC55-8/s320/100_0121%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199316260432053778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey is such a girly girl.  One thing that I never have been able to do is curl her hair. She has always had the straightest hair that won't hold a curl for anything.  I finally went and got some sponge rollers for her.  She did a great job at keeping them in.  The end result is so cute.  I asked her last night if she want to put them in again.  She was so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-9136275042959380165?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9136275042959380165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=9136275042959380165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/9136275042959380165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/9136275042959380165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SCeulnn3BgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/r__myxGmkSM/s72-c/100_0103%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-1765287188820129770</id><published>2008-05-11T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:37:32.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustache!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCes5nn3BfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jRDIkhsCmvc/s1600-h/100_0087%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SCes5nn3BfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jRDIkhsCmvc/s320/100_0087%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199314400711214578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so its been a while since we revealed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stach&lt;/span&gt;.  I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of comments about it, but haven't written about it because 1.  I can't get a good picture of it and 2.  I am just now resigning myself to the fact that my husband has a mustache.   I am not a fan of it and I can tell you this because Chris is not either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heres&lt;/span&gt; the question.  Does it really make him look that much older?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt;, Chris doesn't look a day over 20 without it.  People like their doctors older and wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-1765287188820129770?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1765287188820129770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=1765287188820129770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1765287188820129770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1765287188820129770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/mustache.html' title='Mustache!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SCes5nn3BfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jRDIkhsCmvc/s72-c/100_0087%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-6631390991930500657</id><published>2008-04-27T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:35:35.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roodis Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SBVCeCPGoeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GQiQ7OP8TYQ/s1600-h/100_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SBVCeCPGoeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GQiQ7OP8TYQ/s320/100_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194130829005464034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday we had a busy morning.  We needed to go to swimming lessons, be at a birthday party, and host a baby shower all within a 2 1/2 hour time frame.  Chris was at work so it was up to me to get everyone where they needed to be.  I spent the morning getting Camren to her swimming lesson and then to her Birthday party.  Without being too late and trying to help out with the baby shower that I was hosting.  Everyone made it to where they were supposed to go and had a great time, but by the time we got home Sadie was exhausted and needed to go to sleep.  She does not sleep well when it is noisy so I sent Camren and Hailey down to the playroom.  Explaining to them that they could talk and have as much fun as they wanted down there, but if they stayed up stairs they would have to sit quietly and read books.  They chose the playroom.  So for about five minutes they went down stairs.  After that every minute or so one of them would come up to see when they could come out.  Each time waking Sadie up.  Finally I put a chair in front of the door so that they would stay in.  Explaining again that they could play and do whatever they want as along as they stayed in the playroom.  Camren didn't like it that I locked them in so she wrote me a note.   It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Roodis mom everevrevre. Luve Camren."&lt;br /&gt;Translation "Rudest mom ever ever ever. Love Camren."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I just spent the morning stressing out to make sure her life is fun and letting them play instead of taking a nap and  I get a mean note for it.  While this is happening Chris comes home from work.  Camren writes him a note too.  It Says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nisis Dad Evrevrevr.  Luve Camren &amp;amp; Hailey"&lt;br /&gt;Translation "Nicest dad ever ever ever. Love Camren &amp;amp; Hailey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He gets a love letter just because he comes home from work? Don't get me wrong I love it when he comes home to, but sometime you just can't win.&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/1510113931789424791-6631390991930500657?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6631390991930500657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=6631390991930500657' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6631390991930500657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6631390991930500657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/roodis-mom.html' title='Roodis Mom'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SBVCeCPGoeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GQiQ7OP8TYQ/s72-c/100_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-4118520460606375486</id><published>2008-04-21T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:58:26.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheetrock!</title><content type='html'>It has been so fun to watch our house being built. We usually go out once a week to see the progress.  They had put up all of the sheetrock this week. It was fun to see the house with actual rooms!&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SA18wCPGocI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1e9QqC8CmZg/s1600-h/100_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA18wCPGocI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1e9QqC8CmZg/s320/100_0039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191943110103835074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids in the dining room.&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SA18wSPGodI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8Fv0PqGqSRs/s1600-h/100_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA18wSPGodI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8Fv0PqGqSRs/s320/100_0062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191943114398802386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadie Chillin' in the family room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15gyPGoYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wkvSR4KLhpg/s1600-h/100_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15gyPGoYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wkvSR4KLhpg/s320/100_0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191939549575946626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey checking out the master bath&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/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15hSPGoaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6RI5yvTAv0Y/s1600-h/100_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15hSPGoaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6RI5yvTAv0Y/s320/100_0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191939558165881250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris is taking this picture from the living room.  The door on the right in the laundry room.  Upstairs where is should be!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15hiPGobI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s8h5Nmemr3o/s1600-h/100_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/SA15hiPGobI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s8h5Nmemr3o/s320/100_0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191939562460848562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey and Sadie rocking on the porch&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/1510113931789424791-4118520460606375486?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4118520460606375486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=4118520460606375486' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4118520460606375486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4118520460606375486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/sheetrock.html' title='Sheetrock!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/SA18wCPGocI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1e9QqC8CmZg/s72-c/100_0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-2900343744038365412</id><published>2008-03-30T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:13:30.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BWXBPSpNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ED6RasiwiiA/s1600-h/kids+on+stairs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BWXBPSpNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ED6RasiwiiA/s320/kids+on+stairs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183738124572992722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camren, Hailey, and Sadie&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/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BWXhPSpOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/m1wvZtEmKEI/s1600-h/apparition+in+window.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BWXhPSpOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/m1wvZtEmKEI/s320/apparition+in+window.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183738133162927330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture freaked me out when I first looked at it.&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/1510113931789424791-2900343744038365412?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2900343744038365412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=2900343744038365412' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/2900343744038365412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/2900343744038365412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-fun.html' title='Something fun'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BWXBPSpNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ED6RasiwiiA/s72-c/kids+on+stairs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7816610688778930644</id><published>2008-03-30T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:05:48.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BUuhPSpMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xr4cVcmFwiw/s1600-h/sadie%27s+got+Spots2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BUuhPSpMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xr4cVcmFwiw/s320/sadie%27s+got+Spots2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183736329276662978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am wondering if vacations are really worth it.  I wonder this after every vacation because my kids usually come home sick.  This time it has been especially bad.  All three of them came home with a cough that keeps you up all night.  Then  Sadie came down with something that looks a lot like chicken pox all over her body.  Poor thing she looks terrible and has lost her appetite.  The doctor says its nothing to worry about.  The next day after being up all night with Hailey we were back at the doctors office.  This time Hailey has an ear infection and fluid in her lungs.  Last night she was so tired I found her asleep next to the toilet with her pants still off.  She looked so cute, but I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.  Hopefully the worst is over and we can all get some much needed sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7816610688778930644?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7816610688778930644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7816610688778930644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7816610688778930644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7816610688778930644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/R_BUuhPSpMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xr4cVcmFwiw/s72-c/sadie%27s+got+Spots2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-6307928036549153517</id><published>2008-03-17T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:22:09.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at Last!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R984r5scCzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wlZtg832xi4/s1600-h/attachment-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R984r5scCzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wlZtg832xi4/s320/attachment-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178920423372098354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally found it!  We have been house hunting for about two months now.  Back in January we ruled out building a house.  So we got ourselves a realtor and started the search for our "perfect" house.  After looking at about 50 houses we decided to change our strategy.  Last week we went out and found this great little house.  Its kind of the best of both worlds.  We don't have to do a ground start up, but I do get to pick out all of the finishing touches for the inside. &lt;br /&gt;We are really excited about our new find.  Its in a great neighborhood and it looks like there will be lots of kids around for the girls to play with.  Which is what sold me on the house.  I couldn't get excited about anything without knowing that they would have friends around to play with.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we'll be out there at least once a week.  I'll keep you updated with the progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-6307928036549153517?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6307928036549153517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=6307928036549153517' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6307928036549153517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6307928036549153517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/home-at-last.html' title='Home at Last!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/R984r5scCzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wlZtg832xi4/s72-c/attachment-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-5969568984724643883</id><published>2008-02-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:59:11.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to come!</title><content type='html'>The weather around here the last couple of days has been wonderful.  It's been warm enough for the kids to play outside in the back yard and enjoy it for more than a half an hour at a time.  I have been enjoying being able to send them out to burn off all of the energy they have.  Until this afternoon when Camren realized that she could scream as loud as she wanted and nobody would stop her.  This went on for 5 minutes or so.  I started to feel sorry for the neighbors, so I asked her to stop.  After about ten more minutes she finally did.  I was trying to explain to her why she couldn't scream so loud and it hit me I tortured my neighbors when I was younger to.  Hopefully this is not the start of something awful for our future neighbors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little monster in my younger days and I'm sure my neighbor thought so to.   We loved to play tricks on her.  One time we tried to sell her some gum wrappers.  After maybe three attempts her husbands finally came to the door.  He told us that if we ever came back he would cut our ears off.  Then made a scary face.  We ran off screaming.(He really was a nice man)  We deserved it.  After that we would knock on their door and run away.  This got so bad that they called the police on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to go to bed early every night.  We knew it and it was our goal to wake her up.  In the summer we slept out on our trampoline every night.  It was our goal to see how loud and obnoxious we could be.  When she would come out to tell us to be quiet we would all hide under our sleeping bags and pretend to be asleep.  She would yell at us for awhile and then go back into her house.  I don't know how she was so patient, but there was one time she turned the sprinklers on us.  Ending our fun for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many summer this went on for.  I hope not many.  I don't ever remember getting in trouble for it either.  My parent had to know it was happening, but I don't know if they ever did anything to stop us.  So here is my official apology to my poor neighbors. I am so sorry!  I will try to keep our kids from torturing any future neighbors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-5969568984724643883?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5969568984724643883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=5969568984724643883' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/5969568984724643883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/5969568984724643883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-to-come.html' title='Things to come!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3525857225187381473</id><published>2008-02-18T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:09:12.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright</title><content type='html'>There's not a lot going on here.  So I gave my blog a face lift.  Its kind of hard to look at, but I LOVE yellow.  I won't keep it up for to long.  It just makes me happy to look at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-3525857225187381473?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3525857225187381473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3525857225187381473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3525857225187381473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3525857225187381473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/bright.html' title='Bright'/><author><name>Chris</name><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-1510113931789424791.post-8439685383265777964</id><published>2008-01-31T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:20:39.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A. The rules are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;B. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people by posting their names; then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 years ago:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my first year of college.  Sadly, I didn't do that well.  The Month after I moved out from under the wings of my parents my mom was diagnosed with cancer.  It was a very traumatic time and instead of studying I spent my time driving back and forth to see my mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a lighter note in a about six months from now I will meet Chris.  We will become instant friends and by this time the next year we are kissing friends!(still not dating each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snacks I enjoy:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love pineapple and watermelon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My guilty pleasure is Chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I eat candy.  The truth is I have no will power.  Even if I don't think that it tastes good I still eat it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five things on my to-do list today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the true list.  My lucky day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help Camren with piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FHE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take dinner to someone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play in snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grocery shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not a normal list.  Usually my #1 goal is to survive the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I would do if I were suddenly made a billionaire:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I don't think I would want to be a billionaire.  Money makes me nervous.  However, if I did turn into a billionaire I would buy a summer house in Maine and get my pilots license so I could go there when ever I wanted.  I would travel the world.  I would give some to Chris and he would be the one to help out our families. He is way more generous than I am.  Then we would invest the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three of my bad habits:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting upset with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sitting around thinking that I have so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five places I have lived:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho&lt;br /&gt;Utah&lt;br /&gt;Missouri&lt;br /&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jobs I have had:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Dog stand worker&lt;br /&gt;Treadmill maker&lt;br /&gt;Hardware Cashier&lt;br /&gt;Cell Phone Customer Service&lt;br /&gt;IRS worker&lt;br /&gt;Ortho Assistant&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream Server&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things people don't know about me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have anxiety issues.  This is probably not such a surprise if you've ever gotten a phone call from me.  I don't like the phone.  I check my doors at least twice a night.  Can't sleep at night unless I know that they are locked.  I am afraid of medicine.  These are a few of my anxieties.  Maybe someday I'll tell you more about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I tag:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of bloggers isn't that big yet.  These are the people I don't think have been tagged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lindy&lt;br /&gt;Livia&lt;br /&gt;Chris (You can use mine!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-8439685383265777964?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8439685383265777964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=8439685383265777964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8439685383265777964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/8439685383265777964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Chris</name><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-1510113931789424791.post-4947850340382360355</id><published>2008-01-25T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:10:24.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camren's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with getting married.  She wakes up in the morning has breakfast and then goes down stairs and gets on her wedding dress.  She stays in it until she has to go to school and then as soon as she gets home she is back in her wedding dress.   Some of the things that she come up with in her head are so funny to me.  Mostly because I don't know where it comes from.  For example, today she came upstairs all upset.  I asked her what was wrong.  This is what  she had to say.  Keep in mind that she only knows that 70 and 60 are big numbers.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  My husband just asked me to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;    Me:  Sounds okay to me.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  No its not he is like 70.  I told him He would be dead by the time I'm ready to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we were playing and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; that she needed to have a rest before her wedding.  I told her that was probably a good idea so that she could think clearly at her wedding.  This is how the conversation went after that.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  Don't worry mom I already talked with my husband and I know that we both like to  go hiking and fishing.  I don't know though because he likes to build things and I don't.&lt;br /&gt;    Me:   Its okay if you don't like to build, he can make you a house and then you can decorate it.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  Oh, I like decorating.  I guess it will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile back she came upstairs.  Hailey was following behind her. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  Hello Mrs. would you like to meet my husband.&lt;br /&gt;    Me:  Sure&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;:  This (Hailey) is my husband.  We are getting married today.  We have like 40 kids.&lt;br /&gt;    Me: oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, we adopted them my husband is like 60 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-4947850340382360355?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4947850340382360355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=4947850340382360355' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4947850340382360355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4947850340382360355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/camrens-wedding.html' title='Camren&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7962253257611459371</id><published>2008-01-16T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:25:37.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for dinner?</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kraft&lt;/span&gt; magazine came in the mail last week.  I usually don't make the recipes in it, but I like to look through it to get ideas.  Then I look for different recipes that don't use cream cheese or soup in them.  I had one hour on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; where I didn't have to take the kids grocery shopping with me so I hurried and made a list from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kraft&lt;/span&gt; magazine and other things that are quick and easy.  Everyday this week we are having soup in some form or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; Hay stacks (made with cream of chicken)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enchiladas&lt;/span&gt; (made with cream of mushroom)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken pot pie(made with cream of chicken)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;French dip (made with beef consume)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soup and bread bowls (not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Campbell's&lt;/span&gt;, Homemade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shepherd's Pie (okay not soup, but it does have cream cheese)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know! But it will probably happen again.  It was worth the hour of alone time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7962253257611459371?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7962253257611459371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7962253257611459371' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7962253257611459371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7962253257611459371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for dinner?'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3935678009986741583</id><published>2008-01-16T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:01:14.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good!</title><content type='html'>For the past six months Chris has been working these crazy insane hours.  He usually works six days a week and sometimes they are 12 hour shifts.  Plus add a move and a new baby.  Wow its been very overwhelming.   I've always thought that I was pretty good with change, but this one has thrown me for a loop.  You might be asking why life is good? Well for the last three weeks Chris has only been working 4 days a week with two twelve hour shifts.  I like having him around and so do the girls.  Our whole house feels a lot calmer and I finally feel like I can breath again.  Such a good feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-3935678009986741583?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3935678009986741583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3935678009986741583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3935678009986741583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3935678009986741583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-6580820863757460339</id><published>2008-01-04T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:58:38.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowball Fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R37-1Nz0VGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bZqvrjmnyQ4/s1600-h/SadieChristmas2007+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R37-1Nz0VGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bZqvrjmnyQ4/s320/SadieChristmas2007+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151835213951947874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been having a blast with all of the snow!   We've made snowmen in our back yard complete with a baby carrot noses. Had snowball fights.  And eaten a ton of snow!  Chris finally had a day off the other day and took the girls sledding.  They had a great time until Camren ran into a bush.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video of their first snow ball fight!  Hailey and Camren have so much fun together.  I am so glad that they are such good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18f92222f31e9977" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18f92222f31e9977%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518193%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67C494417B515B74FE7C5D8DB94B8BA3C800F9E.2F32C4DD69A9BB680B087765B1E9CBABFBEDF086%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18f92222f31e9977%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7bPMcrgWJQ3a8vObgtym0_te4e4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18f92222f31e9977%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518193%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67C494417B515B74FE7C5D8DB94B8BA3C800F9E.2F32C4DD69A9BB680B087765B1E9CBABFBEDF086%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18f92222f31e9977%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7bPMcrgWJQ3a8vObgtym0_te4e4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-6580820863757460339?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6580820863757460339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=6580820863757460339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6580820863757460339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6580820863757460339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/snowball-fight.html' title='Snowball Fight!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/R37-1Nz0VGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bZqvrjmnyQ4/s72-c/SadieChristmas2007+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-6305699553357012902</id><published>2007-12-28T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:05:46.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R3XO19z0VDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CeFMzQh_Y0A/s1600-h/SadieChristmas2007+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/R3XO19z0VDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CeFMzQh_Y0A/s320/SadieChristmas2007+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149249175488320562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everyone checks this blog everyday hoping that there will be something new after 6 six months!! So for those of you who do Merry Christmas this is my present to you. :) Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the excitement of Christmas time.  Camren and Hailey were so cute.  They could hardly wait for Christmas to come.  Both tried multiple times to get an early start on opening their presents.  Only to be scolded and then they would say "We aren't going to play with them we just want to look". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we went to see santa who asked if we would leave him 2 cookies and a glass of milk so that he could keep his fat belly.  Camren loves to bake and was all over that idea so we came home and made sugar cookies.(I think the only belly that is getting fat is mine)  The girls were eager to go to bed.  I was surprised that both fell asleep within 30 min.  Hailey woke us up around 2am with a stomach ache and was up the rest of the night throwing up.  She tried her best to be excited in the morning, but all she managed is a hug for her new doll and opened a few of her presents.  Camren on the other hand was excited enough for the both of them.  She had a wonderful time and was so excited that santa had left her a note thanking her for the cookies.   Between helping Hailey and all of the other excitement I only managed to get one picture, but I think it sums up our Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-6305699553357012902?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6305699553357012902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=6305699553357012902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6305699553357012902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/6305699553357012902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/R3XO19z0VDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CeFMzQh_Y0A/s72-c/SadieChristmas2007+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-5612970158396585216</id><published>2007-07-12T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:23:10.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkAY90EfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1ns_kxmvbTk/s1600-h/PICT0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086503524514402802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkAY90EfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1ns_kxmvbTk/s320/PICT0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Introducing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Sadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkA490EgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AebskHSsg5A/s1600-h/PICT0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086503533104337410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkA490EgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AebskHSsg5A/s320/PICT0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkBI90EhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kfLZ2enT_VM/s1600-h/PICT0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086503537399304722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkBI90EhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kfLZ2enT_VM/s320/PICT0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is finally here and she is oh so cute!!! We even have a name for her. After going to the hospital in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; for an induction and sitting in bed for 7 hrs the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pitocin&lt;/span&gt; finally started to kick in. 2hrs later we met our little Sadie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjoY90EdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xA2B2ueV3RE/s1600-h/PICT0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086503112197542354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjoY90EdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xA2B2ueV3RE/s320/PICT0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; and Hailey just love their new sister.  They couldn't believe how small she was.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; loves to sing "twinkle twinkle little star" when she is crying. Hailey can't give her enough kisses. They both love to hold her and take pictures with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rpbjoo90EeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D7xf_VW2xxs/s1600-h/PICT0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086503116492509666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rpbjoo90EeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D7xf_VW2xxs/s320/PICT0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going home outfit.  Such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjWo90EbI/AAAAAAAAADs/-iS6od98Zbk/s1600-h/PICT0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086502807254864306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjWo90EbI/AAAAAAAAADs/-iS6od98Zbk/s320/PICT0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;, Hailey, and Sadie I hope they always love each other this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjXI90EcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OdFGpTD0aQI/s1600-h/PICT0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086502815844798914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbjXI90EcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OdFGpTD0aQI/s320/PICT0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Isn't she the cutest baby you've ever seen!!  I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-5612970158396585216?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5612970158396585216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=5612970158396585216' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/5612970158396585216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/5612970158396585216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-baby.html' title='Oh Baby!!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/RpbkAY90EfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1ns_kxmvbTk/s72-c/PICT0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-7654293915333318054</id><published>2007-07-06T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:56:58.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79gWatgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjZGCdDLF8M/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79gWatgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjZGCdDLF8M/s320/PICT0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084279761563123890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            So patriotic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79FWatgII/AAAAAAAAACE/Vli_JK-0-Y8/s1600-h/PICT0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79FWatgII/AAAAAAAAACE/Vli_JK-0-Y8/s320/PICT0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084279297706655874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Hailey didn't quite get that you are supposed to pickup that candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79FmatgJI/AAAAAAAAACM/sbjxF-v4_Lw/s1600-h/PICT0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79FmatgJI/AAAAAAAAACM/sbjxF-v4_Lw/s320/PICT0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084279302001623186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            So good to see you smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79F2atgKI/AAAAAAAAACU/lLpWGwFrq5g/s1600-h/PICT0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79F2atgKI/AAAAAAAAACU/lLpWGwFrq5g/s320/PICT0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084279306296590498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Its to hard to wait! Don't look at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey came home from church with a crown made of stars to wear on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of July. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; insisted that she needed something for her hair to, so I told her we would go look for some hair things on Monday. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; she had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; that she would need a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of July dress and that we would need to get up extra early to go to the groomers for a hair trim!:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; we found a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of July dress, but we didn't make it to the groomer.&lt;br /&gt;We started out with a parade which the kids loved.(Of course because they got candy). Then we came home and the kids played in the sprinkler for the afternoon. A little before it got dark we went to the park and played and waited for the fireworks. What a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-7654293915333318054?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7654293915333318054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=7654293915333318054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7654293915333318054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/7654293915333318054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-patriotic-i-love-candy-hailey-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro79gWatgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjZGCdDLF8M/s72-c/PICT0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-3916960436993811365</id><published>2007-07-06T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:40:18.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7SOGatgEI/AAAAAAAAABk/wHw5_AkFKak/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7SOGatgEI/AAAAAAAAABk/wHw5_AkFKak/s320/PICT0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084232169030516802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Come here pretty bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7SOmatgFI/AAAAAAAAABs/8WrBttxzv2U/s1600-h/PICT0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7SOmatgFI/AAAAAAAAABs/8WrBttxzv2U/s320/PICT0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084232177620451410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls have always loved going to the zoo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Surprising&lt;/span&gt;, Hailey's favorite thing this time was the snakes! She loved looking at them. I think she could have look at them for most of the day. It was a good break for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-3916960436993811365?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3916960436993811365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=3916960436993811365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3916960436993811365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/3916960436993811365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7SOGatgEI/AAAAAAAAABk/wHw5_AkFKak/s72-c/PICT0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-4031988209307786626</id><published>2007-07-06T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:22:45.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take me back to shore'/><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LKGatf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IYRT1lpnJFc/s1600-h/PICT0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LKGatf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IYRT1lpnJFc/s320/PICT0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084224403729645554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Take me back the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LKmatgAI/AAAAAAAAABE/y1LYP356WS8/s1600-h/PICT0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LKmatgAI/AAAAAAAAABE/y1LYP356WS8/s320/PICT0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084224412319580162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mermaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LLGatgBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wW5b8eHT464/s1600-h/PICT0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LLGatgBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wW5b8eHT464/s320/PICT0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084224420909514770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Some of the cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was 35 week pregnant and in no mood to travel we were not going to be able to make it to the Cannon Family reunion. However, Thursday night I finally gave in to the other three. On Friday morning we were off on a 9 hour road trip!!! I think after 3 hours Chris was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regretting&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing. I made him stop at least every 1 1/2 which made our trip at least that much longer.&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the reunion I think we all had a great time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Camren&lt;/span&gt; and Hailey enjoyed quality play time with the cousins.(Play time with people their own age in something they have been missing since the move). Chris and the girls had a great time playing in the lake and on the boat. Of course the food was great. We were all excited to see the family and enjoyed catching up. Thanks for a wonderful reunion!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-4031988209307786626?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4031988209307786626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=4031988209307786626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4031988209307786626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4031988209307786626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7LKGatf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IYRT1lpnJFc/s72-c/PICT0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-4136941206220532299</id><published>2007-07-06T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T15:28:12.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 30!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7B8Gatf7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dhXFCRhrioM/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7B8Gatf7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dhXFCRhrioM/s320/PICT0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084214267606826930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!  We had a few people over for a BBQ.  Chris bought his own present this year!  He came home one day with a grill he had found at a yard sale.  Guess you can't have a house without a grill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-4136941206220532299?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4136941206220532299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=4136941206220532299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4136941206220532299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/4136941206220532299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/turning-30.html' title='Turning 30!!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/Ro7B8Gatf7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dhXFCRhrioM/s72-c/PICT0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-58459835911076416</id><published>2007-06-24T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:57:43.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rn83HU9IDHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sKVLwdNvBdI/s1600-h/100_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079839503720909938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rn83HU9IDHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sKVLwdNvBdI/s320/100_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of Chris and all he has done for our family. He has worked so hard! After looking forward to graduation for four years it came with so many emotions. Of course we are so excited and looking forward to what the future has in store. But, we are also sad to leave this part of our lives behind. We will remember this time with mostly great memories.  Even living in the colony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rn83Hk9IDII/AAAAAAAAAAU/nLm19jNiFpo/s1600-h/100_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079839508015877250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RLroYeahSAA/Rn83Hk9IDII/AAAAAAAAAAU/nLm19jNiFpo/s320/100_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-58459835911076416?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/58459835911076416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=58459835911076416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/58459835911076416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/58459835911076416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation!!!'/><author><name>Chris</name><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/_RLroYeahSAA/Rn83HU9IDHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sKVLwdNvBdI/s72-c/100_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1510113931789424791.post-1600994191378446862</id><published>2007-06-18T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:57:30.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here it goes.  I'm starting a blog!  There are so many new things in our lives this seems like the easiest way to keep in touch.  Since I'm terrible at e-mailing we'll see how this turns out.  No promises!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1510113931789424791-1600994191378446862?l=cannonfamblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1600994191378446862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1510113931789424791&amp;postID=1600994191378446862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1600994191378446862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1510113931789424791/posts/default/1600994191378446862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cannonfamblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-here-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><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></feed>
